<?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-29054443</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:20:00.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MyStory</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is the escapade of a single guy in a danger environment filled with many villians and tough obstacles which are almost life threatening.

He runs and swings for a living. Has gay frens name tik and ed as sidekick.

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actually shit its big bird cause stacey bought him a big bird for his bdae LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5196/3086/1600/946582/IMG_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5196/3086/320/540342/IMG_0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i became a tahliban fighter once again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i JUS have to follow my roots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually its becos of a bad hair cut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oMg a's made me la&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5196/3086/1600/133308/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5196/3086/320/431315/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mark i caught u finally in sch doing it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically the past 2 days after A's is really fun!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay up wit dan till 3 playing wiining 111111 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116439389129775520?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116439389129775520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116439389129775520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116439389129775520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116439389129775520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/11/jian-and-me-and-markoutside-taka.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116417317483542640</id><published>2006-11-21T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:26:14.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven been blogging for so long. Well was very busy with A's and uncle and all that.&lt;br /&gt;After tmr my months of mugging till 3-4am will cease !!! Dunno for how long but it will cease at least for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4am doing MCQ's....damn sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway cant wait for tmr to be over, hav alr plan my activities for the next few days&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Track BBq plus grandma hse&lt;br /&gt;Sat - Suntec with track and maybe dota wit dan&lt;br /&gt;Sun - Going to uncle's hse&lt;br /&gt;Mon to Wed - Chalet with 220&lt;br /&gt;Plus everyday starting wit yesterday gonna do my intensive training - run to macritchie from home (7 to 8km) then run 2times inside macritchie (10+km) maybe run home if i can still feel my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did tat yesterady except running back and i died. My knee starting to give me my old problem.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Dan wan2 start running wit me, LoL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do so little time. Somehow noe i dun look forward for Ns.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya Dan stayed over since Sat till today. He'll be coming back tmr. Oh and Mel the papers i'll go to his hse and take it wen his mum return home ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mus watch tenacious D : Pick Of Destiny!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116417317483542640?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116417317483542640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116417317483542640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116417317483542640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116417317483542640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/11/haven-been-blogging-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116336436835229635</id><published>2006-11-12T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:46:08.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream last night&lt;br /&gt;That u were in my arms so tight&lt;br /&gt;Telling me not to let go no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whisperd in ur ears, promised u that I wont&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it was u, who let me go&lt;br /&gt;I assured u that I’ll always be here&lt;br /&gt;But in the end you were the one who walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;I would turn It back to whet it was before&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me, living in our own fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Wen the sky was always blue and my life filled with ur kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not bother to finish it up.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i was jus to lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 4.40am and i'm still mugging econs. Think i'll slp now.zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Btw got a new Hp =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116336436835229635?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116336436835229635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116336436835229635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116336436835229635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116336436835229635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/11/woke-up-without-you-by-my-side-had.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116323609351403672</id><published>2006-11-11T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T01:08:13.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate singhs!&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask why!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ytd wen out wit dan and we saw 3 impt ppl&lt;br /&gt;1) Fiona Xie - He actually stalk her inside paragon&lt;br /&gt;2) Paul 2 Hill - he was dotaing!!&lt;br /&gt;3) Dan Ex gf current bF whose fav phrase is - i rather go thru bad times wit u then gd times wit some1 else&lt;br /&gt; Dan is currently crying beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap i shld hav thInk of tat phrase and said it to viona man!! Then i'll think i wil still be attach now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ytd was a hectic day. Fell alslp at almost 6 mugging and talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we chatted abt our ex till we fall aslp and i realise some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i lose her was becos i was to afraid to lose her. So i grab hold on to her not wanting to lose her and like what they say " if u close ur hands so tighlty,the sands will flow out thru the holes in btwn the fingers" Its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to lose her interest and all that. So i work so hard in my track and field to impress her. I jus wanna be better then those guys who liked her. LoL well i played guitar on my own interest but i alyways learn songs for her la. I did so many things but i did not realise tat it all do not matter. That at that time no matter what she will still love me for who i am. Even if i got last for my nationals Cross country ( LoL but i did not!!), i will still be the best to her. I was jus to clouded by the thought of wanting to be the best for her. In the end i lose it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid to lose her then in the end i did lose her.&lt;br /&gt;Well i realise that for u to hav a great and lasting relationship, u mus not be afraid to lose the person. I realise it way to late - ytd night.&lt;br /&gt;Only wen u dun hav the stuff that u normally do, u will start to learn to appreciate it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most ppl will tell me "aiyah first love! RAW NOOB!!"&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i am sure viona wld agree wit me abt tis, that wat we had was truly special and unique. Not ur usual typical infactuation love bla bla bla. We could hav gone to 1 yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wld hav not choose a better girl to be my first gf wit =D&lt;br /&gt;Lol all those reading this pls dun think horny stuff ah suckers! LoL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've becum to the new camera i bought man. It is always wit me wenever i am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i really hope one day viona will come across tis blog and read all this. Jus so that she knows how i truly feel! Her next bf is so gonna be damn lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yasmin! fASTER GO LOSE 25KG BORAT WAITING FOR U ALR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116323609351403672?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116323609351403672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116323609351403672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116323609351403672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116323609351403672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-singhs-dun-ask-why-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116273835287658283</id><published>2006-11-05T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:52:32.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok gp paper was kinda fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying wit dan alot.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hey sry if i turn gay on u eH!! Hhahahaha Lac of Gf la.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun and beneficial. And i am gonna stop chem for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Been pretty fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno wat's wrong wit me or those ard me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116273835287658283?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116273835287658283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116273835287658283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116273835287658283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116273835287658283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-gp-paper-was-kinda-fuck-up.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116220433292651645</id><published>2006-10-30T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:32:12.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I officially wasted half the day.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i jus woke up and nice its 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Slept from 6.30 am till 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i had a great dream.....&lt;br /&gt;If only it can happen in real life.&lt;br /&gt;IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck i need a hp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116220433292651645?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116220433292651645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116220433292651645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116220433292651645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116220433292651645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-officially-wasted-half-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116217389968600418</id><published>2006-10-29T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:04:59.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah i give up man&lt;br /&gt;I'm now sick&lt;br /&gt;I think i need a proper rest alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry ed today i cant meet wit u to study. Tmr ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha DaN Ytd raelly had a hell of a time wit u man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will nvr go to macs study alr! And hey pls learn to tolerate heat!&lt;br /&gt;Cause of u i wasted like 5bucks on taxi fare! LoL pool at 1am was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway mug at mac then under the void deck then at my hse until 6am. Then fell aslp in my room. The bastard here left witout fucking waking me up!! I needed to borrow ur HP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Anyway my hp is spoil. Haiz..................... Lost my warrenty card = no hp until dunno when....................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116217389968600418?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116217389968600418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116217389968600418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116217389968600418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116217389968600418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/woah-i-give-up-man-im-now-sick-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116203382892550597</id><published>2006-10-28T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T04:10:28.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah i slept at almost 7 am. Pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12 and then finish my book " 5 people you meet in heaven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a qoutation from the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person whio harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do ourselves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally hit me. I have always been feeling angry, keeping lots of anger towards 1 person or maybe a grp of them. In the end, i always suffer for it. Guess i got to learn to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i jus woke up again!! and its 7pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna mug again at 11pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116203382892550597?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116203382892550597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116203382892550597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116203382892550597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116203382892550597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/woah-i-slept-at-almost-7-am.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116192432849798946</id><published>2006-10-26T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:45:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been slping at 4 to 5am daily. Dunno if i can keep tis up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ytd was a hectic day for me man.&lt;br /&gt;Wen to sch for awhile to pass something.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with dan and we wen out for awhile. Thx for the book man.&lt;br /&gt;Dun owe u anything cause i paid for both ur meals.!! Biatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for cheering me up. Have been feeling really down. Dunno how to feel and maybe some ppl are really better off without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my relatives from KL came over and we chat till 1am - lots of stuff and it was the first time every1 was so open abt everything. All the girls cried. hahaha and i had to run ard passing them tissues. But it was nice meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end all 7 of them decided to stay over and they slpet in my room. I and my bro slept in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning played and talk wit them. It was really fun. LoL. showed them pics of me and my frens.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i hope viona is happy wit the guy if they are together ya. Happy for u. Hope this time things work out if it does happen =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said - i think its best i'm not in certain ppl's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116192432849798946?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116192432849798946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116192432849798946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116192432849798946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116192432849798946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-been-slping-at-4-to-5am-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116177874624348912</id><published>2006-10-25T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T05:19:06.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/96700001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/96700001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116177874624348912?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116177874624348912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116177874624348912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116177874624348912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116177874624348912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116170794957430903</id><published>2006-10-24T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T09:39:09.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its hari raya finally.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly its one i and i guess my family dun look forward to&lt;br /&gt;And its the first i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun wanna tok abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earning are quite ok but i guess the money i wont be able to spend it on my own stuff. Not much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway met up with cus and aunts and uncles who i've not seen for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why but i haven been feeling ok and gd since that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess i'll jus study and bleach to forget abt it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116170794957430903?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116170794957430903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116170794957430903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116170794957430903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116170794957430903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-hari-raya-finally_24.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116153744448134120</id><published>2006-10-22T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T10:17:24.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jus came back from a nice outing wit family&lt;br /&gt;Aunt and Uncle came as usual. Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great supper and a nice talk wit them&lt;br /&gt;At least i noe this ppl will not......&lt;br /&gt;At least there are ppl who treat me nice&lt;br /&gt;So i can say i 'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Jian and dan and leo better to sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, after ytd night my day has really been fuck up. I get agitated damn easilyand ppl are asking me wat's wrong. I really dunno wat's wrong. I dunno why i shld get hurt over some.....&lt;br /&gt;I know i shld not but why am i still thinking of it and that person to. Fuck it man. Must keep continuning watching bleach and things shld all be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was all my fault. I shld hav nvr tell her and jus keep it to myself. I guess i learn it thru the hard way. Better get hurt now rather then the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GD NIGHT World&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116153744448134120?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116153744448134120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116153744448134120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116153744448134120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116153744448134120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-jus-came-back-from-nice-outing-wit.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116150322359109252</id><published>2006-10-22T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:47:03.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess i am void of feelings and emotions man.&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really dunno wat to say here. Filled with mixed emotions but fuck! i hav none wat right!&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps think today i piss my mum and bro and dad. No wonder i'm alone at home =D&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm always alone =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway viona hope u had a great bdae outing wit ur pals ya!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116150322359109252?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116150322359109252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116150322359109252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116150322359109252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116150322359109252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-guess-i-am-void-of-feelings-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116144197851693248</id><published>2006-10-21T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T07:46:18.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post gonna be a little longer then usual.&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day wit my pals today&lt;br /&gt;Dan jian and leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to meet up at 8.30&lt;br /&gt;But the night before that i was mugging tilll 4.30am&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up late!!!! It was unintentional btw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we were all late excpet for the big one. Sry ya u had to wait 20mins!&lt;br /&gt;Mug at starbucks then bought tickets for the show Deathnote!&lt;br /&gt;Was excited&lt;br /&gt;but in the end the movie was ok only cause WE 4 READ THE MANGA ALR!&lt;br /&gt;And i bought 4 couple seats cause the lady said it was the best seats at that time&lt;br /&gt;I  felt damn gay. Dunno how abt the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dota session came and we played for 4hrs!&lt;br /&gt;The last game was the most tense and Dan got agitated !&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;We lost to a team who uses gay combo. Really gay!!! Argh&lt;br /&gt;But i think we can pawn them.&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat we had to go&lt;br /&gt;May not sound much fun but it was fun hanging out wit those 3 buggers!&lt;br /&gt;Love dem to bits man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tmr's viona's bdae. Though she dun visit my blog&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bdae shoutout to u!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i know u'll hav a blast wit ur frens.&lt;br /&gt;Haha i still rmb wat we did last yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found her pencil. Wen i went home, it was on my table =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116144197851693248?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116144197851693248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116144197851693248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116144197851693248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116144197851693248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-post-gonna-be-little-longer-then.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116132996748482716</id><published>2006-10-20T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T00:39:27.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jus realise that she still uses my pencil......&lt;br /&gt;And hers is in my secret stach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she could not be bothered to buy a new one or dun wanna waste money..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116132996748482716?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116132996748482716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116132996748482716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116132996748482716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116132996748482716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-jus-realise-that-she-still-uses-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116126335003450078</id><published>2006-10-19T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T06:09:10.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After so long, i finally met her again.&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn nervous and i tell u, i was having diarrohea the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;My hands and feets were like cold since morning wen i woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think everything wen ok, nah i think it wen great. Hope she like the bdae gift i got her.&lt;br /&gt;I took a super long time making it. Haiz, if only the situation was different, everything wld hav been different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started missing her and i started feeling things i shld not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thx ed and rod for the company!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116126335003450078?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116126335003450078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116126335003450078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116126335003450078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116126335003450078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/after-so-long-i-finally-met-her-again.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116118040766234983</id><published>2006-10-18T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:12:35.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a day</title><content type='html'>Crap i realised that i had to retype everything cause watever i type wat deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today wen out shopping wit jian and leo. Thx guys for companying me.&lt;br /&gt;The polo shirt is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i decided not to retype everything but well i had fun tody and i am posted to the Army. Will be gg off on the 11 of jan man.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway cant wait for tmr =D&lt;br /&gt;ByeBye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116118040766234983?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116118040766234983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116118040766234983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116118040766234983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116118040766234983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/wat-day.html' title='Wat a day'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116118013267739097</id><published>2006-10-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T07:02:12.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/73480017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/73480017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my bro's in sch late at night!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;To bad there was nth else in the pic =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/PICT6488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/PICT6488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lovE Tis post! Well taken pic! Kudos to whoever took it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116118013267739097?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116118013267739097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116118013267739097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116118013267739097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116118013267739097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-pics.html' title='Some pics'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116105220574787945</id><published>2006-10-16T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:30:05.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>After so long, so long. I finally can try to make amends of my wrong and right everything. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it turns out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116105220574787945?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116105220574787945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116105220574787945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116105220574787945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116105220574787945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116100106133772085</id><published>2006-10-16T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T05:17:41.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it so hard</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder if ppl do appreciate the stuff i actually do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter, i'm jus a nobody Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 3.30 - mugging and i woke up at 8.30&lt;br /&gt;Edwin called me in the train tat lesson is at 12.30. Fuck man!&lt;br /&gt;But nvm as usaul he always comes up with great ideas to kill the time =D&lt;br /&gt;Y0u Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wit jian and we mug. Did lots of mugging and i fall aslp awhile. Had a gr8 talk with him and ya bro, u noe wat, lets not care abt them. I am jus sick of tired of evrything. Dan thx for ur concern anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA KUDOS TO ZIJIAN FOR DOING MY BLOG! It wash really needing a new look and here it is! I love guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bro thx for helping me think of great bdae present. I hope wat i'll get tis wed is perfect =D&lt;br /&gt; I'll do a longer post like wat he did for me and leo. In the meantime here's wat he tot of me and leo! &lt;a href="http://www.bitterlycold.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.bitterlycold.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116100106133772085?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116100106133772085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116100106133772085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116100106133772085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116100106133772085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/is-it-so-hard.html' title='Is it so hard'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116093080263962450</id><published>2006-10-15T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T09:46:42.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>My day was totally unexpected&lt;br /&gt;AT night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum called me at ard 7plus. Telling me and my family to get ready cause my uncle is passing away. Omg i was so fucking speechless. For ur info i am super close wit my mum's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my other uncle came to fetch us and we drove for 1hr trying to find Bubur Terigu for my uncle cause he wanted it. Ccb so hard to find. Wen to tpy to shop, both dun hav - sold out. Wen to adam road - closed, bukit merah aread - cant find. In the end we wen to united square, luckily hav! We were like, shit shit shit not much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reach gradma hse, he requested to see one of us seperatly and haiz he cried while talking to me and i also! Oh my, he ask for forgiveness and all. Crap man. You noe wat i dunwanna tok abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, uncle took lots of morphine we decided to go off. Then we had supper at newton and hahaahah it was so damn fun. We chat alot my other uncle family and mine. It was fun and i raelly love my family alot. At least that i dun hav to go thru unrequited love with them! hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck i think i need to go mug!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll drop by bishan tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116093080263962450?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116093080263962450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116093080263962450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116093080263962450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116093080263962450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116088966813844967</id><published>2006-10-14T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:21:08.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this in 1 of my secret stash while cleaning my room</title><content type='html'>Mum asked me to clean up my room cause it was in a mess. Now its damn neat. While gg thru my old sutff, yes those kinda stuff i ....... anyway i found a poem that i wrote which she will nvr ever get to read cause i'll nvr get the chance to let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus did not know what happen, i was jus not prepared for it&lt;br /&gt;I was totally dampen, what was it that i did&lt;br /&gt;I jus want to touch your face and say that everything will be ok&lt;br /&gt;That it could be saved and that it will all be ok&lt;br /&gt;I cant say goodbye, not now , not ever&lt;br /&gt;Cause without you, i cant surive now and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a chance? Is there something to hold onto&lt;br /&gt;Is there hope? That you'll come back?&lt;br /&gt;That you'll come lying beside me, holding my hands so tightly&lt;br /&gt;Whispering to my ear , saytihg that you'll nvr ever leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you, and i really dunno what to do&lt;br /&gt;I tried telling myself that i could make it, without you&lt;br /&gt;But you are still on my mind and in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;But i jus could'nt find myself in your heart anymore&lt;br /&gt;You decided to turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;And left me alone bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was not completed and i guess it will nvr be. I took my secret stash and put everything in it and i closed it in a manner that it could nvr be open again. At least i had one last look at everything. It was nice and sweet and certainly lovely.&lt;br /&gt;I guess u'll nvr ever get to read this but tis for u. Thx for everything u gave me a chance to know wat love is like.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116088966813844967?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116088966813844967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116088966813844967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116088966813844967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116088966813844967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-found-this-in-1-of-my-secret-stash.html' title='I found this in 1 of my secret stash while cleaning my room'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116083528274296190</id><published>2006-10-14T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:14:42.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never underestimate the power of your actions.&lt;br /&gt;With one small&lt;br /&gt;gesture you can change a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or for worse&lt;br /&gt;God puts us all&lt;br /&gt;in each other's lives to impact one another in&lt;br /&gt;some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble&lt;br /&gt;remembering how to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no beginning or end.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is mystery.&lt;br /&gt; Today is a gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always&lt;br /&gt;be based on a forgotten past&lt;br /&gt;you can't go forward in life until&lt;br /&gt;you let go of your past failures and heartaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the door of happiness closes, another opens&lt;br /&gt;but often times we look so long at the&lt;br /&gt;closed door that we don't see the one&lt;br /&gt;which has been opened for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily&lt;br /&gt;have the best of everything&lt;br /&gt;they just make the most of&lt;br /&gt;everything that comes along their way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These brings back lots of memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116083528274296190?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116083528274296190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116083528274296190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116083528274296190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116083528274296190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/never-underestimate-power-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116082545771217407</id><published>2006-10-14T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T04:30:57.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles</title><content type='html'>I dun believe in them anymore but i hope that can happen for me.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its nice to hav Dan and zijian and leo to hang out together.haha. Like a every sat thing.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun but fuck at the end of everything i had a very very very bad headache. Sry if i fell aslp while u all were talking.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am feeling kinda empty right now..Oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116082545771217407?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116082545771217407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116082545771217407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116082545771217407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116082545771217407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/miracles.html' title='Miracles'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116075158244825878</id><published>2006-10-13T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:59:42.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over</title><content type='html'>My JC life is finally offically over. How do i feel? I really dunno but i really dunno why i'm feeling so sad abt it cause there's something missing. But i jus cant place my finger on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i manage to leave this sch with nice pics taken with ppl who i can call frens and hav a gr8 time with. Thx. Oh and ya got to thank my bro for getting for me that disposable camera.&lt;br /&gt;Those are fonds memories i'll hav and take home with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb the first bdae bash we had. In fact it was actually mine. I rmb buying with them fake blood pill and did not tell weijie and sufyan abt it. When they started the bdae bash, i started bleeding and they started to panic. Was so damn funny. Then it was Rod's bdae and Tik's bdae and we really had so much fun playing with the foodstuff!. HEy it was my idea to start tis bash thingy!!!only edwin manage to escape but he was always the 2nd target in the toilet =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet near the Pe dptm at the 1st and 2nd floor and the toilet near the gym are places i'll nvr forget.&lt;br /&gt;The sch hall. Was also another great place. I rmb how scared shit we were. Hahahaha. Lucky i was having any block nose, if not we all wont be in sch anymore!!HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb gg back to sch on the day i had mc jus to hang ard with them. Then they wanted to leave sch but cant cause it wasnt 1.30 and we had to climb the sch gate. But then while we were climbing we got fucking caught by the police!! Hahahahahaha. but i had a fucking mc!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I loved Sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things change, alot! Slowly we drifted apart. Wat was the greatest grp was now nth. That's why jc life is the best and the worst. I found love in jc and then lose abt almost a yr later. Alot of stuff happen. Then things became worst due to some1 but nah, it was also my fault. Then wen i started to like some1 my life became more screwed up but tat's my feeling and no 1 can stop it. Then things all started to go real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's weird, i always say i hate this fucking sch and esp wat happen made ME hate it more but i got kinda bonded to it. The frens tat i made and love but only to lose some of them. the things we got into. The trouble we caused. Those are things which are special and so unique and so unlike other grp of ppl. Those are stuff that really made an impact in my jc life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm really no making sense here but i hope u all understand. Thx for everything k. Past present and future. I'll nvr forget my Jc life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Thx leo and jian for everything!&lt;br /&gt;5guysandamidget - though we are the past, i miss us alot. Sry things have to turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;Mel - i'm sure things will turn out ok and fine ya. I believe it will. Sry for all the problem and thx too. U take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rollercoaster ride. The best i ever had&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116075158244825878?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116075158244825878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116075158244825878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116075158244825878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116075158244825878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-over.html' title='Its over'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116063459693477241</id><published>2006-10-11T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:29:56.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time</title><content type='html'>Time to forget everything and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Start a new chapter in my life. No! Start a new book all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who vowed to fucking screw my life - Kudos to u guys man. U all did a superb job at it and not even a small trail was left behind. I salute u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hell i'm afraid to go near any female in sch. In fear that ppl might assume i am together with them. Fuck U. Omg if every1 were to think that way, i think i wld hav like tons of gf's esp in cjc. Yasmin that makes u my gf too! Woohoo. Fucking hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of these shit. TMR MY FUCK UP LIFE IS GONNA BE OVER MAN. At least i hav edwin,jian and leo to call frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCk sia i cant even concentrate, studying has nvr been that tough man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mel i am sry for the trouble tat i've cost u ok. Really did not mean it. I am sry if those fuck up's wanna say stuff. Its not true u and i noe it but i guess its affecting u bad. Things are not the same anymore i guess. I understand if u hate me right now. HEy guys congrats man! thx alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose next u wanna screw up in my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116063459693477241?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116063459693477241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116063459693477241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116063459693477241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116063459693477241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-time.html' title='Its time'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116057520184237622</id><published>2006-10-11T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T07:00:01.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one of those fuck up days</title><content type='html'>My day was fuck up. In sch esp. Ed thx for coming and keeping me occupied whole day. I wld hav seriously gotten myself into some trouble man. Was so fucking pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey leo happy belated birthday man. Sry if the celebration was pathetic. I waited till 7.10pm for u and zijian ! Omg !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the dinner and the GIANT EARTHQUAKE WAS NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Least we manage to make ur day fun and special =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116057520184237622?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116057520184237622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116057520184237622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116057520184237622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116057520184237622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-one-of-those-fuck-up-days.html' title='Another one of those fuck up days'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116047980812936824</id><published>2006-10-10T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T04:30:08.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven Written one in a long time</title><content type='html'>But it has to be a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things left undone&lt;br /&gt;So many thing i want&lt;br /&gt;But i'm leaving it all behind&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where i've tot 2 met frens for life&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 lose dem for a crime&lt;br /&gt;I did not do&lt;br /&gt;The place where i've found feelings once again&lt;br /&gt;But only to lose the chance wen it started to rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this place with a empty heart&lt;br /&gt;Which i used to have&lt;br /&gt;But only to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Wen that part of me left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islife all that dark and blue?&lt;br /&gt;Is lifenth but emptiness?&lt;br /&gt;I really hav no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need is some1 to hold me once again&lt;br /&gt;And whisper to me that everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;And hold my hand and lead 2 to the light&lt;br /&gt;That i've lost sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116047980812936824?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116047980812936824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116047980812936824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116047980812936824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116047980812936824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/haven-written-one-in-long-time.html' title='Haven Written one in a long time'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116039566731006488</id><published>2006-10-09T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T05:07:47.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammer</title><content type='html'>Spidey's hammer&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mel thx for the hammer ya. Appreciate it alot although it looks damn kiddish and embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;You noe how many ppl was starring at me wen i was letting the air out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like alot. Thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was actually ok. Time wen pass super fast. Did lots of work to.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tired but after sch hang out wit zijian and leo. Was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home not in time to break fast. Was abt 30mins late. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Gtg mug soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yasmin no need lend me tuesday with morrie the book alr. My bro gf lend me! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116039566731006488?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116039566731006488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116039566731006488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116039566731006488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116039566731006488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/hammer.html' title='Hammer'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116029686809500075</id><published>2006-10-08T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T01:41:08.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>I was studying and i fell aslp. Woke up no 1 was at home.&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly every1 wen out shopping and deicded not to bring me along cause i was slping!&lt;br /&gt;Its very considerate but!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need get new shirts. Oh well if my brother buy i can use his though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the haze seems to be getting better. Crap! Wanted it to reach 300 so tat i can dun go sch. But guess i hav to endure the shit for 1 more week. Its only a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116029686809500075?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116029686809500075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116029686809500075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116029686809500075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116029686809500075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116023704924766845</id><published>2006-10-07T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T09:04:09.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haze</title><content type='html'>The haze is really fuck up. My asthma coming back and been coughing again. Crap&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was a gd day&lt;br /&gt; Met up with dan at 11 at bugis and we mug at NLB until abt almost 4 then we slack ard. Hahaha he saw his VJC frens and omg the girl hug him. So damn girly man and i felt so fucking weird standing beside him and ppl tot we were like some gay couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we manage to sneak in so Mel no need teach me how alr! But show me how ur style of sneaking in. Mine was damn stupid and i had to spent 40cents cause i had to open the locker twice cause i forgot to take my ipod and calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for the company bro, anyway tmr hope u are coming over. Then met up wit brother at town and we made our way to grandma hse (dad side) and i jus got home. Damn tired but i saw my cousin . Ya she's cute. Jus like nadya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch the show stuck on u i think but then every2 was talking so loudly i can barely listen to wat they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be slping tonight.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116023704924766845?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116023704924766845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116023704924766845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116023704924766845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116023704924766845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze.html' title='Haze'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116014788652848753</id><published>2006-10-06T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T08:18:06.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pls get well soon</title><content type='html'>Its 11pm and i jus got home. Tmr gonna mug in the morning with dan - i'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Lantern festival today and played with lantern with my cousin and uncle and bro. Damn hazy man. Almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen to visit uncle and his condition is bad. Its sad to look at him like that. But....i guess i'll hav to learn to bear with it.I cant imagine how he feels man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven been bullied for a long time and this time my bullly is so much younger then me. Nadya is a bully! I wen to shop 5times for her. Omg! Damn tired! Grandma's mee soto is the best! Its the best i ever tasted!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enuf abt me.&lt;br /&gt;Hey u, pls do get better ok. I'm really worried for u. I really am.I hope things really get better and i hope u'll feel better soon. abt everything. I dunno how long u'll take but dun drag it for so long. I may not noe everything or u well but it seems to be affecting u badly.&lt;br /&gt;It may not matter to u or wat but i care, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah gonna hav a match later at midnite! I am gonna teach Leo frens a lesson man. Knn.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya i wen to NLB wit dan jus now and we fall aslp in the lib. Damn gay. Hope tmr we dun fall aslp again. So hopefully tmr there will be....=D&lt;br /&gt;Thx to him now i feel like starting my comic hobbies all over again. Argh mus stop. Mus save money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116014788652848753?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116014788652848753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116014788652848753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116014788652848753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116014788652848753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/pls-get-well-soon.html' title='Pls get well soon'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-116004899086668595</id><published>2006-10-05T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T04:49:50.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Sch been ok. But it sux to be alone most of the time. Only hav zijian. Thx alot bro! Thx for always keeping me company. Really appreciate alot. Its kinda hard being alone all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did a whole lot of study in sch. I am kinda brain dead now. Oh well at least tmr gonna go out! Sat also! This time i really hope the study thingy works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if she visits my blog but ytd she chatted with me and she seems to noe some stuff tat is gg on, which i nvr tell her. Weird. Anyway if u are reading tis, thx for the song. Its really nice and it was nice chatting wit u again after so long. I hope things goes well for u and all.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i maybe jus to paranoid. I think i am. Like wat jian always say "u think to much la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey sometimes i really cant help it man!&lt;br /&gt;My grandad came over. Its kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway think i'll jus end here, wanna keep tis short and maybe jus a little sweet. Econs test sux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: for ur info i do like bubu chacha and almond longan. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-116004899086668595?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/116004899086668595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=116004899086668595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116004899086668595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/116004899086668595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115985931855699317</id><published>2006-10-03T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:08:38.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ants</title><content type='html'>I jus finish reading a mail my mum send me abt ants eating ur brain and living in ur skull and causing u to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll copy and paste it here.&lt;br /&gt;A little boy died because surgeons found ants in his brain! Apparently thisboy had fell asleep with some sweets in his mouth Or with some sweet stuffbeside him. Ants soon got to him and some ants in fact crawled into his earwhich somehow managed to go to his brain. When he woke up, he did notrealize that ants had gone to his head. After that, he constantly complainsabout itchiness around his face. His mother brought him to see a doctor butthe doctor could not figure out what was wrong with him. He took an X-rayof the boy and to his horror, he found a group of live ants in his skull.Since the ants are still alive, the doctor could not operate on him becausethe ants are constantly moving about. The boy at last died.  So please becareful when leaving food stuff beside your bed or when eating in bed. Thismight attract ants. Most importantly, NEVER eat a sweet before going tobed. You might fall asleep and suffer same fate as the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why it worries me&lt;br /&gt;1) I like to bring food to my room and eat and drink infront of my computer or wen i'm reading&lt;br /&gt;2)There seem to be some ants in my room&lt;br /&gt;3)I've have been bad headaches for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if next time i did not appear in sch for sometimes or i've not contacted u all for a long time. U noe wat happen. I shall stop eating in my room from today onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115985931855699317?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115985931855699317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115985931855699317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115985931855699317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115985931855699317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/ants.html' title='Ants'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115984492153574388</id><published>2006-10-02T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:08:41.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm suppose to be in sch</title><content type='html'>Haha&lt;br /&gt;Yup,i'm suppose to be in sch but i pon! and its almost 11 and i jus woke up! Shit i better do some studying soon. Dun wanna waste my day.Slp was great. It rain heavily and i decided to enjoy the peaceful and cooling rain resulting me in waking up 2hrs later.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey u! Take Good care of urself ok! A'levels coming alr! I sms my teacher tat i was sick and she gave me an advice "take more vitamin c" hahaha u shld also do tat ok! Hope u are feeling better from everything =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was kinda fun, zijian and leonard met up with danial. ahahaha. We studied for 2.5hrs and played for 3.5 hrs. I think its productive.hahaha. Dan u were super early la. Oh and we saw tis young couple making out in the libary. yes in the libary!!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking fast was damn weird. We broke fast by the side of the road. Everywhere was super crowded man. And i only had 1 burger and now i'm feeling the effects!!&lt;br /&gt;Argh!! 8hrs more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway had a weird dream,weijie was nice. haaha. Miss all the lame jokes and the dirty chat with him. Oh well =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115984492153574388?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115984492153574388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115984492153574388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115984492153574388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115984492153574388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-suppose-to-be-in-sch.html' title='I&apos;m suppose to be in sch'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115969605881102114</id><published>2006-10-01T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:47:38.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>Having a fucking headache. Tried to mug but cant even do some chem qns. Fuck it man. Maybe later will be better. Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey anonymous. Really got no idea who u are but i hav a hunch i noe who u are but den again maybe i got it wrong cause the way u type, the nice part is weird. So maybe my hunch is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway wen i help others i obviously dun expect anything in return that is why its called help and doing a favour or anything. Maybe i expect them not to turn against me or watever, Maybe tat is asking to much? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not every1 wans to be help. U can try so much but it will nvr get thru cause the other party dunwan to be help or get help from u or i dunno wat. Having a fucking headache now. Cant think properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll jus help those who ask my help or need my help or watever. Its no point doing and goin the extra mile wen no1  cares or appreciate it right? Correct me if i am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway are u some1 i noe? I hav had very bad experiences with anonymous so i hope u dun mind me probing on ur identity. Got into a fight in sch once cause of anonymous and was in trouble. Hahaha hopee u understand me being weary now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go buy grocery for mum for breaking fast. Hope to read ur reply .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115969605881102114?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115969605881102114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115969605881102114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115969605881102114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115969605881102114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/10/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115962290059847990</id><published>2006-09-30T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T06:28:20.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Had a chat with my uncle</title><content type='html'>He was super fierce but what he said did made sense.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously he did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is not the time to get distracted of whatever that is happening ard me.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not now.&lt;br /&gt;Stop following others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it maybe ppl's fault, stop blaming. Why did i let it happen? Its my fault. Firstly like wat he said, i choose the wrong kind of ppl to mix with and in the end its my downfall. Is it their fault? no mine cause i choose it to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For trusting and believing those who i shld not. Life suck and i aint gonna jus sit down here and sulk tat is does. Make the best out of the fucking situation. No one in this world gonna help u wen u are really in deep shit, only ur family but not those who u call frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while i've been doing things to pls others, help others, be there for them or whatever, u name it. Fuck and in the end i guess this bullshit and crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to think for myself for once. No one is gonna live my life, its me. If i fail i suffer, not them. If i do well then i enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115962290059847990?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115962290059847990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115962290059847990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115962290059847990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115962290059847990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-chat-with-my-uncle.html' title='.Had a chat with my uncle'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115961229317720221</id><published>2006-09-30T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T03:31:33.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead</title><content type='html'>Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for only 6hrs. Woke up at 9 and then met up wit zijian to mug. I think we did mug alot although we spend half the time talking and laughin! Eat infront of me! Bugger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played arcade. Left at abt almost 3.&lt;br /&gt;Went to danial hse and stayed there for only like 15mins and he cant stop being irritating!&lt;br /&gt;Met up with bro and he bought a fucking new guitar! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;2200BUCKS AND I GOT MY FENDER!!!! OMG I FINALLY GOT A FENDER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nadya family coming over for buka!! woohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway shld i ask or shld i not ask?&lt;br /&gt;Morale low alr.LoL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115961229317720221?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115961229317720221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115961229317720221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115961229317720221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115961229317720221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/dead.html' title='Dead'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115954214701037564</id><published>2006-09-29T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:02:27.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 10.50pm</title><content type='html'>And i jus got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are getting from bad to worst. But Dan thx for meeting up wit me today. Thx for listening to everything i had to say and it was nice to have some1 who understand how it feels man. Owe u one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Fuck!! U really suck at DOTA now! Omg!! U wasted my 6bucks!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well its fun though. I really tot my finger was gone man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting out of control. I am starting to lose more ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I am scared actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even....&lt;br /&gt;argh forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shld jus slp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115954214701037564?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115954214701037564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115954214701037564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115954214701037564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115954214701037564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-1050pm.html' title='Its 10.50pm'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115936309971681372</id><published>2006-09-27T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T06:18:19.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will tis work?</title><content type='html'>Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does brooding,sulking helps?&lt;br /&gt;Can it buy u pity and all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm if it does i wanna try eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl do it and got it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115936309971681372?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115936309971681372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115936309971681372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115936309971681372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115936309971681372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/will-tis-work.html' title='Will tis work?'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115932450005244085</id><published>2006-09-26T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:35:00.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of MC</title><content type='html'>I really really wanted to go to sch today. But then i was still feeling like shit wen i woke up at 6am so i told dad tat i need the much deserve rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsLim sms me in the morning wen i was slping! Thx for waking me up!&lt;br /&gt;Its 10.24am, suppose to be having chem lecture right now. Dunno if i shld meet up with dan later, dun think i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the whole fray album and the songs are nice. Better then i expected. I think i really need to get from the house, i'm like getting damn bored and lonely here! So tmr i shall go to sch and i'll attend mona ASP.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i dun seem to hav much to blog abt,hmm weird. Then i guess i'll get back to mugging den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more thing, u all shld go watch the show story of love on channel 5 every tuesday at 10pm. Its a great and meaningful show. Not those typical mushy lovely love story. Its totally different. Nice. Highly recommended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115932450005244085?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115932450005244085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115932450005244085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115932450005244085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115932450005244085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-day-of-mc.html' title='Last day of MC'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115926350623151552</id><published>2006-09-26T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T02:38:26.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here i am again</title><content type='html'>Was doing some chem paper 3 wen i decided to look at all the pics in my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i felt the emptiness again. How things change so much in the past few months or shld i say since last yr?&lt;br /&gt;Well since i hav no1 to talk it to, i guess i'll jus pen down my tots here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change so much for this past 2 yrs of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I use to be able to take a nice family photo, how i could not wait for hari raya but now, everything changes. Somehow i jus wish hari raya wld nvr come. This yr there wont be any family pic.&lt;br /&gt;Cus in prison, Grandad is gone(not dead) but gone, uncle passing away. But at least there is an addition to the family. But its sad that his first hari raya will not be a nice one. I'm sry abt tis johan. Hopefully wen u grow up, wen we are all older things will be so much better. But like wat mum said "things are only gonna get worst. u hav to be strong". I love my mum. not gonna let her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was looking at some sec sch pics  i took. How happy life was and how ez sch was!!hahaha. It was so ez to get straight A's then. Its sad cause i regret losing contact with them. Still rmb jiewei pallani and peipei they all at the back of the class laughing our ass off and not ccaring abt maths or some other fucking lessons. Those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the pics i took in first 3 mths with my superb class and my ODAC!!&lt;br /&gt;Back then i stil had a class and it was nice to belong to somewhere. I was the only malay there as usual and my class treat me so gd! I was like the small brother there! still rmb valentine day, i nvr gotten so much gifts from girls b4! one even made a pillow with my name on it. How sweet. I got them nth but hey! i played soccer for the class and me and tyrik won for them! At least tyrik still contact me and we do hang out once in awhile. Hard to find pals like him.&lt;br /&gt;Odac was like family. I nvr felt so happy b4 wen i was with them. Ok maybe its because Viona was there.hahaha.Wen i was there, i aint being proud but i was the fav j1 there. My J2'S and Mr Lim always put me on the gd team for any competition. Ok maybe 2 competition.ahaha. But back then i was the fittest and it felt so damn gd. Being the best in climbing and running. But that was back den. I still rmb how my senior always talk for me or help me wenever i got into trouble in sch or in odac. I nvr forget winning my very first national medal. It felt so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay class was also fun! Yasmin!! there was where i met u!! hahaah omg tis feels so gay! but i can safely say she is one of the few ppl i can call a gd and true fren. Its weird huh. And she tot i was dumb and retarded cause i used foolscap paper to wipe the blood on my knee wen i fell. I DID TAT CAUSE U HAD NO TISSUE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was so fun then, it was always soccer and running for me. I rmb my bag was super light cause it only had 2 extra shirt,one towel and waterbottle and my pencil case and papers.&lt;br /&gt;Expedition was superb. It had one of the greatest impact on my life. I rmb every1 there helpiing me learn a chinese song cause i was the only malay there and making me stand in front of EVERYONE AND SING TO THEM THE CHINESE SONG CALLED LIAG HUA HI DUO DUO (dunno how to spell) hey i can still rmb the lyrics eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now me and my odac frens are jus hi bye frens. How things has change so much huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the lovelly pics of me and her. I really dunno what wen wrong but let tat be all in the past. We were one but now we are like 2 strangers. I rmb the other day wen we jus walk pass each other like strangers. I still rmb how it felt to........but tat was all in the past. I've alr move on but i got to say, tat was one of the best moment in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In yjc i met my buddies i wld say. Tik and me were like best of frens, we would go on comic spree every month and jus hang out every weekend. Now we dun even look or talk with one another. I dunno wat happen.&lt;br /&gt;Sufyan and weijie was like a brother to me. Things change and they choose to believe a bitch who farking spread stuff abt me  They choose to believe it. and now they hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew is also gone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with edwin who is not there most of the time and he has problem of his own.&lt;br /&gt;5guysandamidget was so close, now we are 5 seperate ppl and a midget. Things change so much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure by now those raeding wld fall aslp alr.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I den look at the track pics we use to take. It was the closest i had to odac and it was gd. But only for awhile. Every1 gone their seperate ways. The dinner was great though. Mr sara rocks. Oh and he ask me out for a coffee, ahahaha! Sry cher! now fasting period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then i saw the pics i took recently! Guess tat happinese was only short term. Things change too i guess. But no matter how hard i tried my feelings still cant go away! argh!! How i wish i cld take more of tat pics. but those are only dreams and hope. nvr felt tis way for a long time. The last time was wen i met viona.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the last pic i saw was dan and his gf. How he and stacey look so gd together! Hahaha den i rmb the naughty stuff he told me he did wit her.hahahahaha. But now he and her are jus frens.&lt;br /&gt;Well dan things change man. And i guess we hav to change wit time to. Oh and we nvr had a pic taken together man! Maybe one day we can get a grp pic or something. If its only the 2 of us, it wld seeemmm very very weird.Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess i'll jus stop here b4 i get to emo!haha. But those stuff above are true. and life seem so empty now. Maybe the rainbow will come soon.&lt;br /&gt; OK TIME FOR CHEM AGAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115926350623151552?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115926350623151552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115926350623151552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115926350623151552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115926350623151552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-i-am-again_26.html' title='Here i am again'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29054443.post-115924651664622940</id><published>2006-09-25T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:55:16.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever Flu Fucked</title><content type='html'>Yes that's wat i am having right now&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus got back from the Doc and got myself a two days MC. but i still wanna fast man. Dun care!&lt;br /&gt;Cant stop coughing. Woke up dunno how many countless in the middle of the night. Had a fuck up dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doc said that i look stress,disturbed and like got lots of problems.Hahaha. I did not noe doctors can read feelings,emotions and mind TOO. Pro!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum tok to me and it was nice. She is not working cause she also is sick. Apparantly i got ill from her. Damn i really got to start working out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to do some study in the morning. Wanted to play a game or two but mum's at home. That will be abit of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and its so hard to ask her out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Dan will be free on friday, wait then again he is free everyday. Ask me to meet up with him today but i cant man. Maybe tmr i'll make use of my MC and meet up with u somewhere. Go mug chem together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway think i'll get back to My hydrocarbons and electrolysis. Maybe do abit of Asexual reproduction later LoL and if i'm lucky i'll get to Keynes theory later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS!!! THOSE WHO HAVE NICE SONGS PLS SEND ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115924651664622940?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115924651664622940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115924651664622940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115924651664622940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115924651664622940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/fever-flu-fucked.html' title='Fever Flu Fucked'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115918587101359731</id><published>2006-09-25T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T05:04:31.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody knows</title><content type='html'>Title has no link whatsoever to watever i am gonna blog. Jus some random shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was alright i suppose. Bio tcher cried in the LT and left off. Hmm was feeling totally shit in GP lesson. cause i am having a fever, cough,flu and my throat hurts. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still fasting though. Woohoo can save like lots of cash.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the other day wen to mosque with dan and the "ustaz" said we had to not only fast from food but also our eyes,hands and mouth from doing bad stuff. Shit man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried today and i think i only said vulgarities for less then 12 times! Tat is a huge achievement for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway jus had a retarded conversation with danial on the hp. He was so excited wen he bought his pre-paid card cause it has free-incoming call. He is so retarded. Anyway if u are seeing this in ur sch lib, lets meet up again on sat? I wanna break fast at bishan food junction. the fried rice there is nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway gtg. Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115918587101359731?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115918587101359731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115918587101359731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115918587101359731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115918587101359731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/nobody-knows.html' title='Nobody knows'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115909886300674699</id><published>2006-09-24T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T04:54:23.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been blogging alot</title><content type='html'>Well i've been blogging alot cause i realise that here is the only place where i can "pen" down my tots. Dun really hav any1 to talk to,to pour out to other then Daniel. Oh well he jus wen home to break fast there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was nice having him here, like a brother man. Anyway the weekend was nice! Really had a heart to heart talk with him. He sharing me his prob and vice versa. I realise that i rather hav 1 friend who is like a family to me rather then have 10 other normal frens who hardly give a shit abt u and rather let u die then to save u. Like those in my fucking sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those out there having lots of prob, u noe who i'm referring to, dan u included. Before u can see the rainbow at the end of the road, u'll hav to endure the rain and thuderstorm. Before u can enjoy the beautiful rose,u'll hav to climb the fucking thorns. These may all sound cliche but everything tat is bad will always come to an end and only gd will be waiting. I've decided to wait, for watever it is. Gd or bad it will turn out i dunno. but i noe tat the gd will come, soon enuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after gg thru this fuck up times, we'll all becum a more grown up and mature ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hey U! if u need to talk to some1 abt ur prob or if u need some1 to trash it on to!!! I can be tat person!! i'm looking forward to sch again! well except for gg to my fuck up class. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i'm hungry again. Better stock up for tmr. i dunwan end up like a stick insect although there are some who say i am. I'M NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivermaya is a nice band but omg its from either the thailand or phillipine. wtf right. LoL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115909886300674699?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115909886300674699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115909886300674699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115909886300674699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115909886300674699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/been-blogging-alot.html' title='Been blogging alot'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115908571755299563</id><published>2006-09-24T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:15:17.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You'''be safe here</title><content type='html'>Omg i love this song man,&lt;br /&gt;Listening to it with dan and trying to learn it now!&lt;br /&gt;hahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept again at woke up at 3pm! LoL I told mel tat she will wake up at noon and she said she will wake up later. In the end i was the one who woke up at 3pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun having dan over at my place. Really nice. heng, wen i woke up my pants was still with me man. That bugger was fraeking snoring the whole night! WANTED TO STUFF MY PILLOW IN HIS MOUTH!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hey, i did not mean it wen i said i dun look forward to seeing u anymore. i was jus afraid of the awkwardness. That's all. After ytd i realise lots of stuff. i wen to sch on sat not to study actually....hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sry for everything. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not hungry.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115908571755299563?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115908571755299563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115908571755299563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115908571755299563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115908571755299563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/yoube-safe-here.html' title='You&apos;&apos;&apos;be safe here'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115902676538224328</id><published>2006-09-23T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:52:45.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAN IS HERE BESIDE ME!</title><content type='html'>Today i hav a guess writer.&lt;br /&gt;His name is Dan the man&lt;br /&gt;So here he is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one general advice for all bloggers. pls pls pls dun blog when u are feeling emo or feeling like khai right now. yes RIGHT NOW. so as a good friend i am relieveing him of his blogging duty by making him jerk off to star wars porn as he is feeling very very emo right now. so CANNOT BLOG. but seriously all his past posts make me sick. i mean why cry and cry and cry over something!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cum alr...stupid boy...so fast..so lousy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i had my fun.. yay now my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG DAN IS A BASTARD. HE IS SLPING OVER AND I HOPE HE DUN GO OVER MY PANTS AT NIGHT.....FARK I THINK I NEED TO GET A CHAIN OR A LOCK TO LOCK MY FUCKING PANTS. SCARY SHIT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115902676538224328?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115902676538224328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115902676538224328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115902676538224328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115902676538224328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/dan-is-here-beside-me.html' title='DAN IS HERE BESIDE ME!'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115893335859572799</id><published>2006-09-22T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T06:55:59.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK UP DAY NUMBER 2. MORE TO COME</title><content type='html'>Dunno how long more this gonna go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning with a fucking headache. My body felt hot. I did not want to go to sch but i jus wanted to. Dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya here's a gr8 start to a gr8 day.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bus&lt;br /&gt;I tot i was gg to be late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm at least i get my daily dosage of crap and bullshit from sunesh and gang. At least i hav something to look forward to - 10mins of pure laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen to class. Ms Lim came to me with this aura around her. Somehow giving me this feeling that i am in deep shit for something that i cant remember doing.&lt;br /&gt;She came to me and said "where were u ytd!" I WAS SICK U BITCH! FUCKING DUMBASS!&lt;br /&gt;"I wan a mc" "Why didnt u attend econs lecture?" "I WAS SICK!" some ppl jus dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's her problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she start scolding me again. Cause of my friend. FUCK U BITCH! ITS NOT MY FUCKING FAULT RIGHT AND THERE U ARE BLAMING ME AND VENTING UR ANGER AND FRUSTRATION ON ME! FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;i am really getting sick of this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she burst out from the class fuming mad or crying i dunno. Every1 look at me as if i did something wrong. Fuck It. Thx for making my day even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some work but jus could not concentrate so i left off. Jus walking alone until i decided to find edwin. Wanted to go lib but i dunno why but i jus did not wan2 bump into her. I use to look forward to it. Now i dunno anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mona at least made my life easier. Although i hate her. Thx. I am sincere.&lt;br /&gt;It started raining - meaning my journey to the mosque later would be....Haiz&lt;br /&gt;Dunno wat else could go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm i met up with yasmin cause i wanted her to cheer me up. HAahahaha!! U did a gr8 job! thx!!&lt;br /&gt;She wanted me to company her repair her Hp. den on the way there she sms me "I forgot to bring my hp" WTH RIGHT!! I STARETED LAUGHING LIKE MAD AND PPL ALL STARTED TO STARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i say so many of my cjc frens. Ian and Alvin. Yishun. Zun Chen. SueJeann. It was nice. Esp my odac senoirs. Talking to dem make me realise tat there are ppl who care. Even though i was there for only 3mths. Haiz. If only.&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping i saw her....but oh well. Guess i'll nvr see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outing was fun and funny! But then reality came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year hari raya would be so diff. Its jus celebrating for the sake of celebrating. I dunno why the fuck mus this happen to me now. All of this. I also shld hav not fallen again. The second time i really felt strongly. But....oh well. FUCK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why there are ppl who are happy, who are successfull? Because they dun give a fuck abt those ard them. They fucking care for themselves only. My brother did tat and he is doing well although now his gf is like holding a grudge against him. At least he has some1 to care for. Dun lost it fucker, treat ur gf nice! let me teach u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i've decided. FUCK everybody else. Like wat yasmin said. ppl are evil, they are only out there to hurt others. So u noe wat. Dun expect that same old khai anymore. If others can do it. So can i. The hurting stops wen u stop caring. To bad. That's life. i learn it thru the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115893335859572799?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115893335859572799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115893335859572799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115893335859572799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115893335859572799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuck-up-day-number-2-more-to-come.html' title='FUCK UP DAY NUMBER 2. MORE TO COME'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115881052925188905</id><published>2006-09-20T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:48:49.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck is wrong</title><content type='html'>I jus threw away my chances (assuming that i had some little chance) out of the fucking window.&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking pissing off everyone around me and even myself.What the fuck is going on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld hav not send those fucking sms. But i jus had to let it out. I guess its over man. Whatever it was. I am really an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am in my room on a sch day having a fuckin fever and a fucking flu which certainly is not making any thing better. Feeling damn lousy,stupid and full of regret. What shld i do now? I got no idea man. Fuck cant even contact Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u noe i had a nice dream. But i guess now, anything nice for me is only a dream. That's my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i go shoot myself now. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115881052925188905?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115881052925188905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115881052925188905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115881052925188905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115881052925188905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-fuck-is-wrong.html' title='What the fuck is wrong'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115847554897371052</id><published>2006-09-16T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:45:48.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is Enough</title><content type='html'>Fuck everyone&lt;br /&gt;Fuck everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun care anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wont care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat i wan2 do now i my own fucking problem man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bitch u can go ard telling ppl whatever u wan man. I dun fucking care anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause wen u care u get hurt so dun fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115847554897371052?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115847554897371052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115847554897371052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115847554897371052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115847554897371052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is Enough'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115814371222559419</id><published>2006-09-13T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T03:35:12.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere the pain has to stop - Terry Fox</title><content type='html'>Hmm so here begins my fark up days in sch. Guess i[ll hav to bear with it for another 24 more days. I dun bother telling other ppl the truth oh whatever it is i shld do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U noe wat, go ahead. I dun care.&lt;br /&gt;Like wat edwin says "karma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But next time pls clarify b4 gg ard telling ppl stuff. Its not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i hope u are feeling much better from whatever it is that is bothering u.&lt;br /&gt;Smile more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL he wrote this testimonial for andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/17272613"&gt;Lee&lt;/a&gt;  10/9/2006&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i wanted to tell u a huge conspiracy. You'll be shocked by the malicious friends we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115814371222559419?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115814371222559419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115814371222559419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115814371222559419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115814371222559419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/somewhere-pain-has-to-stop-terry-fox.html' title='Somewhere the pain has to stop - Terry Fox'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115805682575402888</id><published>2006-09-12T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T03:27:05.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazed and Confuesed</title><content type='html'>Yes i am dazed and confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get that title from Led Zeppelin album although they do hav that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway wooooo i nvr had a tense bus ride b4 man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost pee in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway am feeling damn freaking piss right now. Haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey grow up man, 18 yrs old alr. Not 8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115805682575402888?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115805682575402888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115805682575402888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115805682575402888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115805682575402888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/dazed-and-confuesed.html' title='Dazed and Confuesed'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115768096617660750</id><published>2006-09-07T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T19:02:46.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke on the water</title><content type='html'>That is the song my dad is blasting in the living room right now.&lt;br /&gt;LoL seems like every1 in my family is turning into rockers, EXCEPT FOR MUM tat is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i feel happy right now but i am still very very confuse&lt;br /&gt;I am really willing to wait but how does the other party feel, tat i am really not to sure.&lt;br /&gt;I tried cracking my head but i still dunno&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am to retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Ya tat must be the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think i am gonna be late, jian if u are reading this, now u knoe why i am late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;Replacement,that is something u are certainly not. I can only say it but its up to u to believe me.&lt;br /&gt;And i noe tat maybe right now i am one, but i hope it wont stay like tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily not many ppl visit my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok woah tat was the other side of my after a long long time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creed was in my dream man! WTF RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha - was playing with mark tremoni on stage!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till after A's den!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe iron maiden is the best heavy metal band up to date.&lt;br /&gt;18 albums - can u dig tat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115768096617660750?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115768096617660750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115768096617660750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115768096617660750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115768096617660750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/smoke-on-water_07.html' title='Smoke on the water'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115768051749378983</id><published>2006-09-07T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T18:55:17.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke on the water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115768051749378983?l=khaistories.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-29054443.post-115747431372273788</id><published>2006-09-05T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:38:33.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am brain dead</title><content type='html'>I studied with dan from 12 till 11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all the way, wen tpy and slack here and there&lt;br /&gt;but i am brain dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr watching movie and i am still awake.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya dan miss his last bus&lt;br /&gt;dunno how he is gg home&lt;br /&gt;he is a stubborn mf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin says she is a gd girl in sch&lt;br /&gt;i think she is not&lt;br /&gt;she is lying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115747431372273788?l=khaistories.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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29054443.post-115738894731841930</id><published>2006-09-04T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T09:55:47.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols is here</title><content type='html'>Ok so my muggggginggg session starts&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo and Jian and me played dota wit rod and sean and pacs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mus change our character alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i told jian and leo something!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dun jinx it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115738894731841930?l=khaistories.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-29054443.post-115721877698451484</id><published>2006-09-02T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:39:36.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traumatise</title><content type='html'>I jus listen to a very weird recording&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro gave me 100bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus form a dota clan wit jian and poon and one ger whom i've not been introduced to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna mug later till i fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is now on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was gr8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin almost drive me mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johan was crying in the car on the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 ppl squeeze into a car&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115721877698451484?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115721877698451484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115721877698451484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115721877698451484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115721877698451484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/traumatise.html' title='Traumatise'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115717426097475772</id><published>2006-09-01T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:17:40.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A post cause some1 still visits!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK to the very stinky one.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a post cause u still visit my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;U better be honoured.&lt;br /&gt;LoL, it was actually almost dead but u revive it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Enuf alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week tis time i think we were still walking ard tryin to find a place to eat. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm where do i begin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's giss of wat wen on since i last blog.&lt;br /&gt;I  became a private investigator for a day with my bro to only realise tat we've wasted our whole day cause we were at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan had abrasion ard his tiny manhood while following me shop for bdae gifts for some1(yes someone!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mastering my smoke on the water solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the owner of iron maiden's latest album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodney love pink so we bought pink stuff on his bdae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and dan had a romantic walk in the rain, he shop for a tchers day gift but i bought a mug not for a teacher. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poon and zijian and me dota-ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play soccer with my old old old frens, they said i am a gd player =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viona talk to me online after a long long long long long long long long long long long long long time. Could not stop emphasising on the word LONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "hey how's life is a retarded qns"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to home by buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very very broke. i hope my brother gets his pay soon, if not i'll be eating dust in my room soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful lovely ipod is gone. Cause a black mf lost it. I dun care, he better pay me back some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian and poon and me played a trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed finally found my secret love - RedBull&lt;br /&gt;And he fall in love wit it 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin spoil her hp. Muwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to watch show on Monday!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tat's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115717426097475772?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115717426097475772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115717426097475772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115717426097475772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115717426097475772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-cause-some1-still-visits.html' title='A post cause some1 still visits!!!!'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115599682843342083</id><published>2006-08-19T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T07:13:48.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No idea wat to put here</title><content type='html'>Things at home getting more hectic. Not hectic as in bz but more problem are starting to arise or shld i say problems tat is surfacing because the "ground has worn out " alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents are getting a divorce. Yes my grandparents, not my parents ok.&lt;br /&gt;I think my grandad is a really fucker. and i think he shld really get it from some1 man, i dun mind being that person. Go up to his face one day and shout fuck off and give him a punch&lt;br /&gt; then i'll walk away. Doubt he can do anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan2 get down to details on wat he did but my grandma deserve some1 so much better man. i mean it. lots lots lots lots better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know wen u get married with some1. The courtship shld not jus stop there. U shld always keep it going so that the relationship wont go stale,boring. u shld not go find other means of satisfaction such as having an affair,  getting blowjobs or paid sex to get excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U shld always keep the candle burning bright, it may flicker once in awhile but nvr let it die off.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll go kill him now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115599682843342083?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115599682843342083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115599682843342083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115599682843342083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115599682843342083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-idea-wat-to-put-here.html' title='No idea wat to put here'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115588850956082428</id><published>2006-08-18T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T01:08:29.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Eyes Blue</title><content type='html'>I thought that you'd be loving me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were the one who'd stay forever&lt;br /&gt;But now forever's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still here alone.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were only playing,&lt;br /&gt;You were only playing with my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting for the tears to start.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who put the clouds around me&lt;br /&gt;It was you who made the tears fall down.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who broke my heart in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;It was you,&lt;br /&gt;it was you who made my blue eyes blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I'd be all you need.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I thought I saw my heaven.&lt;br /&gt;And now my heaven's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you had me believing,&lt;br /&gt;You had me believing in a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I couldn't see it,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I couldn't see it till I saw goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were only playing&lt;br /&gt;You were only playing with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I was never waiting for the tears to start.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who put the clouds around me.&lt;br /&gt;It was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I never should have trusted you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115588850956082428?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115588850956082428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115588850956082428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115588850956082428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115588850956082428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/08/blue-eyes-blue.html' title='Blue Eyes Blue'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115535863620946004</id><published>2006-08-11T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:57:16.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Songs Jamming</title><content type='html'>I think i'm becoming into a nocturnal creature soon. Been slping at ard 3am and waking up at 11.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ytd was fun&lt;br /&gt;Met up wit weijie mel rach and sufy and we jam&lt;br /&gt;Weijie bass is gr8&lt;br /&gt;Rach voice is nice. LoL I've been saying tat like lots of time&lt;br /&gt;Mel drum is gr8 to&lt;br /&gt;Played for 1.30hrs&lt;br /&gt;Tribute to red hot chilli peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat i wen to granny hse and we all wen to watch fireworks but ya in the car.LoL&lt;br /&gt;Then had ice cream at ben and jerry and we got stuck in a jam on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most prolly will be gg again today.&lt;br /&gt;Hey dan the other day at my place rmb the bet, i think i dun dare.&lt;br /&gt;This time if i do, my balls will drop and nvr ever come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115535863620946004?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115535863620946004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115535863620946004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115535863620946004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115535863620946004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/08/music-songs-jamming_11.html' title='Music Songs Jamming'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115535840911104642</id><published>2006-08-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:53:29.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Songs Jamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115535840911104642?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115535840911104642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115535840911104642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115535840911104642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115535840911104642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/08/music-songs-jamming.html' title='Music Songs Jamming'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115505500106830907</id><published>2006-08-08T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T09:36:41.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a proper one</title><content type='html'>Yes a proper one finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok life hasnt been like a rainbow for me&lt;br /&gt;Frenship gone wrong man. Dunno wat's happening to him.&lt;br /&gt;U dun hav to seek to isolation cause u broke up with ur ger. Its jus damn stupid&lt;br /&gt;And to be angry with me for joining track. That is even more stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, 5guysandamidget - gone. At least it was longer then a year huh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway me mel weijie sufy and rach gonna perform in sch most prob on tchers day.&lt;br /&gt;I jus hope i dun screw up or else the muscle man gonna let me taste his lean meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nat day, had track and field and wooohooo RODNEY GOT FIRST!! FIRST HOUSE OVERALL!!! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Trackers rock!! Had lunch with them and chit chat awhile. Met up with inlay and we chat awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Wen home and slp and i jus got back from a movie wit bro. See no evil is a must watch show for all those who love brutal and gruesome stuff. LoL. I strongly recommend u all =D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway cant wait for the chalet then we gonna hav. I'll ensure a gay time for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i dunno what i am feeling. I know its not right but i jus cant help it. Like wat edwin always tell me. Follow ur feelings. Dun deny them. and i use to say to him "bullshit, STFU"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. But now i jus dunno. argh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm gonna stay up late tonite. Watch another movie later but at home and then mug till maybe 4 or 5. Dan say he wanna come over tmr. but i think he'll prolly end up waking up at 4pm. So ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, i feel gd at the other hand, cause i think i am totally over viona. U wanna noe y? Ask me?! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115505500106830907?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115505500106830907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115505500106830907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115505500106830907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115505500106830907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/08/heres-proper-one.html' title='Here&apos;s a proper one'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115503114744777971</id><published>2006-08-08T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T02:59:07.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been M.I.A</title><content type='html'>Well i've been missing for quite sometime!&lt;br /&gt;Well lots has happen&lt;br /&gt;Will blog more tonight&lt;br /&gt;For now i jus wan2 say tat some1 jus called me joekim!Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm feeling fark up right now&lt;br /&gt;cause i am feeling something that i noe i shuld not&lt;br /&gt;cause its jus wrong..&lt;br /&gt;but i cant stop the feeling i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll jus shoot myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115503114744777971?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115503114744777971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115503114744777971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115503114744777971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115503114744777971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/08/been-mia.html' title='Been M.I.A'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115409614989433224</id><published>2006-07-28T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:15:49.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Well</title><content type='html'>Dunwan to blog now&lt;br /&gt;If i do&lt;br /&gt;i'll be swearing at an idiot&lt;br /&gt;But nope&lt;br /&gt;Forget it&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps&lt;br /&gt;Thx though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115409614989433224?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115409614989433224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115409614989433224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115409614989433224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115409614989433224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-well.html' title='Oh Well'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115373086710807281</id><published>2006-07-24T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T01:47:47.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Track dinner</title><content type='html'>The long awaited track dinner finally arrived!&lt;br /&gt;Last minute scott said he cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;Marina say she will be coming at 7pm&lt;br /&gt;shafa and leonard wld also be late&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;great start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway zijian was the earliest followed by me and slowly sean pat and ec came.&lt;br /&gt;Made our way to the foodcourt but LoL i forgot how to go there and so we ended up walking ard for abt 15mins finding the place and i finally decided to consult my dad for the directions. And yes we finally arive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a perfect spot and quicly sat down to reserve it. We waited for abt 1.30hrs b4 ordering the food.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha the food was ok but had lots of laughter. Me and jian kept laughing.hahaha.Shafa was piss cause of something.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Pat was also having a gd time i think.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sara came and of all the days he had to choose today to be a vegetarian!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, we got him some food and it was kinda bad but i was really trying to find vegetarian food! He gave pat 30bucks to buy more food but we gave him back.haha&lt;br /&gt;Wat gd trackers man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner all the gers left and we guys had a nice adventure led by our non other coach mr sara. Yes we walk from newton to somerset. Thru some weird dark alley. Leo became scared but he ask us to explore the run down buildings.Ironic.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home almost 11.&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up at 5.30am in the morning for mizuno run - 10km...&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it&lt;br /&gt;i wen home ate maggie mee btw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115373086710807281?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115373086710807281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115373086710807281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115373086710807281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115373086710807281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/track-dinner.html' title='Track dinner'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115321120370217934</id><published>2006-07-18T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T01:26:43.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weijie's bdae pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally he lend me his memory card and i finally manage to post the pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed and me! PS: i look damn tired cause i was from a killler traning =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and me! Sry bro u cant tempt me to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where's ROd???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here he is! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A grp pic to end it all. What a gr8 day =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115321120370217934?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115321120370217934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115321120370217934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115321120370217934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115321120370217934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/weijies-bdae-pics.html' title='Weijie&apos;s bdae pics'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115298183574726681</id><published>2006-07-15T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T09:43:55.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a tot</title><content type='html'>Maybe a long one.&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am pondering if i shld say hi to her. My hands are so damn itchy to click her name and type "hi!" argh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a "heavier" note been doing lots of thinking. So maybe i'll "pen" it down here online.LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets,&lt;br /&gt;i think i have been living with many regrets and "wat if" in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Wan2 stop tat and i dunno, do more stuff i suppose?&lt;br /&gt;I could have made things so much better and salvage so much more if only i hav done some things. Yes, If.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes b4 i sleep, i'll think abt the things that i shld have done. Like on that unfateful day when she left. If i could turn back time, to 11am on the 1st of may tis yr. I would hav surely not left in anger and jus walk away and let her take the lift up. Cause wen i did tat, it was all over. I would hav did otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could turn back time, i would be in cjc right now. and who knows maybe some1 impt there. If i could, i would. I would not put sajc as my 1st choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i would not be so bad in school, i would not hav cause so much problems for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Now she is always sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If if if. What a farking depressing word man.&lt;br /&gt;Life would hav been so much greater for me if i had done the stuff i shld hav done&lt;br /&gt;But maybe there is a reason for evrything. Maybe huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i spoke to her but she aint replying....oh wells.At least i did and i wont be saying an IF tonite!Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw pat and me had a to go a gr8 deal of trouble jus to hand in mizuno wave run form.&lt;br /&gt;Leo suggested tat i copy zijian idea and put pokemon pic as my display pic.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115298183574726681?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115298183574726681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115298183574726681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115298183574726681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115298183574726681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-tot_15.html' title='Just a tot'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115298101776986925</id><published>2006-07-15T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T09:30:17.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a tot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115298101776986925?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115298101776986925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115298101776986925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115298101776986925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115298101776986925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-tot.html' title='Just a tot'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115289003958007709</id><published>2006-07-14T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T08:13:59.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Track - its over</title><content type='html'>Haiz, yes its finally over for me, track and field.&lt;br /&gt;After months of traning its all over.&lt;br /&gt;Been a wonderful journey for me, but mostly tired.Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Meet lots of great frens there. Great Pals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat one day i'll kick ur ass! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been missing school the whole week thx to nationals. Race was not gd but hey i jus wanted the exp. I haven been traning properly since she broke up with me.Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Lots of hot legs there! i mean hot girls!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Mr sara was rite!hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my old pals there to! Riduan and Greg!&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of stuff to catch up in sch. Starting tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i wont be attending sch on monday and wednesday! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ppl gg thru tough times, i've been there and done that.&lt;br /&gt;Its takes time and ppl ard. I'm here if u all need help. Its not easy and all u need is time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115289003958007709?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115289003958007709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115289003958007709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115289003958007709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115289003958007709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/track-its-over.html' title='Track - its over'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115245543924276460</id><published>2006-07-09T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T07:30:39.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time</title><content type='html'>Well haven been blogging for awhile, been very bz lately. Will be bz until next week i suppose. Nah actually until after A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things cock up here and there and family problems jus got worst. When this happens i start to miss some1 so much cause she was the 1 i use to turn to when everything else crashes down on me. Well looks like i hav to depend on myself only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be gg to grandma place most of the time wen i am free, i think i ought to be there for support and help. Can even help teach my cus maths and english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tmr is my 5km race. tuesday is 1.5km and thursday is 800m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha ya that is y i'm bz.&lt;br /&gt;Will be writing a song soon! so visit my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg! Mugging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If gd things comes in pairs, bad things to.&lt;br /&gt;I jus hope the bad is over and the good is to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115245543924276460?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115245543924276460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115245543924276460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115245543924276460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115245543924276460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/been-long-time.html' title='Been a long time'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115201725890962759</id><published>2006-07-04T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T05:47:38.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll give up anything for love</title><content type='html'>LoL i did not say tat. Hahaha its the new smallville show. Ya.&lt;br /&gt;Well  if i am spiderman,woah i wont sacrifice for any girl man! I mean it be like so damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ytd was youth day and wen out with dan whole day. Met up wit him at TPY to go to SGH for my appt with the nurses again! Yes its a monthly thingy and yes i do look forward to it! Sadly mine aint a hot nurse. Ok now my teeth hurts like mad cause she tighten it until very tight and they added some more braces on my molars. Thx man. Pink and purple will be the colour for the mth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen to bugis and slack with him = dota + endless bullshit + lunch + more endless bullshit&lt;br /&gt;Oh we also studied at the NLB and we were sitting beside this hot ger! Oh yes! her bod was damn nice! but she looks young...Anyway there was this 2 mofo's who cant read the notice infront of them saying no using of Hp and thoses mofos were talking so loudly on the phone.  Damn pissed. In the end we left cause really cant study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had tis gr8 idea of watching superman and u noe wats the best part! He'll be paying for me. So like a brother, i could not decline the generous offer and so i agreed! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Well the movie is nice but its sad.&lt;br /&gt;No matter wat happen, she cant love him again although deep in her heart she still love him.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this is true for all cases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I finally stop dreaming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115201725890962759?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115201725890962759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115201725890962759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115201725890962759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115201725890962759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/ill-give-up-anything-for-love.html' title='I&apos;ll give up anything for love'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115185615012684912</id><published>2006-07-02T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T09:02:30.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer!</title><content type='html'>Today was rotting at home whole day till abt 5plus.&lt;br /&gt;That bugger Dan came at 5plus.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway played soccer wit a team we jus form and woohoo we kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;Sry bro cause of me u did not score!LoL&lt;br /&gt;Damn i love to dribble =D Sry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slack until 11plus man. Hahaha damn late&lt;br /&gt;Had fun though&lt;br /&gt;If u were to stay at ur dad place, damn fun man! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit...i am mad&lt;br /&gt;Jus saw some pic at some1's blog..hahaha felt damn sad! but hey she still look gd!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115185615012684912?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115185615012684912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115185615012684912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115185615012684912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115185615012684912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/soccer.html' title='Soccer!'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115185555498672888</id><published>2006-07-02T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:52:34.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/collage.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/collage.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to put it seperately but cant cause file to big but anyway! Happy Bdae ed!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115185555498672888?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115185555498672888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115185555498672888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115185555498672888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115185555498672888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/wanted-to-put-it-seperately-but-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115175180304297699</id><published>2006-07-01T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T04:03:23.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/my%20team!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/my%20team%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wen wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115175180304297699?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115175180304297699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115175180304297699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115175180304297699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115175180304297699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-wen-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115175146259956737</id><published>2006-07-01T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:57:42.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/WC06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/WC06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Changed my life for a mth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115175146259956737?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115175146259956737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115175146259956737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115175146259956737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115175146259956737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/changed-my-life-for-mth.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115175122328140094</id><published>2006-07-01T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:53:43.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice</title><content type='html'>Its farewell as dawn approaches&lt;br /&gt;Dreams become mere illusions&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i'm embraced by the light that chases you&lt;br /&gt;I rely on the warm wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wild herb starts with the coming of spring&lt;br /&gt;She watching the summer while it dries out&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate the full moon rising infall&lt;br /&gt;Count the days as winters passes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One summer stil flahes in my eye&lt;br /&gt;The blue sky that was so far away&lt;br /&gt;It was warm&lt;br /&gt;while holding hands , picking flowers and singing&lt;br /&gt;Memories of a certain time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i start walking towards you&lt;br /&gt;You turn ur back and walk away&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye - the last word u said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115175122328140094?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115175122328140094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115175122328140094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115175122328140094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115175122328140094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/07/nice.html' title='Nice'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115169439739196643</id><published>2006-06-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:06:37.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel murderous</title><content type='html'>Yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;To both the germans and the smart argentina manager.&lt;br /&gt;Wish farker wld be satisfied wit 1 goal and be comfortable with it and decide to sub all the attacking players like crespo and rodreguez for cruz and cambiasso. WAT a smart move. Deserve to be awarded the best move award man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yes i cried. Argentina is a gr8 team but haiz mishaps and misfortune happens. Keeper got injured and another keeper who i nvr see b4 got sub in and played a very very pathetic game. Most of the dives he made for the penelty was the opposide side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a softer note, i bought a ball today and palyed soccer in sch which resulted me to die during traning.&lt;br /&gt;Shit match start alr! will do a proper post soon ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115169439739196643?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115169439739196643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115169439739196643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115169439739196643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115169439739196643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-murderous.html' title='I feel murderous'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115157506603272540</id><published>2006-06-29T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T02:57:46.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics!</title><content type='html'>Yes wanted to post the pics we took ytd but the file is to big even after i compress it..&lt;br /&gt;Crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio jus finish and i guess the paper was manageable. Wen home straight today, something new.Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr no sch but i guess i'll be out. Still got to mug later. Gonna dota soon! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help - i still dream of her every night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115157506603272540?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115157506603272540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115157506603272540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115157506603272540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115157506603272540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/pics.html' title='Pics!'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115150284612021836</id><published>2006-06-28T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T06:54:06.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its gonna be over soon</title><content type='html'>Yes its finally gg to be over. No not my common test but World Cup! Man life is so gonna be damn bored and dull and empty without soccer.&lt;br /&gt;anyway thx to argentina france spain and all the other teams my ct is screwed! But nvm i hav a plan coming up right after my common test! Wan2 noe? Nudge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually chem and econs if i studied i cld hav done it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywy today's edwin's bdae so ya HAPPY BIRTHEDAY GAY BROTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I and Rod shop ard town for an hr or so jus to find u a perfect shirt that suits u and ur personality and ur love for football. Yes football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played dota, yes 1 day b4 my bio paper we played dota..... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i took pictures with a coooooll camera! will upload it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey tik shld i buy the speaker or buy the 18 things for tat *ahem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115150284612021836?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115150284612021836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115150284612021836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115150284612021836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115150284612021836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-gonna-be-over-soon.html' title='Its gonna be over soon'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115141304440225639</id><published>2006-06-27T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:57:24.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/816416626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/816416626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crespo cld have made it 2-1 straightaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/2307031748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/2307031748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice boots. - germans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes tis 2 teams wld meet on 30th june....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115141304440225639?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115141304440225639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115141304440225639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115141304440225639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115141304440225639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/crespo-cld-have-made-it-2-1.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115141249209823386</id><published>2006-06-27T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:48:12.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>I slept at 5 plus ytd cause i had no test today but i still slept another 4hrs cause i stil felt tired.Dead for chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world cup better be worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy was not as gd as the aussie and farking hell tat stupid diver..WTF man 93mins he scored.&lt;br /&gt;I cried not cause i lost but because of how the aussie would have felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukraine game was kinda boring..0-0 and penelty.&lt;br /&gt;Crap ukraine suddenly shine in this match but swiss played good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway saw viona nick and haha i jus realise that for today's game we are total rivals, not tat we are talking anyway.LoL.&lt;br /&gt;Spain and Ghana do me proud. But ghana if can hold on to a 0-0 till half time i am alr happy.&lt;br /&gt;Brazil getting to cocky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem time. Chaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115141249209823386?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115141249209823386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115141249209823386' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115141249209823386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115141249209823386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29054443.post-115121348842770741</id><published>2006-06-24T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T22:31:28.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of the holidays</title><content type='html'>Yes there is an "s" on my holiday cause after today, no more playing no more crapping no more nonsense and all that. Its time to put things aside and go kick ass in studies! Yes i am actually saying that and i mean it. Got to do tis last lap well. Screw all the stuff that has been pulling me down, u all noe wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was out the whole day and i did manage to study here and there. Yes litterally here and there. in the bus included. LoL. Finally book my driving test. Woohoo it will be maybe abt a yr till i get my license. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch soccer and i fell alseep at the 60thmin of the argentina game and i woke upp at 5.10am on the floor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is econs and i am so dead man. Crap. hahaha. Thx to edwin and tik they made me play dota till 3.05am ytd.haahahha. Freaks! Ok den i think i am gonna go off soon alr. Will blog soon again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw had another dream of her again...got to stop it man. Its jus driving me mad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115121348842770741?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115121348842770741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115121348842770741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115121348842770741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115121348842770741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day-of-holidays.html' title='The last day of the holidays'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115112300697780357</id><published>2006-06-23T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:23:26.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/bros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/bros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chatting on the phone till 3.30am i did tis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got addicted and did tis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i saw my old memories and i did tis &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/my%20memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/my%20memories.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was alr so late so i did this final pic &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/Miss%20u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/Miss%20u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was 4am and i studied till 5am and i sleep and woke up at 10.30....i am deadd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115112300697780357?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115112300697780357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115112300697780357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115112300697780357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115112300697780357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/after-chatting-on-phone-till-3.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115108032795578217</id><published>2006-06-23T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T09:32:07.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/scarymovie4posterbig2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/scarymovie4posterbig2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the show is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;TOday i woke up late, meaning i miss traning.&lt;br /&gt; Met up wit yasmin and studied at macs from 3 to 7.&lt;br /&gt;Man she is so _______. Yasmin if u are reading tis u noe wat i mean.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Her fren say she can ______.&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan say alr. Anyway all the best for u test ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i realise tat i am left with only 2 days of holidays meaning 2 days of mugging. Which means i am screwed.haha&lt;br /&gt;Holiday was fun and fruitfull. I think. But it was to fast. Jus to fast. Did enuf revision but i nth is enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now cracking my mind to do some photo editing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115108032795578217?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115108032795578217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115108032795578217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115108032795578217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115108032795578217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-show-is-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115098518459008070</id><published>2006-06-22T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T07:06:24.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus a tot</title><content type='html'>U noe if some1 ask u to collect as much sand wit ur hands only, u shld not close ur hands to tightly cause the sands will pour out of the holes in btwn each figure. Well something like tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it works in relationship. I was to afraid of losing viona cause she spends so much time with odac and i tot tat one day she will think i am not impt and leave me, so i hold her tighter not wanting her to let go cause i love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys dun do tat, like the sand, she wen away. I learn my mistake and if i cld turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;Well if huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus a tot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115098518459008070?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115098518459008070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115098518459008070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115098518459008070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115098518459008070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/jus-tot.html' title='Jus a tot'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115098486884685223</id><published>2006-06-22T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T07:01:08.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Movie!</title><content type='html'>Ok i slept at 5am watching a goal-less game btwn holland and argentina. It was actually suppose to be an exciting game and although i HAd training and got home at almost 7pm i still watch it.&lt;br /&gt;It turn out to be an ok game which i think shld not been given priority to my sleep. Well ppl make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late again and luckily thx to danial call, i woke up at 9.30 if not he'll be waiting for me at bugis until well until i wake up.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Wen to buy tickets for the movie and we studied at bk and had breakfast there. Tok crap and studied. Well i studied while he was busy smsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we dota and kick tis ppl ass who ask for a 2v2 game.LoL. Sid is next man. Hey bro better train up for sid's match cause i think u need lots of traning cause at the rate u are playing......LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we catch e movie which was so damn hilarious but stupid to. Ok it was my 1st time watching movie at shaw bugis and really it sucks. PPL DUN WASTE UR MONEY WATCHING MOVIE THERE! I am serious. The seats were like very low(i'm alr so short) and was kinda uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we continued studying at bk till almost 7 while tat mofo read his comic until finish. He can still claim he studied for 4hrs.Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we shop ard for his bro bdae present and after walking like abt 30mins he decided not to buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and tat mofo again brought me to arab street there to buy balloons. Yes the rubber thingy which u blow into and it will expand and rise up to the air till it blow unless u hold it. hE bought 20,10 purple 10 white. Gay combo, suits him =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk to dunno where to look at the "seezah" thingy. Its damn cool. Mus try it out. It like smoking halal pot!hahaha. Cause its only flavoured water vapour i suppose. haha. No nicotine all those crap. Did not try but most prob will after mid's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at almost 9 and i'm damn tireeed.Gonna continue mugging. Chao&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin thx for reminding me tat i am left with 132 days........... my balls are starting to shake.LoL tat did not sound rite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115098486884685223?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115098486884685223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115098486884685223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115098486884685223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115098486884685223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/scary-movie.html' title='Scary Movie!'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115089991997772566</id><published>2006-06-21T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:25:19.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA TIS IS DAN! HE LOOK RETARDED BUT CUTE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115089991997772566?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115089991997772566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115089991997772566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115089991997772566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115089991997772566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahahaha-tis-is-dan-he-look-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115089824453722462</id><published>2006-06-21T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T06:57:24.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I realise it after all tis while</title><content type='html'>Dan thx for the tok and i finally realise it. Cant wait to go out wit u to study and hang ard tmr btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna type it here cause i noe here is where viona wont come and visit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway viona (although she wont be reading tis) i am truly sry and i dun expect u to read tis but maybe one day u will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i realise tat i was being a selfish jerk to her. I was the one who supported her to be the VP but in the end i did not.I alway say i understand her responsibility and her job as a vp, yes i do noe it, but i still wanted her to be with me and spend time with me and all that. That strain her and it tore her into 2. What she wanted and wat she needed to do. I shld hav put myself in her position. I was wrong. For tat i apologise. I shld have been more understanding but i noe i was super caring and nice and sweet and wonderful and hahahah (trying to cover up my biggest flaw here!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld have listen, not only with my ears, but with my heart. I learn something today. Dan thx man. Tmr gonna hav a gay brotherly time with u.&lt;br /&gt;Btw if i cld turn back the past i'll do something - not ask her to be the VP! wahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey i did not regret anything!&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115089824453722462?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115089824453722462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115089824453722462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115089824453722462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115089824453722462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-realise-it-after-all-tis-while.html' title='I realise it after all tis while'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115082609435273989</id><published>2006-06-20T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:54:54.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very meaningful chat wit .+wiN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/edandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/edandme.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yOu cant see it exactly but its meaningful. tis guy here is my big gay brudder. My consultant, my advisor, watever u wan2 call him. Love him alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fray - dan my 2 v 2 partner says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;what the fck!&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;i tell him&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;to leave me alone!!&lt;br /&gt;Fray - dan my 2 v 2 partner says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;Fray - dan my 2 v 2 partner says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahhah!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;he dun understand english isit???&lt;br /&gt;Fray - dan my 2 v 2 partner says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;yahz&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;u get what im trying to say&lt;br /&gt; Half time. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115082609435273989?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115082609435273989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115082609435273989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115082609435273989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115082609435273989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/very-meaningful-chat-wit-win.html' title='A very meaningful chat wit .+wiN'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115079669981000988</id><published>2006-06-20T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T02:44:59.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with dan the man</title><content type='html'>Woke up late,haha actually i did not i woke up at 9am actually and then i jus wen back to slp. so technically i nvr wake up latAnyway met up wit him at 10.30 at bugis and that MOFO was late, 3mins = 180sec. mf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then made our way to macs had breakfast and studied.&lt;br /&gt;And!!!! my psp can finally access the net!! Damn fun! wen msn on psp!&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied till 1.30 then we played dota! We both rock! ahahah we played against clan and we kick ass! SandKing + Lion = Godlike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after tat change my new pair of jeans cause the sensor thingy was still there...felt damn stupid man.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch at 4pm wit his fren too and i left at ard 5plus.tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun and productive to. Said that he will be treating me to some show and i doubt he will.&lt;br /&gt;Chaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115079669981000988?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115079669981000988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115079669981000988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115079669981000988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115079669981000988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-out-with-dan-man.html' title='A day out with dan the man'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115072961211855301</id><published>2006-06-19T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:06:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/AIMAR!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/AIMAR%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen out to study wit tik and sufy today. Studied for 2hrs plus then we walk ard. Had lunch and i wen off to meet mum to upgrade my hp and to buy jeans!&lt;br /&gt;Got it at topman then wen home at ard 7plus. Damn tired. Watch soccer and will be watching again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the pic has no link to wat i'm saying! but i wan2 be like aimar cause he is short and he is not tat muscular plus he is way cool ! Pro tooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115072961211855301?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115072961211855301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115072961211855301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115072961211855301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115072961211855301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/wen-out-to-study-wit-tik-and-sufy.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115071852189685958</id><published>2006-06-19T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T05:02:01.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be nice</title><content type='html'>No dun be...&lt;br /&gt;no point&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115071852189685958?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115071852189685958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115071852189685958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115071852189685958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115071852189685958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-nice.html' title='Be nice'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115060033397960284</id><published>2006-06-17T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:12:13.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sry Mj</title><content type='html'>What have I got to do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;And I wake to find that you're not there&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you want me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I say when it's all over&lt;br /&gt;And sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad, sad situation&lt;br /&gt;And it's getting more and more absurd&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, so sad&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we talk it over&lt;br /&gt;Oh it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;That sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;br /&gt;What do I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to do to be heard&lt;br /&gt;What do I do when lightning strikes me&lt;br /&gt;What have I got to doWhat have I got to do&lt;br /&gt;When sorry seems to be the hardest word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115060033397960284?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115060033397960284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115060033397960284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115060033397960284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115060033397960284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-sry-mj.html' title='I&apos;m sry Mj'/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115060018253094144</id><published>2006-06-17T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:09:42.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/RidePhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/RidePhoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahaha i look so damn freaking tan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tis is a candid shot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wen out wit family and br's gf whole day will blog abt it some other day.Gtg to gombak soon for competition.Cya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115060018253094144?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115060018253094144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115060018253094144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115060018253094144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115060018253094144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahahaha-i-look-so-damn-freaking-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115047611225077463</id><published>2006-06-16T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:41:52.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/nice!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/nice%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this....will it ever come back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115047611225077463?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115047611225077463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115047611225077463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047611225077463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047611225077463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-miss-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115047601601582410</id><published>2006-06-16T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:40:16.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's! but Dan is missing.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115047601601582410?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115047601601582410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115047601601582410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047601601582410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047601601582410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-bros-but-dan-is-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115047577613638750</id><published>2006-06-16T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:36:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo is hot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115047577613638750?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115047577613638750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115047577613638750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047577613638750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047577613638750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/leo-is-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115047567480050511</id><published>2006-06-16T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:34:34.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/P1010197.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/P1010197.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis looks gay. Btw the ref shirt gal/guy is hot =D.&lt;br /&gt;I love tik nips tat is y my hands are there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115047567480050511?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115047567480050511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115047567480050511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047567480050511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047567480050511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/tis-looks-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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-29054443.post-115047453310534370</id><published>2006-06-16T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:15:33.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/1600/weeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5196/3086/320/weeeeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUSSIE!!!!!!!!! GIVE ME SOME LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29054443-115047453310534370?l=khaistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/feeds/115047453310534370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29054443&amp;postID=115047453310534370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047453310534370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29054443/posts/default/115047453310534370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaistories.blogspot.com/2006/06/aussie-give-me-some-love.html' title=''/><author><name>MyStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06734696120008967070</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>
