<?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-27457205</id><updated>2012-02-20T00:45:44.047+08:00</updated><category term='It&apos;ll come to this; still.'/><category term='For everyone; me and you.'/><category term='Rain is falling.'/><category term='give me a sign; tell me how you wanna go.'/><category term='Go math go jack go go hwaiting :D'/><category term='it gets its limelight then fades so quickly; away; that you wouldnt realised it ever came up at all.'/><category term='If my feelings.'/><category term='yunho ah.'/><category term='More than i can bear but i&apos;ll be there.'/><category term='Braces and aces; dont really match vacations.'/><category term='Waiting for that happiness.'/><category term='Milo milo milo.'/><category term='GCW.'/><category term='Now that it&apos;s over.'/><category term='It just hasnt ended for them.'/><category term='You&apos;re just th best precious ones; i could ever get.'/><category term='vitas declan ohmygawdzxsszxzsxzsxzsxzsx.'/><category term='fucking annoying shit.'/><category term='Just so you could.'/><category term='Lightheaded.'/><category term='Gbye to 2009'/><category term='Just baby; you and i.'/><category term='You aint you no more.'/><category term='tuition teacher; oh tuition.'/><category term='CHAN MALI CHAN.'/><category term='He&apos;s no you.'/><category term='and i want you here tonight.'/><category term='Baby; dont be shy. Come on and kiss th girl.'/><category term='TI and T.'/><category term='Dont.'/><category term='Oh boysssssss.'/><category term='발길을 돌리와 작별 인사.'/><category term='HAHAHA.'/><category term='Sinner.'/><category term='Three dozen roses'/><category term='priceless work of art; like you.'/><category term='Shu-cream.'/><category term='burnt.'/><category term='Fatin&apos;s sixteen.'/><category term='cute whaaaaaaaaat; hur.'/><category term='love and energy.'/><category term='I dont like.'/><category term='너라고.'/><category term='Randomnisation.'/><category term='This way.'/><category term='Shaoli sings row row row your boat; gently down th hill...'/><category term='For you; crystal; hahahahahahahaha.'/><category term='i didnt even get an answer.'/><category term='hectic fidelity.'/><category term='shoeszxszszzsxsxzszxzxzx.'/><category term='Marina marina.'/><category term='谁都以为不听不看 也就没感觉.'/><category term='17 for jianyang.'/><category term='Patrick.'/><category term='what more.'/><category term='i know their names.'/><category term='HAHAHAHAHAHA.'/><category term='Sarang Ha Myun Hal Soo Rok.'/><category term='living in disturbia; you say?'/><category term='Timeless.'/><category term='Aja aja fighting'/><category term='i look into your eyes.'/><category term='Oh no; Jun-chan'/><category term='Just like you before this.'/><category term='TOP THE KINGXSZ'/><category term='manszxzsszzxxszxzsszxszsxzsxzszxsz. hahaaha.'/><category term='Stardust.'/><category term='Loved and lost; you say?'/><category term='Goodbye june; hello july.'/><category term='Over.'/><category term='At yours.'/><category term='matt wertz'/><category term='Tag tag tag tag tag; you&apos;re it.'/><category term='Thought you guys could try. Haha.'/><category term='kental; hahahahhaha.'/><category term='it&apos;s not over tonight.'/><category term='사랑을 몰라.'/><category term='Month of Love.'/><category term='You make me smile quite unknowingly.'/><category term='th last gnight.'/><category term='silver moon; sparkling.'/><category term='When i&apos;m gone.'/><category term='Just hit it and go.'/><category term='In 6days.'/><category term='For all the love to come.'/><category term='Two?'/><category term='not going to.'/><category term='Haruhi :D'/><category term='ass relay?'/><category term='Just how cute :D'/><category term='Kv Ng :D :D :D'/><category term='Vidoll and Miyavi.'/><category term='This time by Wonder Girls.'/><category term='Happy now Asyraf?'/><category term='Rolling.'/><category term='Sano :D'/><category term='And i dont know why.'/><category term='holidays oh holidays.'/><category term='Why not sleep away in your arms?'/><category term='dont stop.'/><category term='Tell me; quondo quondo quondo.'/><category term='dont want to be.'/><category term='Hah; pondering.'/><category term='I dont want special treatments; i want fairness.'/><category term='Crissy&apos;s THIRTY.'/><category term='HALFKRN KIX ASS.'/><category term='kayelmen.blogspot.com'/><category term='millionaires = 32000?'/><category term='when it falls back.'/><category term='run run run.'/><category term='B+'/><category term='#BITCHES'/><category term='Now or never.'/><category term='it&apos;ll all get better in time.'/><category term='star.'/><category term='Direction-idiot.'/><category term='Th end of th superstar-dom.'/><category term='Once in a lifetime.'/><category term='emo kidddddddddo(:'/><category term='Everything&apos;s going to be alright.'/><category term='Hee hello.'/><category term='How did you find me?'/><category term='Bring pink; it works better.'/><category term='Roll over.'/><category term='きみは幸せてし たか?'/><category term='16th?'/><category term='Heavenly days; koizora.'/><category term='call me irresponsible.'/><category term='hey baby.'/><category term='You&apos;re so going to.'/><category term='most wouldnt.'/><category term='random; really.'/><category term='maybe we&apos;re trying too hard.'/><category term='Away with tragedies.'/><category term='more like hell.'/><category term='You&apos;d know U-know Yunho.'/><category term='My breath and bits of my heart.'/><category term='Sundays'/><category term='I need to understand more.'/><category term='CNY2009'/><category term='boy tell me that you love me; you missed me.'/><category term='ASS.'/><category term='Uncertainties.'/><category term='D:'/><category term='baby girl; you are a star.'/><category term='can you tell that it&apos;s make or breaking it.'/><category term='Or not?'/><category term='bed.'/><category term='Psst; i think i love you.'/><category term='qi fu bi you qi nu'/><category term='17 for yongkuang.'/><category term='Crush.'/><category term='omy.'/><category term='Arent meant to.'/><category term='feel of you.'/><category term='quick wits.'/><category term='not sure of where i&apos;ll head on.'/><category term='hold on.'/><category term='dbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdb:)'/><category term='It comes at the same time no?'/><category term='With love.'/><category term='words with strings of punctuation.'/><category term='Your choice of words.'/><category term='이준기 :D'/><category term='Fucking retards.'/><category term='It&apos;s to come.'/><category term='To light my way.'/><category term='Only you would know.'/><category term='きみは幸せてしたか?'/><category term='Ara..eto..'/><category term='sleeeeeeeep [:'/><category term='superstar you finally made it.'/><category term='eightyfifth?'/><category term='Recharge; with what?'/><category term='And juniors.'/><category term='Nothing to fall back on.'/><category term='fell that hard till you wont want to be back up again?'/><category term='ohmy.'/><category term='Th wonders of vocals.'/><category term='good for returns?'/><category term='Least let it be in advance.'/><category term='Slowly; we&apos;re dying.'/><category term='not.'/><category term='They think they know all; fuck them then.'/><category term='sexy sailormooooooon .'/><category term='It could be.'/><category term='D&apos;you know how it feels everytime you say goodbye?'/><category term='awake.'/><category term='It&apos;s prolly why. Not how.'/><category term='China-korean look-a-likes are hot.'/><category term='blades on.'/><category term='booya.'/><category term='Tsukasa x Tsukushi'/><category term='cold like your character.'/><category term='Saengil Chukha Hamnida'/><category term='Sing to me the song.'/><category term='again.'/><category term='It&apos;s not making me.'/><category term='ken&apos;ichi.'/><category term='Superstar-doms.'/><category term='At max.'/><category term='2009.'/><category term='grow up stupid people.'/><category term='random post.'/><category term='My last.'/><category term='HAHAHAHAHAHAI :D'/><category term='1.5% of 3% population are women. Hahaha.'/><category term='jacklyn oh jacklyn.'/><category term='more than words; it&apos;s an essay alr.'/><category term='You said it&apos;d be alright.'/><category term='幾漂亮一下; 兩下; 三百下.'/><category term='Pigging out.'/><category term='Rise and fall.'/><category term='Swing swing swing.'/><category term='None at all.'/><category term='Thanks.'/><category term='Slowly; and painfully.'/><category term='Turn away and walk.'/><category term='big t&apos;s?'/><category term='then one day......'/><category term='ONYX.'/><category term='Falling on my head.'/><category term='balance.'/><category term='おかげで、アンジャ ^^'/><category term='Heaven Knows.'/><category term='Not that.'/><category term='TABI AH.'/><category term='With you?'/><category term='you know; fly day.'/><category term='sometimes eh; dont know.'/><category term='forty-third.'/><category term='You. Me. Us?'/><category term='metro.'/><category term='Fall out of my head.'/><category term='Your smiles.'/><category term='Oyasumi;oyasumi.'/><category term='Platinum blondes; heh.'/><category term='for rachel.'/><category term='on fire.'/><category term='Ônce i get up; i will rock; never stop.'/><category term='blues.'/><category term='fire red now turned blue.'/><category term='forget about tonight and forgive them for it.'/><category term='my love will get you home'/><category term='for the best of 2009 and the coming of 2010'/><category term='Rethinking.'/><category term='like every other night.'/><category term='x=l+o-v*e'/><category term='th meaning.'/><category term='i&apos;d lie.'/><category term='rock and roll; baby.'/><category term='At Grand Copthorne Waterfront Banqueting'/><category term='living life without you.'/><category term='Soul feels glad;'/><category term='Sean Faris; my baby'/><category term='Soon it&apos;ll be.'/><category term='no use defending words that you&apos;ll never say.'/><category term='By the ALL STARS :D'/><category term='for boonboon ah.'/><category term='Bi?'/><category term='Though i never knew you; it hurts to know that you&apos;re gone. Goodbye behnin.'/><category term='It&apos;s why they know.'/><category term='You Were My Eyes When I Couldn&apos;t See.'/><category term='絶対彼氏 (Zettai Kareshi)'/><category term='or not to change?'/><category term='Haaaaaaaa.'/><category term='bubbly you and me.'/><category term='Guys will laugh at girls when they&apos;re not funny.'/><category term='Roosters.'/><category term='sun with moon'/><category term='私の罪悪感.'/><category term='You?'/><category term='atreyuuu.'/><category term='Rolling rolling rolling rolling art floor.'/><category term='I know.'/><category term='Go with all your heart.'/><category term='maybayehymehyssyays.'/><category term='Isomnias.'/><category term='swift taylor.'/><category term='All stars.'/><category term='Weirdest you.'/><category term='failed to psycho myself; so; toobad.'/><category term='I know i can; yes i do .'/><category term='baby; back to me.'/><category term='it will change; bit by bit.'/><category term='Lies.'/><category term='행복 = Haengbok = Happiness'/><category term='Goodbye Cannonball'/><category term='You Are Activated.'/><category term='lifeless.'/><category term='My.'/><category term='Declan Galbraith.'/><category term='Already.'/><category term='Literal.'/><category term='For real.'/><category term='Move on; oh move on.'/><category term='say it again for me.'/><category term='It&apos;s christmas time.'/><category term='May i.'/><category term='Infatuations.'/><category term='Shiny.'/><category term='chasing you.'/><category term='As i&apos;m hidden from your eyes.'/><category term='homecoming; where&apos;s it going?'/><category term='생일 축하합니다.'/><category term='I&apos;m so tired of being here.'/><category term='We&apos;ll Make Th Great Escape.'/><category term='Les Choristes :D'/><category term='Vitas vortex.'/><category term='D&apos;:'/><category term='You wont; will you?'/><category term='ai ai.'/><category term='Told you guys you would be main highlights of today.'/><category term='i was stronger. was. not now.'/><category term='to see your face once again.'/><category term='MERRYMERRRRRRRRRY [:'/><category term='ipods; get it?'/><category term='maybe it&apos;s you.'/><category term='Aja aja :D'/><category term='it&apos;s gon be the end of the world; haha.'/><category term='without you here.'/><category term='our love is true.'/><category term='15 for debbie.'/><category term='Boycotting them.'/><category term='Say i...and you...'/><category term='Say that again?'/><category term='Workaholic.'/><category term='Angel-fit character; Devil-like heart.'/><category term='just for his name to appear on this entry: prasan asyraf'/><category term='just 4more days.'/><category term='This is my now.'/><category term='All(a/e/o)n'/><category term='haruma-kun; koizora; run; asafa.'/><category term='Keul-rae-sik'/><category term='TOP♥'/><category term='Bye.'/><category term='Pammy Emmy; Got some jam-my?'/><category term='Now what?'/><category term='Jinjja?'/><category term='errrrrrrrrrr.'/><category term='ell'/><category term='They&apos;d think so; but no.'/><category term='Emailtales.'/><category term='I need a shoulder.'/><category term='Feels like Insomnia.'/><category term='Arashiiiiiiiii :D'/><category term='Lovely merry-go-round.'/><category term='help.'/><category term='Ohboy;'/><category term='i&apos;ll be together with you; forever.'/><category term='How about a round.'/><category term='Feels like i&apos;m falling.'/><category term='Nanchiau/Lanjiao.'/><category term='Being 18.'/><category term='Junki-oppaaaaaaa :D'/><category term='Boon&apos;s Big 18.'/><category term='880.'/><category term='Live Earth; 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saturday even better.'/><category term='because i dont feel good letting you down.'/><category term='sentosa. NUM. HOT. debbie and me.'/><category term='niners.'/><category term='Rate of boredom.'/><category term='ohboy.'/><category term='Makes me feel all teary.'/><category term='bottling it up to throw it away.'/><category term='venturing on you.'/><category term='H20B SIJIN'/><category term='raye.'/><category term='Turn around.'/><category term='Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are.'/><category term='since i have lost it.'/><category term='note.'/><category term='T.O.P.'/><category term='Look forward to; go day-to-day'/><category term='Wont you come with me?'/><category term='would you tell me you had to go?'/><category term='ROLLS ABOUT TH ROOM.'/><category term='bring me up to th moon.'/><category term='firebreatherrrrrrr.'/><category term='tell me baby girl; &apos;cus i need to know.'/><category term='fuck this thing. thanks.'/><category term='kbox kboxed kboxing'/><category term='pms; fuck you. yes; you.'/><category term='Better off.'/><category term='Till you came.'/><category term='you pms like a girl.'/><category term='Action Reaction.'/><category term='Brace-face.'/><category term='happy birthday junteck.'/><category term='Yunho; mine; haha.'/><category term='A chance upon fate.'/><category term='Freaky; freaking hell.'/><category term='bloody fu.ckin math.'/><category term='On hiatus; for real. To have fun.'/><category term='you.'/><category term='Tsukasa :D'/><category term='out or away.'/><category term='now and again.'/><category term='You just would not be.'/><category term='sarang ha myeon hal soo rok'/><category term='NOT at all.'/><category term='Wont open up.'/><category term='Sadnesssssssssssss.'/><category term='kidding'/><category term='like a rose.'/><category term='say this and thats.'/><category term='eight hundredth.'/><category term='Never again.'/><category term='Makes water swim down my eyes.'/><category term='Or that.'/><category term='Tenjo-kun'/><category term='now it isnt so.'/><category term='tanntanntannnnnnnnnned .'/><category term='Jun-chan {:'/><category term='I want to know why; why some have to be; so they can win.'/><category term='♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥'/><category term='David Choi'/><category term='Out.'/><category term='楊宗緯'/><category term='ne de jamais revoir'/><category term='bloodflow.'/><category term='Avacadabra.'/><category term='fuck you if you&apos;re reading this; haha.'/><category term='when you could have been free to fly.'/><category term='dying in th end.'/><category term='Martial arts.'/><category term='with the glass slipper?'/><category term='on a beautiful night.'/><category term='Jonghyun :D'/><category term='ROMANS.'/><category term='HUBBAHUBBA.'/><category term='And tonight; it&apos;s only you and me.'/><category term='Now.'/><category term='thnks.'/><category term='Oh; there goes gravity.'/><category term='Hehehehe :D'/><category term='Insomnia.'/><category term='You&apos;re never going to be.'/><category term='Hoogahooga?'/><category term='SON TAE-JIN.'/><category term='誕生日おめでとう:D'/><category term='Pictures of you and i.'/><category term='Just one of the boys.'/><category term='jump.'/><category term='Hana yori dango II {:'/><category term='that&apos;s why we go to school for?'/><category term='happy birthday jahaffar.'/><category term='Tabi.'/><category term='Critical acclaim.'/><category term='You give love a bad name.'/><category term='by you.'/><category term='Transcendence 2009.'/><category term='Jaejoong.'/><category term='of my life.'/><category term='Junki X Jaejoong'/><category term='love.'/><category term='intl table; haha.'/><category term='D:D:'/><category term='If only for maybe-s.'/><category term='Drink beer with the guys.'/><category term='Numb'/><category term='Sometimes; I&apos;m the one searching for myself. My true self.'/><category term='southampton.'/><category term='Day.'/><category term='old like helll.'/><category term='prowling cups.'/><category term='Or not.'/><category term='Till again it shall be.'/><category term='Truth hurts.'/><category term='take it back.'/><category term='i watched two people split apart.'/><title type='text'>재클린의 블로그</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>708</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7483706340942993384</id><published>2012-02-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T00:45:44.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>Slowly, right now, my system is giving in. My body doesn't seem to be able to take it in anymore. It is certain, i feel tired and drained to almost every ounce of energy my body can contain. This week has been crazy, tough, ridiculous yet wonderfully amazing. It's like i just went on a rollercoaster ride of my life in a span of just a few days. Horrible...but fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a cold, out of nowhere and i'm aching in places that i never knew had so much muscles that could cause so much intensity and anger in me; thanks, should i say? Actually, very much a thanks. If i had to count the amount of 'thank you's i have said this last half of the week, you'd prolly think i am some freak that is prolly obsessed with ultimate polite manners. I cannot thank enough, because i feel very much loved..because i know there are people i can still call friends and loved ones...because i know they are still here even after years and years of my sickening face. I cannot thank enough and i cannot stop repeating how many times i would have to say that i cannot thank these people enough. I am glad, and very thankful. Very much. I thank all who have turned up at my humble birthday party and might have felt neglected as i might be trying my utmost best hopefully to make you people feel that your love to me has been reciprocated. And i do hope that i managed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working long hours (which i come to think that i never really hated nor regretted doing so) while managing practice for the competition, while fighting the addiction of finishing a book (and more books to come in time), while trying to stay sane and while carrying out the best ever loved activity and passion of mine - to sing - then to successfully hold my party with the help of my family (the people who have always had my back at all times, regardless of whatever) and still be able to kick some ass for competition to go into the next and final round, each of the times doing so, sacrificing food and sleep just to have a little more done for the rest...for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me, my body system is giving me a sign...that it's time. It's time...to give myself what i deserve - some good long sufficient rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7483706340942993384?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7483706340942993384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7483706340942993384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2012/02/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3531325895671522697</id><published>2011-12-20T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:54:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A woman and a man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xh7YFcqPvBk?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful song that i chanced upon on the radio nights ago. Thought it was really catchy, and i couldn't stop singing to it after leaving macs that night! Didn't know what song it was, but i managed to catch words and lyrics off the duet. Googled, and to my surprise, it's by our very own Singapore Idols: Sezairi and Sylvia. Awesome much! Support local talent. So i am doing my part by sharing it to whoever that still comes by my blog..no seriously..whoever else that comes by :( HAHAHAHAHAHA. Any other ways, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sezairi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby take a breath now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For a while jump in my shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would then know just how a woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gives a man his poor boy blues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you get all silent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say everything's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But nothing's wrong and I'm okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then we start to fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sylvia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boy you are the one to talk, you think you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got it bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The headlines in my world today are some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the worst I ever had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say you gonna call me (call me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then you don't (no I won't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why make all them promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you know that you won't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sylvia and Sezairi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I know it's tearing me apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Give us a million years, we'll never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The space, the time, the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between a woman and a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So on and on and on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It goes, we'll never comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The space, the time, the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between a woman and a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sylvia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You played your cards right yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy became a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You got what you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You got what you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're making other plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sezairi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This an endless cycle for a woman and a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why we even bother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To pretend to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sylvia and Sezairi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I know it's tearing me apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Give us a million years, we'll never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The space, the time, the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between a woman and a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So on and on and on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It goes, we'll never comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The space, the time, the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between a woman and a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3531325895671522697?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3531325895671522697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3531325895671522697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/12/woman-and-man.html' title='A woman and a man.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xh7YFcqPvBk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2684842161975864444</id><published>2011-12-13T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:28:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>Woke up late for work, but it's okay because i felt awesome having to wake up without my alarm going off. Pretty good train ride because there was tons of the 31 Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch guys floating round Facebook which of course i took my own sweet pleasure in browsing through while traveling. Reached office, hot tea and bread with nutella to boost my sugar level up. Then went out for lunch, came back with food to be surprised with more food sent over by clients for the christmas season. Omnomnom, really, my fat count would not stop rising. But it is okay, it is all okay. Good food puts me in a good mood. And the weather helps so much more, allowing me to take my mind off about my monthly bloody hell. It is a great Tuesday. 12 days to Christmas, people! You feeling the Christmas spirits yet? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2684842161975864444?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2684842161975864444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2684842161975864444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/12/12-days-to-christmas.html' title='12 DAYS TO CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-372155232556599892</id><published>2011-12-07T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:19:57.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damelo otra vez.</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when you leave me at work with no major bosses around me. Thank goodness most of my work is done and i can afford to even do this...blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while, haven't been back blogging and all.&lt;br /&gt;All is good. Money is rolling. Singing much, ogling at guys very much. I have been a very happy girl. Speaking of being a happy girl, it's only but 2 more months that i am a woman. 21. Creepy number, but i cannot wait to turn 21 either. Then comes the horrible thought of whether to plan a 21st birthday party or not...and the fact that i would also have to face the horrible questions from relatives and CERTAIN friends i have,&amp;nbsp;questioning when i'd have a boyfriend. Good God, help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to plan a huge assed party and forgetting to invite some people that made an impact to my life. And not to forget the fact that i have to make sure every single person invited has got to be entertained by me personally, because having to attend to a guest invited by me is very very very important &lt;em&gt;(or else, why are they even here, right?)&lt;/em&gt; Major first world problem, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fact that my birthday next year falls on a Saturday, it means i can have a 3-day long birthday bash. Meeting different bunches of people together on different days! Sounds pretty awesome enough, no? Plus the fact that CNY would be round the corner. Yay 2012 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December.&amp;nbsp;Hit me so hard, knowing how fast 2011's been flying by.&amp;nbsp;I'm thankful for being able to meet the most wonderful people that i know i'd be seeing for ages to come, aww some love we have. Hehe. This Christmas have got to be awesome seriously, need something to excite myself with! If Tilini and Boon's reading this, Christmas hor bitches! (serious face here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-372155232556599892?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/372155232556599892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/372155232556599892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/12/damelo-otra-vez.html' title='Damelo otra vez.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4017796434520260120</id><published>2011-11-13T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:44:08.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ziva&amp;apos;s Dad</title><content type='html'>So, I'm posting on my iPad2 now. Pretty cool actually, despite its pretty much of a weight. But still, thank you mom! Heh. A lot of things going on right now, with work, family, friends, performing group and singing. Speaking of doing my favourite thing, i got these chains of chances to sing at Singapore Sling, a bar in Clarke Quay that specializes in Singapore Slings! I must say it is very exciting. I get to meet people, talk and laugh with them. The feeling I get is amazing and very satisfying, and it gets me going even more and stronger than ever! Plus, what's not to like about performing there when you get to have awesome crowds and a crazy talented partner to play the guitar and keyboard to work with!? It's awesome as hell. Haha! I like where things are heading towards now! I foresee good stuff in the near future! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4017796434520260120?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4017796434520260120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4017796434520260120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/11/ziva-dad.html' title='Ziva&amp;amp;apos;s Dad'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5106446524406066514</id><published>2011-11-01T05:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T05:05:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venetian</title><content type='html'>First time at the budget terminal... Not too shabby, i must say! Hahaha! Well, a sponsored trip to Hong Kong and Macau and staying at the Venetian Hotel!! My my, this is just getting better! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, and i need a job ah. A jobbbbb D: but i'll worry later, have fun eating and enjoying first! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5106446524406066514?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5106446524406066514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5106446524406066514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/11/venetian.html' title='Venetian'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1126835337030926854</id><published>2011-10-20T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:34:40.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>Hai! I'm in genting nao.&lt;br /&gt;I am having the sniffles. But! Cooling max. Can i stay here and don't go home? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1126835337030926854?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1126835337030926854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1126835337030926854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/10/genting.html' title='Genting'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2704833804010849526</id><published>2011-09-20T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:42:28.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket Withdrawals</title><content type='html'>I am back from Phuket and burnt!&lt;br /&gt;I am posting on my itouch.&lt;br /&gt;It is a pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Bye.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_oPqSPxT6Dg/TnhuEuQ9u8I/AAAAAAAAEU8/RAVeOeJQqDU/s640/blogger-image-1450501878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_oPqSPxT6Dg/TnhuEuQ9u8I/AAAAAAAAEU8/RAVeOeJQqDU/s640/blogger-image-1450501878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2704833804010849526?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2704833804010849526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2704833804010849526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/09/phuket-withdrawals.html' title='Phuket Withdrawals'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_oPqSPxT6Dg/TnhuEuQ9u8I/AAAAAAAAEU8/RAVeOeJQqDU/s72-c/blogger-image-1450501878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1329081187345371191</id><published>2011-08-18T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T01:21:06.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#BITCHES'/><title type='text'>MY BBYS</title><content type='html'>CRYSTAL TILINI NANAYAKARA! CAN YOU HURRY YOUR SINHALESE-ASS UP AND RETURN FROM FUCKING CHINA, TURN 21, SO THAT YOU CAN GO PARTY WITH ME?! I GOT NO USUAL CLUBBING KAKIS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NEOBOONYIK. YOU MIA. GET BACK INTO MY LIFE. PRONTO. &amp;lt;3 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1329081187345371191?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1329081187345371191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1329081187345371191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-bbys.html' title='MY BBYS'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7941191869253593732</id><published>2011-08-18T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T01:09:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perpetuum.</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting how easy it is for anyone to come and go in my life. And i keep forgetting how much it pains me to see them come and go, because i really treasured everyone's presence, though bits and pieces and not more. I keep forgetting. Every time i need to have something like that to go through its processes to slap me right back into place. I keep forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, i remember how easily i could delete these pain and aching away; making me stronger, by building brick walls just waiting for someone to break it down and for me to build it up again. Yet, this is a proof that they have left a mark, like a water mark on the glass windows after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been out partying, right? Damn, i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Thursday, here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7941191869253593732?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7941191869253593732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7941191869253593732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/08/perpetuum.html' title='Perpetuum.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-852195282335886896</id><published>2011-08-17T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T01:01:26.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point blank.</title><content type='html'>Sup. Can't sleep. Need something to occupy my mind, for at least the moment with the hopes of having it to strain my brain. Need something to tire myself wayyyy out so i can fall right asleep almost immediately &lt;i&gt;(is it me, or does this seem a little wrong in a way?)&lt;/i&gt; It's also almost time to get back into the regime after lazing for &lt;i&gt;(checking nike run app thingy)&lt;/i&gt; a little more than a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's more like time-for-me-to-get-to-bed instead.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump-day! Anyone ever thought why they call it hump day by the way? &lt;i&gt;(ooh, rhymes)&lt;/i&gt; What is this, a day when everyone gets humped or something? :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-852195282335886896?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/852195282335886896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/852195282335886896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/08/point-blank.html' title='Point blank.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6564325910372515598</id><published>2011-08-15T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:37:32.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Excitement)</title><content type='html'>A month, already?&lt;br /&gt;So fast, too fast actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, within this one month, it has been a bit more of partying and drinking with new groups of people. I like meeting new people, so fun and also the things one gets to know about the new acquaintances. And also the funny shit people do when they're tipsy and drunk&lt;i&gt; (got to love this) &lt;/i&gt;Of course, partying won't stop. So hello long nights, and goodbye good skin D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok no, just kidding. Save my skin first then talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a random note, after the recent night of Zouk, i am damn sure i have this thing for gentlemens &lt;i&gt;(i know, no such word as gentlemens, but you guys get it) &lt;/i&gt;Suave people, very charismatic and so sweet. My future boyfriend must be a gentlemen aye? (Y) haha! Right... We'll see, we'll see. Like my bitch, Tilini, always says: &lt;b&gt;"YOU'LL NEVER KNOW AH!!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6564325910372515598?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6564325910372515598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6564325910372515598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/08/excitement.html' title='(Excitement)'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3174457297328885633</id><published>2011-07-18T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:39:43.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be doing my assignment but.... wtf? &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/kayelmen" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/kayelmen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3174457297328885633?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3174457297328885633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3174457297328885633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/07/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5442037813162164548</id><published>2011-07-06T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T08:44:03.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesdays.</title><content type='html'>Mid-week. I have survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one more day of work then it's awesome friday! Can't wait for the office outing on friday! Our office has plans for dragonboating! (hello db boys, oh and the sun!)&amp;nbsp;It's about time i get some&amp;nbsp;sun for myself, getting a little too&amp;nbsp;pale here. Mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside all interesting stuff, i have bangs!&lt;br /&gt;Okbai :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5442037813162164548?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5442037813162164548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5442037813162164548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/07/wednesdays.html' title='Wednesdays.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3420416168792290435</id><published>2011-06-29T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T08:43:05.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In brightest day and blackest night.</title><content type='html'>I seriously can't wait to graduate from my diploma, because i really need a break from all the hecticness at work and school at the same time. Yes, it's supposedly for my own good &lt;em&gt;(since we're living in Singapore, and we know how important it is to&amp;nbsp;have a piece of paper although many claim to say it won't really matter anyways but still...)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and besides, i wanted to go on with my diploma after leaving tertiary anyways, so let's just say i put myself in this situation. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the past week has been awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Being invited to Kerrie's 21st birthday party, and having so much fun with the girls and all there. It was extremely crazy and hilarious, yet surprisingly relaxing. It was a night i prolly needed much. Awesome people, swear. It's a blessing to have been able to know them all &lt;em&gt;(though i have a pretty awesome rep for not remembering names well, but hey, i would know them when i see them alright!)&lt;/em&gt; and i know that group of girls will stay pretty strong together, as a whole. I would still like to thank Kerrie for being so nice, inviting me and all though i was like an awkward spider there. &lt;em&gt;(Yes, me, awkward.)&lt;/em&gt; IT WAS A BLAST HOR HOPE YOU LIKE THE UNDIES AH KERRIE HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Then, Captivate 2011 at The Music Clinic was a blast! I managed to finally pick a song in the end, and sang it pretty well i must say. I was more than pleased (: Though i didn't win, it was such a great time there! Made new friends, learnt new songs and laughed so much more. One thing i missed? Was the famous butter chicken rice there, it wasn't open yet when we got there for rehearsals and all. Ugh. Eitherways, it was captivating. And so was Ryan Reynolds in Green Lantern; very captivating body and face. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been kind to me, pretty relaxed week with evening runs and early nights. Hope this manages to continue down that way, so i can hit my 10km timing target, of under an hour, by January 2012! If not, just managing to complete it without going mental would be fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of it so, i doubt i'd be sleeping much tonight with all my overdue assignments. &lt;br /&gt;I really should get them done, tonight. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3420416168792290435?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3420416168792290435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3420416168792290435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-brightest-day-and-blackest-night.html' title='In brightest day and blackest night.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1892916621262723199</id><published>2011-06-22T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T08:27:43.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensive.</title><content type='html'>Another Wednesday. And it's soon for June to get going and July to settle down in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Months&amp;nbsp;has been passing by unnoticed too quickly this year, and&amp;nbsp;truth be told, it's pretty scary actually. Let's hope the later half of my year's going to be&amp;nbsp;everything better and memorable! Not to mention, more sleep too, aye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, unfortunately, back to work for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1892916621262723199?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1892916621262723199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1892916621262723199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/06/pensive.html' title='Pensive.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8729715269048126944</id><published>2011-06-08T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T08:33:57.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-week.</title><content type='html'>Yes, midweek, people!&lt;br /&gt;And! A short day for me too. Technically not considerably short-short, but hey, leaving at 4pm on Wednesdays have seemingly positively lifted my spirits up psychologically! Good thing, good thing. Short post for a short day, reasonable? (giggling here) Bullshit. Blog again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8729715269048126944?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8729715269048126944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8729715269048126944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/06/mid-week.html' title='Mid-week.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-9183199397327962607</id><published>2011-06-01T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T08:32:14.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Active Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(Blogging in office at my own risk)&lt;/em&gt; It's June! Mid-year, already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that being exciting, nothing else currently in my life is. Work's been alright, except the constant waves of annoying that's being received from certain people and the fact that i still &lt;em&gt;(forever)&lt;/em&gt; find it painstakingly difficult to crawl out from my comfy bed every morning, but yes: All is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of when to go, like leave this place since i have no intention of staying in this line of work. Then again if i stop, it also means that my money stops rolling. Meh. Heck, i'll worry on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another fine note...&lt;br /&gt;I need a getaway, you know, with my friends and all &lt;em&gt;(not that my family isn't a good idea because my expenses are covered by them, but still!)&lt;/em&gt; At times like these, all i need would be friends, good music and great laughs. Sounds awesome, no? Mhmm, i'll be back in a bit to blog again, quite a bit of things on my mind that needs some typing out. Meanwhile, i'll just go pretend i am doing something very important to waste my tiring Wednesday away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-9183199397327962607?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9183199397327962607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9183199397327962607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/06/active-engagement.html' title='Active Engagement'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3161889729310432143</id><published>2011-04-25T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:17:25.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How long?</title><content type='html'>It has been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is hectic and never ending. Due to this, I keep falling sick. I hate this. I hate falling sick. My throat is hurting and sore. My body is aching. My gums are aching. My joints are aching. My back is aching. My boobs are aching! It may be the period, but damn it has never done this to me, swear on it. Still, i try to go to work every day. Try to listen to all that shit people say. Try my best to do their shit, duh, that is what i am paid to do. All is good. Or all is what i think is good. However, it is also a fact that the demand of people, when one does well and steady, increases exponentially. It's scary when it happens, and i don't like that more than how much i do not like falling sick. How could people keep stereotyping the fact that 'once you start working, you'd never want to stop/study again' because that is pure bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is time for me to seriously consider what i want to do in the near future, and if i do want to stay around for things here. Mhmm. For now, i guess it's back to to more rest and laying in bed for me. Feel like i'm about to die any time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3161889729310432143?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3161889729310432143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3161889729310432143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-long.html' title='How long?'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6704897751058586800</id><published>2011-02-14T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:29:52.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know i got to, but...</title><content type='html'>I can't fall asleep :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6704897751058586800?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6704897751058586800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6704897751058586800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-i-got-to-but.html' title='I know i got to, but...'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7912225554770937403</id><published>2011-02-14T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:37:27.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You say what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Lee Pei Mun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ring a bell to anyone's ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my name, you bitches! Hahaha, no kidding. My name is Lee Pei Mun Jacklyn. Kayelmen's an alias, for those who can't fucking stop asking me why the fuck i have a 'kayelmen' in my name. If you want to know the story, i tell you how i got it next time round. Good lord, don't ask me anymore. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i got into Impresario 2011's semi-finals! Well, i shouldn't gloat all over it because i didn't do very well to get through, i feel so actually. My sore/phlegmy throat didn't aid me much, but i could sing good enough to stay in pitch. HAHA! So get well soon, KAYELMEN's throat!&amp;nbsp;Kikass on the 26th! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i should try to get to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it may be valentine's day, but work still goes on. Happy valentine's day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7912225554770937403?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7912225554770937403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7912225554770937403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-say-what.html' title='You say what?'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1335544109541223730</id><published>2011-01-18T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:28:34.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should not be, but...</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging from my workplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, just for the fun of it eitherways. Everyone's not around, i don't know why. But hey, i like it because i have nothing to do! Yay. Ok whatever, should get back to being (pretend) busy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1335544109541223730?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1335544109541223730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1335544109541223730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-should-not-be-but.html' title='I should not be, but...'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6803054586838228502</id><published>2011-01-17T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:17:42.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden in sight.</title><content type='html'>Exams were fine! I guess it's going to be a definite pass for the paper! Awesome much or what!? Haha! Also, the week without our parents in town was pretty cool! We'd totally love to do that again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i should be dead asleep right now, but i can't! Tomorrow or rather, in a few hours would be the start of my new job! So cool, please! Hahaha! I hope the people are nice and friendly! The work not too boring, if best. Then again, i'm new, shouldn't be expecting much eitherways! Hahaha. Okay, so whatever it is, i should get to bed, right? Heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6803054586838228502?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6803054586838228502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6803054586838228502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/hidden-in-sight.html' title='Hidden in sight.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-630294780453013139</id><published>2011-01-11T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:26:51.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say you'll stay.</title><content type='html'>Awesome night finishing my report/essay, and i must say i am rather proud of &amp;nbsp;my work. Hope i do get a decent score to match up to it though! Hahaha. Slept at 0600 this morning, and automatically woke up at noon. Guess tonight's going to be an early night for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was telling me that there's an opening at her friend's office, and it pays rather well. But it starts tomorrow, and i just realized that i have audition to go for. We'll see. Besides, it's already 4.30pm and an hour before the office workers knock off, not unless they confirm it within an hour then i've to change the time for the audition! Or maybe not turn up at all, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps blog again later! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-630294780453013139?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/630294780453013139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/630294780453013139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/say-youll-stay.html' title='Say you&apos;ll stay.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7978414055485169314</id><published>2011-01-08T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:41:38.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Goodnight.</title><content type='html'>Longchamp has called me for an interview, i do hope i get the job and a good steady salary!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Monday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, exam's coming! Need to start revising even though most of the content are common sense based. Haha, still, must start tomorrow. Or later, since it's already half past 1am, as of now. And i still have two more assignments, damn. To bed, i shall be!&lt;br /&gt;Bonne nuit!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7978414055485169314?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7978414055485169314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7978414055485169314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-goodnight.html' title='Baby Goodnight.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8076002672355795432</id><published>2011-01-07T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T05:37:40.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Til you see the light.</title><content type='html'>It's already 5.30 in the morning!? So much for sleeping early huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lying in bed since forever. Guess forever's not enough for me, to fall asleep. Haha! Anyways, just to act as a multi-platformed reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jacklyn,&lt;br /&gt;Better fucking get your assignments done later when you get up from bed which is like god knows when! Don't fucking procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Myself &lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnight all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8076002672355795432?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8076002672355795432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8076002672355795432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/til-you-see-light.html' title='&apos;Til you see the light.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4801851591692731185</id><published>2011-01-05T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T01:49:54.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy ballz of faiyahhhhhhhh, like whut?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TSNdTaz4FcI/AAAAAAAAESE/8HKxtuwQR6o/s1600/KOREA+%25289%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="467" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TSNdTaz4FcI/AAAAAAAAESE/8HKxtuwQR6o/s640/KOREA+%25289%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am so restless.&lt;br /&gt;So fucking restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't fall asleep.&amp;nbsp;This. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, anyone, help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally going for a run tomorrow! Going to try out the app i downloaded, see if it really works. HAHAHAHAHA, i know right, going for a run to try out apple apps. Annoying much. But hey, cheap thrills. Oh and just to be annoying, my picture just had to be huge-ass in-your-face :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4801851591692731185?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4801851591692731185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4801851591692731185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/holy-ballz-of-faiyahhhhhhhh-like-whut.html' title='Holy ballz of faiyahhhhhhhh, like whut?'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TSNdTaz4FcI/AAAAAAAAESE/8HKxtuwQR6o/s72-c/KOREA+%25289%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-9153937803067942364</id><published>2011-01-04T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:53:24.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stop, won't stop.</title><content type='html'>Third time, i'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so restless tonight! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should prolly try to get to bed earlier, no? Falling asleep has been so difficult for me, i don't know why. I guess with Oneway playing tonight, it ain't going to be a long night (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-9153937803067942364?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9153937803067942364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9153937803067942364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/cant-stop-wont-stop.html' title='Can&apos;t stop, won&apos;t stop.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8547882801494284123</id><published>2011-01-04T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T02:48:46.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You must be wondering.</title><content type='html'>"What the fuck is this shit!" You thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-hoes, cody was complaining that my korean blog head &lt;i&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps atn" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;재클린&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;의&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;블로그!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was illiterate. So i changed it for his sake, it's now called '&lt;b&gt;DOPESHIT&lt;/b&gt;' for the betterment of everyone, like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA! I know, awesome like that. So just in case he was blinded by his cute cumshots &lt;i&gt;(no, your eyes did not read this wrongly, hahaha)&lt;/i&gt; i changed my huge-ass leaderboard to notify and remind him so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nice like that; well don't you love me so much now, cody?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8547882801494284123?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8547882801494284123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8547882801494284123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-must-be-wondering.html' title='You must be wondering.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3689316839103257138</id><published>2011-01-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T02:29:40.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for sleeping early in 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TSH6Te247cI/AAAAAAAAESA/hgIZz7Vmr6Y/s1600/KOREA+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="465" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TSH6Te247cI/AAAAAAAAESA/hgIZz7Vmr6Y/s640/KOREA+%25283%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahahaha, epic face. This is Korea, when i was like... young. God knows how old i was!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, so much for resolutions and sleeping early. What lies. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a job.&amp;nbsp;Mom told me to pick up a foreign language &lt;i&gt;(since i have wanted to)&lt;/i&gt; while waiting to get a job. So i thought of picking up dance while/concurrently waiting to pick up a f.language while waiting to get a job.&amp;nbsp;I know, my life is so awesome like that. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaning towards singing in bars and cafes! Sounds so fun, and so awesome. But then again, i wouldn't mind having jobs in retail lines or f&amp;amp;b either. Should i go back to the f&amp;amp;b line, my parents are expecting me to get a higher paid job and position because i have 2 years or experience in banqueting. Oh, man. Don't like to get all annoyed with finding and picking jobs. Suck ballz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too stressed a life; too fast a pace for me. I don't see a future for me in Singapore. Totally want to migrate overseas and all. Live a relaxed life there. Then again, talk is cheap. Talk is so fucking&amp;nbsp;downright&amp;nbsp;cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3689316839103257138?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3689316839103257138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3689316839103257138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-much-for-sleeping-early-in-2011.html' title='So much for sleeping early in 2011.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TSH6Te247cI/AAAAAAAAESA/hgIZz7Vmr6Y/s72-c/KOREA+%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-9184267198856862277</id><published>2011-01-02T05:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:17:07.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes wide open. Why are they open?</title><content type='html'>Yes, i am wide awake now. I can't seem to fall back asleep, but i guess it's okay for now since it's a sunday afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how has 2011 been for all reading currently?&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel any different, truthfully speaking, it's nothing much for me. Hahaha. It's just another year, another 365 days (364, for now) to go through. We're just waiting in store for what's going to surprise us during the year. And believe me, it will take you by surprise. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new year's eve was spent at home counting down with my family and earlier spent with Crystal around and about town wandering away. Finally settling down at 313's Greenhouse Cafe, to hear nico's debut there. He's there as a singer. Visit him too, if you should want to! Food there is awesome, very delicious but i feel it's a little overpriced for what they have. But hey, there is a reason for them to why the cafe is called a Greenhouse Cafe right? Hahaha! Nico was awesome, so was the crowd (since crystal and i were part of it) and i know because he was so nice to invite me to sing a song or two on that mini stage. It was fun! The audience were so nice, they had smiles all through the couple of hours that crystal and i were there. Oh, not to mention there was this cute guy in black siting by the swing at the back, he had nice features, his eyes awww! Nico said that cute guy liked my singing, hahaha omg, and he's vietnamese! So coooool! Heh! So that just boosted my love and want to sing acoustics in a cafe or bar like Acid Bar! Too awesome, toooo awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year was spent by being home and cleaning up my room wih my family, did a little re-arranging around so yeah, pretty pleased with my room at current! Hee, chinese new year is coming so sooooon! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now excuse me while i try to get back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome sunday morning! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-9184267198856862277?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9184267198856862277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9184267198856862277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/eyes-wide-open-why-are-they-open.html' title='Eyes wide open. Why are they open?'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1417000105449418156</id><published>2011-01-01T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:19:07.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEARRRRRRR! :D&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, start off with the new year resolutions that i've come up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Save money well. And not save then spend it all away.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep bloody early, in view of saving my skin.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wake up early too, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Start exercising. Totally haven't been doing so since holidays started.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;Get a job. I need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so these are a few to start off my new year. The more important ones to me, that is. I'm looking forward to the new year, i have a very good feeling that 2011 is going to be an awesome year for me and for my friends and family! Hahahahaa, so exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1417000105449418156?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1417000105449418156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1417000105449418156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8627651043353071651</id><published>2010-12-31T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:42:34.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last of 2010.</title><content type='html'>Here i am.&lt;br /&gt;Lying in bed, typing on my itouch, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowingly that it's the last day of 2010, i had to drag myself painfully to make me log onto my account to do a meagre self-recount on the past year. Specifically, MY past year. However, i might not do so. Seriously, who'd bother about my year and what i've been through? I'd certainly prefer to be forward-looking! So instead of boring you with my miserable year of 2010, i'd present you with wonderous 2011 and some resolutions i have set for myself to fulfil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, isn't that more interesting than my year(s) in millennia/hell? &lt;br /&gt;Definitely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8627651043353071651?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8627651043353071651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8627651043353071651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-of-2010.html' title='The last of 2010.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4657937512121125806</id><published>2010-12-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:45:50.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll never know.</title><content type='html'>And i'll never get how changing your fucking display pictures on Facebook help stop or come close to preventing violence against children, seriously, i don't think i will ever do. Yeah, you can go on and tell me about the fact the it's the thought that matters and by changing your profile picture, people know you do care. Balls, you can change your pictures for all you like because that's what it'd be any-fucking-ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you DO care? Go and volunteer and MAKE IT HAPPEN! Yes, sure, it helps me because it does let me&amp;nbsp;reminisce&amp;nbsp;on the old cartoons and wonderful childhood watching them, but that's all it does to me and does not help in preventing any shit, i'm sorry. Pathetic world we have, all they do is to change pictures on Facebook to help stop violence. Just so you know, those abusers probably don't give a flying fuck about what you do on Facebook to 'stop violence against children'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time, people will change pictures on Facebook to let others know who they prefer as President or the next political party, in hopes of having a change to then. How about that? Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4657937512121125806?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4657937512121125806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4657937512121125806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/12/youll-never-know.html' title='You&apos;ll never know.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-873406433910321727</id><published>2010-12-05T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:20:00.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0300</title><content type='html'>How you doin, peopleeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's 3am. I'm doing it, again. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't sleep last night anyways, haha! Hardcore talkathon with sean, shane and usagi-chan &lt;b&gt;(HAHAHA)&lt;/b&gt; for about 8hours, too hardcore. Hahaha! And now, i'm bobbing my head in rhythm to One Way &lt;i&gt;(best r&amp;amp;b/rap grp i ever heard and loved)&lt;/i&gt; with Jack while he's playing his Wolf Team game. Hahaha! I really should get to bed. Heh! Gnight ya'll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-873406433910321727?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/873406433910321727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/873406433910321727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/12/0300.html' title='0300'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8157124978356717024</id><published>2010-12-02T03:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T03:46:53.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, it's the last show.</title><content type='html'>Great, my body clock has officially been screwed up, again.&lt;br /&gt;Not like it has never happened, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's these times that i need someone to talk to though. Hard to find friends close enough to talk through the nights nowadays, everyone is just passing by. Popping by, just to say hi, then off they go. Things like that happen, and they happen so frequently that i seem to have gotten used to this procedure.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, it gets really lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it happens. Shit happens too. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of saying, my plans of completing my workout routines have all been bunches of air and bull. Really need to get them going! Since holidays have started, i am only eating a meal a day, sucks to be me, i know. By the time i get up, it's past noon. Missed breakfast, don't feel hungry for lunch, so just liquid intake and fruits. Then dinner time yum. My life is so good. Hahaha!&amp;nbsp;However, whatever diet i might come to have, i'd still eat good food enjoyably and i do not starve myself. Never would i, stupid you are if you do! I mean, sure, starving yourself could speed up your slimming process, but in such an unhealthy way; so go ahead and suffer. I'm eating as per normal, as much as i want, happily! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also, by the way, reminds me of certain ladies out there &lt;i&gt;(acceptable/skinny ones, i am referring to, and by acceptable is the norm size of Asians; size 6-8s)&lt;/i&gt; who keep complaining they're fat and need to slim down even though they are already so fucking skinny/in shape. I never understand them. Makes me wonder if they are really sick in the head, or are they just faking this whole shit so every damned person around them have to indirectly praise them for already being skinny/fit/okay, only having to hear their fucking complaints again and again and again. This is mentally and physically tiring too, so very hard to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not that i don't have friends like these women, i do have! I have a few ways of tackling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Fucking ignore them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2. Reply in a very i-don't-fucking-care attitude. Eg:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Skinny ass friend thinking she so fucking fat: OMFG I AM SO FUCKING FAT NOW&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hah, having a size 4-8 girl saying that in my face, gets me so mad)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me: 'Oh, k.'&amp;nbsp;Gets them pissed, then they'd take their skinny shit to someone else to suffer and die of ear cancer or something.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;3. React and reply in a very fake &lt;i&gt;(like them skinny bitches)&lt;/i&gt; and 'lika-omgah' manner, yet praising them for having such 'awesome' figure anyways though they are fat. Heh.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, being a female is so difficult. Too skinny, you get dissed. Too fat, you get those eyes that spell disgust and downright gross. And having a healthy and average body depends on every single person's perception, it varies. So it isn't wrong if i feel fine and healthy with my body type and size, am i only right to say so? Then again, it isn't only the women. Some men are partially at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I feel okay with how my body is now, it'd be better if i can tone my thighs and arms. But, i don't find anything wrong weight/body-type-wise, so why should i be taking criticisms that are against my body? About why i am fat, in your opinion? About my body compared to another girl's body? About my weight and another stranger's weight? Why should any guy or girl make such comparisons? If i am comfortable with myself, why should i even bother about you and your body or even to the extent of wanting to have your skinny-assed body? Well, if you do not like my body, you can jolly well go binge and starve to your fucking skinny deathbed and over your fucking frail skinny bodies. Questions wise? I leave that to you to question your self, conscience and body. Just remember, treat your body right. Treat yourself right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeee, i could go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;But no, i'd rather be listening to Anthony Neely on repeat :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8157124978356717024?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8157124978356717024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8157124978356717024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/12/baby-its-last-show.html' title='Baby, it&apos;s the last show.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3783608174429081690</id><published>2010-12-01T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:52:09.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas skies.</title><content type='html'>Hello all, it's December already.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies by so quickly this year, Christmas soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to come online to blog a little because i just happened to feel regretful and sorry about certain things. Teens nowadays tend to take many things for granted, and it's not just things alone; trust me, i know.&amp;nbsp;Like during dinner just now, i just happened to mention the Starbucks Christmas Open House that would be happening on the coming Thursday. Telling my parents since my mom's office buildings has a Starbucks, and also my dad's a Starbucks coffee lover, so they could go get it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, saying that Vicki asked me out because we're such hardcore Starbucks fans, also the fact that i'm broke for the time being; so when i can be home or to travel round without having to spend much, it'd be the best, of course.&amp;nbsp;I've to be saving up for school, i want to do my part, so if i can not spend, i do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just awhile ago, dad comes in, passing me pocket money D':&lt;br /&gt;And being me, sucha retard, all i could say was thank you. I mean like, at first i was gloating because i have money now, and till i remembered the fact that i happened to mention it during dinner, i'm just lost for words. It's times like this, i wished so badly that i could say so much more than just a simple 'thank you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, if you're reading this: i love you and mom :D&lt;br /&gt;And thank you, for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3783608174429081690?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3783608174429081690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3783608174429081690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/12/vegas-skies.html' title='Vegas skies.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5040506962056739695</id><published>2010-11-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:46:55.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, kid.</title><content type='html'>I want to go hear and see Josiah when he comes to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall! And i also have to go job hunting, especially those stores that require one to go to the store to ask about it, anyone on for this? I need a job round town area, easy for me to get to school. Maybe monday, i'll that or tuesday, or when anyone wants to tag along with me. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if anyone has a job offer round town, text me! Or pm/dm me on fb/twitter! &lt;i&gt;(or if anyone bothers to read this page at all, hahahahahahha!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5040506962056739695?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5040506962056739695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5040506962056739695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-on-kid.html' title='Come on, kid.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2901959597564813243</id><published>2010-11-22T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T14:24:51.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't seem to find your heart.</title><content type='html'>Wonderful day. Cooling and all, yay. Heh, good conditions to workout indoors and outdoors. But i'm bored for now. I am pretty restless, still looking for a job and stuff. School's starting soon in December, hopefully i have nice classmates. Hahaha! Ugh, so boredddddd. Be back, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2901959597564813243?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2901959597564813243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2901959597564813243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/cant-seem-to-find-your-heart.html' title='Can&apos;t seem to find your heart.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3430277179950278133</id><published>2010-11-15T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T00:54:40.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's gotta be more to life.</title><content type='html'>Everyone's asleep now. It's just me, cold wind and Troy &lt;i&gt;(again)&lt;/i&gt; because i have nothing else left on tv to watch. Hahahaha, can't wait for op to end, can't wait for life in millennia to end, in just 2more days. Heh, awesome. I still need a job, that starts asap. Got to start looking so soon because i am broke, ugh. Got to start clearing my room, so messy. Whatever it is, all things have to wait till after my op. Cannot. Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for you. I don't know. I'm confused about here and there and gray areas. Deal with that later. OP first. Fighting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3430277179950278133?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3430277179950278133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3430277179950278133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/theres-gotta-be-more-to-life.html' title='There&apos;s gotta be more to life.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3011023795152816962</id><published>2010-11-13T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T10:54:53.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home alone.</title><content type='html'>I came across a post on tumblr, which was a quote by J.K. Rowling, that got me thinking quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;There's too many reasons to why one chooses to start losing weight, it could be for themselves or for someone else. Or things that happened to them to spark off such a weight-losing sensation. Yes, i admit, it's good to see people look better and i am really happy for them. However, for those who are happy with how they are and what they have, yet still look good, comfortable, healthy and happy, are they in the wrong to stay as they are? I don't know, i don't think and won't understand how being 'fat' could be the worst thing that anyone can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3011023795152816962?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3011023795152816962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3011023795152816962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/home-alone.html' title='Home alone.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4711413517586093634</id><published>2010-11-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:35:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunnnnnnnnnday.</title><content type='html'>Very cool sunday. Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lost my vibe to blog. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4711413517586093634?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4711413517586093634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4711413517586093634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunnnnnnnnnday.html' title='Sunnnnnnnnnday.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2169331178511534215</id><published>2010-11-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:04:32.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet serendipity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I slept a lot today, feels good, too good. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Whole lot of studying and memorizing to be done tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;아자 아자, fighting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2169331178511534215?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2169331178511534215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2169331178511534215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/sweet-serendipity.html' title='Sweet serendipity.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8263432315363562589</id><published>2010-11-03T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:09:21.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, will fall in place.</title><content type='html'>November, yay! Happy belated birthday to my bro, though we celebrated his 2nights ago, he's 17! Hahaha, good luck to his O's and don't go to millennia okay! Go for something you love &lt;i&gt;(even though you are lost now, but it's okay!) &lt;/i&gt;Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Countdown: 1day to the end of school. 7days to goodbye mi. 1 paper. 1 OP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how badly i want to wrap this awful phase of my life up. Then again, it's not all that awful. Ugh, i don't want to start weighing pros and cons now, i just want this to be over and done with. Don't have to see millennians from mondays to fridays ever, again. Haha. Funny how i don't feel anything sad when it comes to leaving millennia, guess there isn't much to feel for eitherways since more than half the people i've met won't give a flying fuck about me anyways. So srsly, makes no difference to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, registered for school! Yay! All i need to do is to start memorizing OP content and get a job soon to prevent myself from wasting time. I also need to clear my room, throw so many stuff away, put so many stuff away. Won't need it anymore, okay too early to say, but yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i ran out of things to talk about. On a very random note, &lt;b&gt;GORILLA CREW'S HITTING ZIRCA TOMORROW NIGHT!&lt;/b&gt; AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I WANNA GO D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8263432315363562589?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8263432315363562589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8263432315363562589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-will-fall-in-place.html' title='Happy, will fall in place.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7969777719612648651</id><published>2010-10-31T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:21:50.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You lost me.</title><content type='html'>Last day of the month! &lt;i&gt;(duh, obvious)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, a very good day even though i had to miss the Korean Tigers and Halloween parties at CQ yesterday. But! There's always next year, right? Heh, well, things are almost done now. All i'm left are to finish up the A's and fill in the two green forms: &lt;i&gt;one for withdrawal, one for registration&lt;/i&gt;. Awesomeage, hahahaahaha, should there be such an awesome word. Also, randomly came up in my mind, i can't wait for &lt;i&gt;JYP Audition&lt;/i&gt;! Sounds so cool, heeeeeeeee. Hello work, money, new school, dance, singing and whole lottttttttttt more! Yay, things looking so good nao! I like!&amp;nbsp;Thanks for all those support that my family and friends have given through my down days, i am thankful. I really am. I shall update you guys once the examinations are over k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;준비 됐어?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;가자!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;파이팅!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7969777719612648651?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7969777719612648651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7969777719612648651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-lost-me.html' title='You lost me.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2485426948163554389</id><published>2010-10-26T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:19:03.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>71 Into The Fire (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TMbUawhBdsI/AAAAAAAAER0/2ObPtYJ8jsg/s1600/Special-screening-71-Into-the-Fire-held-U-S.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TMbUawhBdsI/AAAAAAAAER0/2ObPtYJ8jsg/s640/Special-screening-71-Into-the-Fire-held-U-S.jpg" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(tears)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched it with Debs today! Such an awesome movie. Worth every cent of your money and every bit of your time. They should have this movie in 3D, omg &lt;b&gt;imagine TOP in 3D&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(drools&lt;/i&gt;) Wonderful storyline, wonderful cast. Very meaningful movie. Too bad it's rather under-rated in Singapore because not a lot of people know about it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s. my poor bb dies in the end, i love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2485426948163554389?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2485426948163554389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2485426948163554389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/71-into-fire-2010.html' title='71 Into The Fire (2010)'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TMbUawhBdsI/AAAAAAAAER0/2ObPtYJ8jsg/s72-c/Special-screening-71-Into-the-Fire-held-U-S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-802903700112364133</id><published>2010-10-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:33:12.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforeseeable.</title><content type='html'>Man, another confused night. Another confused night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to make up my mind, now. Where to, next?&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-802903700112364133?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/802903700112364133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/802903700112364133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/unforeseeable.html' title='Unforeseeable.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4737822286577922501</id><published>2010-10-20T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T10:05:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20102010</title><content type='html'>I went to bed last night, and all my head had was &lt;i&gt;'hey, today's 20102010!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful, very thankful, that i've got my family. They are love. And so is J, thanks, even though you aren't family. But hey, you listened and was willing to listen to me whine. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4737822286577922501?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4737822286577922501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4737822286577922501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/20102010.html' title='20102010'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7757563747412624485</id><published>2010-10-19T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T14:30:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd do it all over again.</title><content type='html'>In the library now, dad called awhile ago after receiving my text, mom didn't reply. Texted J, replied, but i didn't. I don't know why. I saw this coming. I made my choice way before, about leaving. I'm not sad, i'm afraid; not because of leaving, but because of facing my parents. Again and again. Sorry mom and dad, disappointment again. I tried. And i can't. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7757563747412624485?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7757563747412624485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7757563747412624485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/id-do-it-all-over-again.html' title='I&apos;d do it all over again.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1907458475693354061</id><published>2010-10-17T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T04:21:51.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERGENCY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Email: &lt;u&gt;kayelmen@live.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Facebook message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Twitter direct message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted my entire contact list by accident, fucking itchy fingers D:&lt;br /&gt;So, those who bothers to have me on your contact list and think that i would contact you, please do so through any of the above methods &lt;i&gt;(gladly appreciate it)&lt;/i&gt; and once i get your number, i'll text you back k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Jacklyn, jacklyn, clumsy ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1907458475693354061?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1907458475693354061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1907458475693354061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/emergency.html' title='EMERGENCY.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3832366532788294815</id><published>2010-10-16T23:59:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:38:14.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello starbux barista!</title><content type='html'>Awesome evening/night out with Amirah and then joined by Sheqal for dinner, though Amirah and i were too full for dinner. Hahahaha! Then shopped at Muji for candy and stationeries!&lt;i&gt; (calling out to miss neosijin!) &lt;/i&gt;And ended up nua-ing outside the benches of the toilets at ION. HAHAHAHA, awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, we should go down to Starbucks at City Hall more often, hahahahaha!&amp;nbsp;Well, Amirah and i saw this adooooorable barista&lt;i&gt; (ok, more like really cool with his tattoos and all)&lt;/i&gt; so cute. Haha, okay stop it ah Jacklyn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3832366532788294815?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3832366532788294815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3832366532788294815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-starbux-barista.html' title='Hello starbux barista!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-576275252801292639</id><published>2010-10-15T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:57:57.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're looking for something dumb to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLh5aXuzDxI/AAAAAAAAERw/JPqJ0pXoZfc/s1600/38919_10150223120760317_523420316_13678084_1903918_n%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLh5aXuzDxI/AAAAAAAAERw/JPqJ0pXoZfc/s640/38919_10150223120760317_523420316_13678084_1903918_n%5B1%5D.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Student Leaders 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it seemed so much easier this year. I think as i get older every year, the responsibility gets heavier, but the trust is being built on my age which allows many people to have so much more faith in me. It's glad to know so. I'm proud of myself, to have done well this final term for the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, &lt;i&gt;(we all know, there's always a 'however') &lt;/i&gt;not well enough to possibly have myself promoted up to the upcoming year &lt;i&gt;(though i do not know the status yet, but) &lt;/i&gt;Then again, i have decided mentally to leave and look for brighter opportunities, chances that i would be happier off with this choice made, so no regrets! I have done well.&amp;nbsp;All my studying did pay off somewhat! &lt;i&gt;(that excludes mob, which didn't look good after all the cramming, and poa which i didnt study, hahaha!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, Jacklyn. It's been a long war, a long painful and very tiring/taxing fight and it's finally coming to an end (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, it has been 3years. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the people i've met, people i've talked to. For those whom i have never spoke more than ever after one meeting, would think i am an arrogant bastard who never says hi again because of any reason. I have my reasons and reserves, just to have you guys know, i am somewhat and sometimes shy too&lt;i&gt; (inserts blushed expression here please)&lt;/i&gt; Hahahaha, i don't think anyone in millennia had been a true enough friend to know who i really am on the inside (&lt;i&gt;this is unfortunate to say, but it is the truth)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;There are some people i'd love to thank for they have been with me through these 3years &lt;i&gt;(whether physically, secretly or mentally/within their prayers and stuff)&lt;/i&gt;, they might not have been the closest to me, yet. &lt;i&gt;(and here the keyword is 'yet') &lt;/i&gt;I shall thank them in my blog soon, not yet! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i've a writer's block. I shall leave this here for now and go to my guitar or something. Hahaha, so abruptly random, but hey, that is me! You be loved, gnight! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-576275252801292639?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/576275252801292639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/576275252801292639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/were-looking-for-something-dumb-to-do.html' title='We&apos;re looking for something dumb to do.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLh5aXuzDxI/AAAAAAAAERw/JPqJ0pXoZfc/s72-c/38919_10150223120760317_523420316_13678084_1903918_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8589574689507756505</id><published>2010-10-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:07:28.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't have the guts.</title><content type='html'>I don't dare to open up to talk, everyone's so busy. So busy, so tired. And by meaning everyone, it's just mom and dad. They've been busy, i know. So, should i just talk to them, to tell them what i want? Get it done, and over with. Tomorrow is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8589574689507756505?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8589574689507756505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8589574689507756505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-have-guts.html' title='Don&apos;t have the guts.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3339457868680536317</id><published>2010-10-11T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:41:23.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye Cannonball'/><title type='text'>In loving memory of Cannonball.</title><content type='html'>Siva was so sweet today, other than showing off his muscles&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(which was pretty sweet nonetheless)&lt;/i&gt;, because he picked a little yellow flower for me today. How nice of him, no? The flower unfortunately died in the LR1, i think due to its temperature D: So, in loving memory, vicki and i held a funeral during maths D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLMFe6SONsI/AAAAAAAAERo/mSvBWHeWWlU/s1600/P0396_111010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLMFe6SONsI/AAAAAAAAERo/mSvBWHeWWlU/s320/P0396_111010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Cannonball left us this morning, peacefully. I hope she is happy in kitty heaven, fat and happy, that is. I love you, bobo! &amp;lt;3 I'll miss you, i'm sure! So would &lt;b&gt;Debs, Crystal and Munirah&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;:'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cannonball is a old fat cat, my neighbour's cute old fat cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3339457868680536317?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3339457868680536317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3339457868680536317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-loving-memory-of-cannonball.html' title='In loving memory of Cannonball.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLMFe6SONsI/AAAAAAAAERo/mSvBWHeWWlU/s72-c/P0396_111010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-728371120147871032</id><published>2010-10-10T10:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:10:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLDAbV6l5AI/AAAAAAAAERk/rGLZ7GtowWI/s1600/IMG000016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLDAbV6l5AI/AAAAAAAAERk/rGLZ7GtowWI/s1600/IMG000016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAHAMY FACE and the two adorable meows of zuer!&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt;k Mizuno Wave Run '&lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.10.10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i was just being a pain in the ass bolding the &lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sign up for it, because it totally slipped my mind. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, good day. Good day! Prolly i'll go for a swim or something, just to relax myself and prepare for another week of hell/school/whatever you like it to be. Ugh, bai ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-728371120147871032?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/728371120147871032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/728371120147871032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html' title='10.10.10'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLDAbV6l5AI/AAAAAAAAERk/rGLZ7GtowWI/s72-c/IMG000016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3509192493879213239</id><published>2010-10-09T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T03:15:27.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUSH PUSH LULZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLC-rcAptbI/AAAAAAAAERg/en2WGnGwTV4/s1600/CIMG2161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLC-rcAptbI/AAAAAAAAERg/en2WGnGwTV4/s640/CIMG2161.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello all! HAHAHAHA@epic picture up there!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome day today out with Crystal, and dinner meetup/catchup with jy, shaun, jj, fernanders, louis and desmond! I miss them so much, they are my good times in westwood, so many good times that i cannot count on it anymore! There'd be more to come, i'm sure! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3509192493879213239?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3509192493879213239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3509192493879213239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/09/push-push-lulz.html' title='PUSH PUSH LULZ'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TLC-rcAptbI/AAAAAAAAERg/en2WGnGwTV4/s72-c/CIMG2161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-154086657245638472</id><published>2010-10-08T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T01:41:06.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are everywhere.</title><content type='html'>Why are you even appearing in so many hits for search engines on my blog?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, very kewt ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hey people!&lt;br /&gt;TGIF! &lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;שָׁלוֹם!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;שָׁלוֹם = shalom = 'Peace' in Hebrew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-154086657245638472?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/154086657245638472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/154086657245638472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-are-everywhere.html' title='You are everywhere.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3733872846099875450</id><published>2010-10-08T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T01:36:00.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refrain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TK4E21iVdAI/AAAAAAAAERc/OLIZOcMzBrI/s1600/TOP+%283%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="359" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TK4E21iVdAI/AAAAAAAAERc/OLIZOcMzBrI/s640/TOP+%283%29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I should stop worrying if you would.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop worry if you won't.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop worrying if i should.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop worrying if i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know because i don't want to come off as too clingy and desperate and what not i intend to be. I just want to be me, how you'd like me to be. How i'd love me to be, just me! And you'd just stay this way. So fine, so fly boy. So fly like a G6. HAHAHAHAHHAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3733872846099875450?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3733872846099875450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3733872846099875450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/refrain.html' title='Refrain.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TK4E21iVdAI/AAAAAAAAERc/OLIZOcMzBrI/s72-c/TOP+%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5829753577941014320</id><published>2010-10-07T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:37:58.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September fever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TK32O5h5LUI/AAAAAAAAERY/De32xXdNUMc/s1600/TOP+%285%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TK32O5h5LUI/AAAAAAAAERY/De32xXdNUMc/s1600/TOP+%285%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think have this thing for September, idk why, because i seem to keep writing my dates as the month of September. It is irritating me much? Hahaha! Anyways, today was rather productive i must say? I did finish a chinese essay afterall! Hahahaha! &lt;i&gt;(pats my own back)&lt;/i&gt; Go Jacklyn, go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have noticed that 15 October, next Friday, we'd be receiving our papers back or something. This is it, i guess. Hahahaha! I still don't understand how people think being 3years in millennia could be a waste of time, you mean you guys think &lt;b&gt;YOU GUYS ALL are a waste of my time&lt;/b&gt;? I don't think so though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg, the picture i have today is just pure love.&lt;i&gt; (sighs in awe)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss student leaders from WWSS and HSS very much after a few days of chatting with Justin Cheong whiny-lazy-sleepy-clubber-cannot-wake-up Wen Yi, i miss those times. Of course, my lovely secondary school clique, seeing them this Saturday! ♥ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5829753577941014320?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5829753577941014320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5829753577941014320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/september-fever.html' title='September fever?'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TK32O5h5LUI/AAAAAAAAERY/De32xXdNUMc/s72-c/TOP+%285%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2292267561925458065</id><published>2010-10-06T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:47:22.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to the Moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/93m1M1t8i9k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/93m1M1t8i9k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best song of Bruno's, i personally think so. Okay, i actually love all his songs from his album. And it is hardly ever that i love all songs from an album of an artist. Bruno, being the second one who has done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first? David Choi ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2292267561925458065?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2292267561925458065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2292267561925458065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/talking-to-moon.html' title='Talking to the Moon.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7776522801684009318</id><published>2010-10-05T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T01:30:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TKoOuB65UrI/AAAAAAAAERU/AhC_ZijDp24/s1600/BLGPS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TKoOuB65UrI/AAAAAAAAERU/AhC_ZijDp24/s640/BLGPS.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Like, holy shit! Good innocent times, very very good times.&lt;br /&gt;Now, all you've to do, is to locate me. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7776522801684009318?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7776522801684009318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7776522801684009318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/old-school.html' title='Old School.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TKoOuB65UrI/AAAAAAAAERU/AhC_ZijDp24/s72-c/BLGPS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1386641437749366454</id><published>2010-10-04T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T00:27:11.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause baby, tonight.</title><content type='html'>It's October, already?&lt;br /&gt;Time's passing by so quickly, and i'm just drifting along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, when i thought this Sunday was going great. Guess not. This ruins my mood to blog. I'm going off now. Just thankful enough to have wonderful and very caring friends and buddies. Even if i'm a free-thinker, but damn, thank God for them. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1386641437749366454?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1386641437749366454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1386641437749366454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/cause-baby-tonight.html' title='&apos;Cause baby, tonight.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-582325142722705874</id><published>2010-09-21T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T03:32:53.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights; trouble sleeping.</title><content type='html'>Why why why am i,&lt;br /&gt;having sleepless nights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find no sense in continuing to stay, because what i want to do is of no relevance of my current situation. I haven't officially mentioned about my intention to leave millennia to my parents yet, but they cannot stop me. I. Am. Leaving. And that's that. I know they would support me, somewhat perhaps, but yet be disappointed. I can't help but to feel really stupid and incompetent. I should try to get some sleep, i need it. Least to get through 2 more days of papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Jacklyn, you know you can, since you've already done so for the past 2years ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-582325142722705874?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/582325142722705874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/582325142722705874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/09/sleepless-nights-trouble-sleeping.html' title='Sleepless nights; trouble sleeping.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-467342917921507809</id><published>2010-09-02T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T00:54:15.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief and pain.</title><content type='html'>So i've made up my mind, and accidentally happened to have had a talk about it with my mom.&amp;nbsp;I'm so glad she's okay, and supportive of it. I'm sure about dad too. But, still, I feel sorry for my parents. I feel like i've failed them both. God, i feel like a failure. Damn. But hey, i know what i want now, for at least, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Oh, I lied to my mom too, about the reason why i went to Millennia. One true reason being that i have nowhere else to go with my pathetic O level results, but the other because my mom had wanted me to go to a college so badly. I didn't want her to be disappointed, and so i did. And there, the worst mistake of my life. Well, it wasn't that horrid, but trust me, it was bad enough. Stupid enough of me, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Whatever it is, i'm going all out for this finals and come what may the results would be. For the best or the worst. I'm bidding my goodbyes, for sure. Taking the long route to do what i love. Why you might ask?&amp;nbsp;It's because i don't mind and don't care about what people might think or say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So where to? Definitely somewhere way happier than Millennia. I shan't say where, right now, but don't be surprised at where i would want to go in the end! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Till then, au revoir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-467342917921507809?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/467342917921507809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/467342917921507809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/09/relief-and-pain.html' title='Relief and pain.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1029138236725803496</id><published>2010-08-02T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T02:49:38.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the (almost) final countdown!</title><content type='html'>Well, hello August!&lt;br /&gt;Please treat me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mTb5XOV5acc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mTb5XOV5acc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note to self: 4-5 weeks left before the second promotionals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1029138236725803496?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1029138236725803496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1029138236725803496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-almost-final-countdown.html' title='It&apos;s the (almost) final countdown!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4125107822751587752</id><published>2010-07-26T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T15:07:36.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the end.</title><content type='html'>Seriously, if the thing going on about results continues, i'm so going to commit suicide. I know i did badly, damn does it have to go on again and again. I'm working as hard as possible to keep my ass in this fucking school. How much more do you want from me? Because, just so you know, i can't give anymore. This is fucking depressing. It just takes one sentence, one comment from any random fucked up teacher in school, to remind me of this whole fucking catastrophe and fuck my monday up. i know I did badly this mids, i know okay! So what you want me to do? I am already starting for the second promos and it's not like i didn't study for the first, on the contrary, i fucking did study so much. Ugh. Fuck, i'm going to sleep and study to death later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4125107822751587752?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4125107822751587752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4125107822751587752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-end.html' title='In the end.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8480635068505076717</id><published>2010-07-22T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:28:22.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know.</title><content type='html'>While everyone's panicking on how much they received on papers, i am not bothered. Not that i couldn't care less but i find that, for me, it's what i learnt through this whole promotional exams ordeal. What matters to me most, is that i actually make improvements to show that my hard work actually managed to pay off during this period. But apparently, i guess some schoolmates, teachers, the school and possibly parents don't really care about improvements made; they just want results. Are results really everything that matters? Because if results are really everything then i don't think i can continue convincing people that i can do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i was studying so hard for my papers, some results just wouldn't show. I made improvements, not huge ones, but significant ones that boosts me to do even better for my next test or exams, but i don't think people care about that, do they? This is getting depressing, i might have suicidal tendencies/sign showing soon. &lt;i&gt;(sighs really loud here)&lt;/i&gt; Yes, i do realize that results matter so much in Singapore to get a job and shit stuff follows on, but there is a limit to how much one can learn/take in which is why sometimes i find that results aren't always that matters! Well, as i am finding out how much i can save myself for the end of the year's promotional examinations, i only have the choice to press on. Go, Jacklyn. All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my classmates, schoolmates and whoever else feeling the same way as i do as of now, press on people! We can do this, or at least to get through this positively without having thoughts to jump off school buildings or any random buildings &lt;i&gt;(i think we have had enough of that)&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just realized why i am in millennia now. i came into mi because my mom had wanted me to go into a college ._. i should've gone for ite, least i could do something i want and go to a polytechnic at the end of the day. millennia, what a wrong choice especially when the principal only knows how to put students down six feet under. even if it's a truth/fact, i don't think using 'stupid' to students would make it any real, already knowing that A levels are tough. ugh, what am i going to do now T-T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8480635068505076717?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8480635068505076717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8480635068505076717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6902372611673947429</id><published>2010-07-18T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:02:25.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olly-jandro</title><content type='html'>So it's been a week since we've had Olly, unfortunately, we've to let him go. He's too big and not allowed in HDBs. So we're giving him away, such a pity though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's going to be Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, not enjoyable at all. Lucky tomorrow is a short school day, but i have detention for some chinese shit that i didn't submit, dumb much. Anyways, off to my assignments. School's on tomorrow, meaning the fun me is to be locked up in my closet T-T Gnight, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6902372611673947429?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6902372611673947429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6902372611673947429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/olly-jandro.html' title='Olly-jandro'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5634663086007847473</id><published>2010-07-11T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T09:03:23.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, okay, so in one sudden night, my family got a dog.&amp;nbsp;Olympic, 9 month old mixed breed, i believe to be a cojack &lt;i&gt;(jack russel and corgi)&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha, quite cool, i guess. Damn hyper, his energy seems endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope our neighbours won't mind us having Olympic &lt;i&gt;(LOL@THIS SENTENCE BECAUSE IT'S SO EPIC)&lt;/i&gt; because he gets rather noisy sometimes, and he's bloody loud T-T I think i'll tell you guys more next time, i don't seem to be in the blogging mood recently. Lazy... Lessons are resuming in school and i did nothing but laze around the house for the past two days. Great, just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5634663086007847473?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5634663086007847473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5634663086007847473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/olympic.html' title='Olympic'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3546866171757428350</id><published>2010-07-04T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:06:38.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, ten million fireflies.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, i'm listening to this self-set-up radio station from John's introduction, his friend's radio station &lt;a href="http://58.182.180.125:8000/listen.m3u"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Benjamin)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It was playing a remix of Hey Soul Sister and Fireflies, hence the title for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's July already, i'm counting down. Counting down to the day when school ends, and when A's are done for this year. I already have planned some stuff for myself at year end, a christmas gift &lt;i&gt;(an iPod Touch, 32gb)&lt;/i&gt; for myself or i could ask for some sponsers, hahaha! Going for my driving license, going for dance classes, French &lt;i&gt;(and/or)&lt;/i&gt; Korean class, shopping spree and moreeeeee! And get a new part time job, telemarketing is boring shit. Hahahaha! Okay, back to doing something else now, till laterrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3546866171757428350?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3546866171757428350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3546866171757428350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-ten-million-fireflies.html' title='Hey, ten million fireflies.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6248175101759397109</id><published>2010-06-26T04:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T04:36:37.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ask and it will be given to you, seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.”&amp;nbsp;(Matthew 7:7)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But, i do not know what to ask for/about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What to seek for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without these in mind, &lt;i&gt;i do not know which door to knock upon&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I think, i need help D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6248175101759397109?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6248175101759397109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6248175101759397109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/i.html' title='I...'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6178921144108533300</id><published>2010-06-26T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T04:28:04.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times like these.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i need somebody to tell me that it'll be alright when i'm in doubt; when i'm at worry. I'm not all that, i'm just this. God, i need a hug D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6178921144108533300?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6178921144108533300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6178921144108533300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/times-like-these.html' title='Times like these.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2113139109479268033</id><published>2010-06-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:47:50.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertainty.</title><content type='html'>I feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forget it, i got lazy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, 2 more days to re-opening of school. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go... Jacklyn, Go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a choice, i got to go all out now &lt;b&gt;ㅠ_ㅠ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2113139109479268033?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2113139109479268033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2113139109479268033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/uncertainty.html' title='Uncertainty.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4447465281541921655</id><published>2010-06-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T01:14:54.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21062010♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TB-dCYNYA-I/AAAAAAAAERE/jXknjO4Q6L8/s1600/126cv8j.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TB-dCYNYA-I/AAAAAAAAERE/jXknjO4Q6L8/s200/126cv8j.jpg.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TB-dBPkMTHI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/j5far2uWtmQ/s1600/Capture.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TB-dBPkMTHI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/j5far2uWtmQ/s640/Capture.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bio"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4447465281541921655?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4447465281541921655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4447465281541921655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/21062010.html' title='21062010♥'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TB-dCYNYA-I/AAAAAAAAERE/jXknjO4Q6L8/s72-c/126cv8j.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6540774587836250962</id><published>2010-06-20T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T02:12:03.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>갈색머리!</title><content type='html'>This is a freaking cute bossa nova song for summer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown Hair, by Gu Hye Sun!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mlt178LVFUE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mlt178LVFUE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6540774587836250962?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6540774587836250962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6540774587836250962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_20.html' title='갈색머리!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-9100772637036623058</id><published>2010-06-19T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T02:10:22.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of your love.</title><content type='html'>I actually felt like blogging. But. Lost it. HAHAHAHA, so gnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-9100772637036623058?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9100772637036623058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/9100772637036623058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/reflections-of-your-love.html' title='Reflections of your love.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2647422001849033803</id><published>2010-06-14T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:23:32.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More words than i've ever heard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TBYsog5eMdI/AAAAAAAAEQs/F6KhW3S_d3g/s1600/tumblr_l3yburRimt1qbu51oo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TBYsog5eMdI/AAAAAAAAEQs/F6KhW3S_d3g/s400/tumblr_l3yburRimt1qbu51oo1_400.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting lazy to blog now, nothing much has been happening. It's just television, laptop, food, guitar, singing, sleeping, and more food. Hahahaha! The interesting pictures are what i found on tumblr today! Epic shit, totally true too! :D Okay, back to the part on guitar for me[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TBYsptp4vtI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/K7RBASMNbNQ/s1600/tumblr_l3zjgkYyED1qa3ucso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TBYsptp4vtI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/K7RBASMNbNQ/s400/tumblr_l3zjgkYyED1qa3ucso1_500.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2647422001849033803?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2647422001849033803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2647422001849033803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-words-than-ive-ever-heard.html' title='More words than i&apos;ve ever heard.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TBYsog5eMdI/AAAAAAAAEQs/F6KhW3S_d3g/s72-c/tumblr_l3yburRimt1qbu51oo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3379942046286478646</id><published>2010-06-11T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:55:20.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Soul Sister.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The title is inspired by Train on MTV's chart attack top 5!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing much? I am actually awake before 9am today, heh. Miraculous enough for a weekday, especially when it's during the holidays. Well, it's because i slept really early last night, like 11pm o.o Hahaha, my nose was killing me, couldn't stop ripping sneezes out. Doing my notes was like getting me to sing immediately after i got up from bed, almost impossible! D: It felt like hell. But damn, the sleep was good and solved my usual cold instantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, my eyes shot open suddenly at 3am for no reason and that lasted for an hour. I couldn't go back to sleep no matter how much i tried to, it felt horrible. Like i was feeling very uncomfortable but i couldn't tell why or where i was feeling uncomfortable at! Weird, seriously. And this weird dreams recently, ack! D: I think i should just stick to sleeping early more often; saves my skin, saves my head from screwing off looser and i don't know, i think i kind of like waking up early. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note,&lt;b&gt; i miss my animes&lt;/b&gt; T-T&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Maid Sama, and awww man, such a cute shoujo anime. And if there was such a guy like Usui in Maid Sama, omg, i'd die in total bliss. &lt;i&gt;Kyaaaa~&lt;/i&gt; Alright, i guess i'd stop dreaming now, meh. Back to reality and tons of notes to do and study for D: Jya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3379942046286478646?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3379942046286478646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3379942046286478646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-soul-sister.html' title='Hey Soul Sister.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1727779144700259969</id><published>2010-06-10T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T03:16:00.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TA_n40lD3KI/AAAAAAAAEQk/rAxertseVjw/s1600/20100608_tellmegoodbye7a-800x500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TA_n40lD3KI/AAAAAAAAEQk/rAxertseVjw/s400/20100608_tellmegoodbye7a-800x500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(CUTE/HOT OR WHAT! my dearest love totally looked like he just popped out from some japanese anime/mangaaaaaaaaa &amp;lt;3) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The recording went well, i felt like i picked a safer/right song to record and i loved the final product! It was fun too! The ladies at Focus Music are so adorable and friendly too! Unlike the recording we had last year at LWS Music School, the guy practically just sat there recorded without any practice runs for us. After the recording, he just said we could go, never suggested any improvements to be made, never said anything more after we're done and said that we could leave. Did not even let us listen to the recording! Seriously. The lady who helped with my recording even suggested the right feeling for sentences in my song, and helped me to understand the song even more. Hahaha, she's nice! The song was a good one, and we had a little chit-chat. Nice person and funny too! I like funny and nice people! Haha! So yeah, overall, the recording is goooood! Should you want a listen, look for me, i cant send them out to people but i can play them for you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i just finished watching The Ruins, NCIS and some hongkong drama about snooker. Gooood lazy night. So i'm here, thinking what i should do later in the day. I think i must go to the library to study. I need to complete my notes for MOB and start touching accounting + more of history. I also need to make a date with Munirah for differentiation and integration! Hmm, today feels like a good day for a whole lot of studying and cute guy ogling &lt;i&gt;(WHUT!?)&lt;/i&gt; at the library. HAHAHAHA! Motivation okay, heh! Alright, i should leave jack alone with his game now and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello, to bad bad bad breakouts and bad skin &lt;/b&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note to self:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good job on money usage! $60 for 2weeks, awesome or what!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another note to self:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sleep by 11.30pm from tonight onwards! (or try to, least!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1727779144700259969?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1727779144700259969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1727779144700259969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/3am.html' title='3am'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TA_n40lD3KI/AAAAAAAAEQk/rAxertseVjw/s72-c/20100608_tellmegoodbye7a-800x500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4026441816925365775</id><published>2010-06-09T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:42:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be, but.</title><content type='html'>I should be studying, but damn, i'm very very very very bored! Initially was intending to have plans, but good gracious, i cannot blame picky people no? So it's okay. I shall study to my death today after the recording, tch this is lame ballllllllllz ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4026441816925365775?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4026441816925365775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4026441816925365775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-should-be-but.html' title='I should be, but.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7847536146184652164</id><published>2010-06-08T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:33:39.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining; you must be crying.</title><content type='html'>Rainy nights and days, don't you love them? Well, not all the time especially when you're at the beach or the pool or anything that the rain isn't required to be present to spoil the day. Hahaha, but i'm happy staying home. I overslept so much that by the time i woke up, mother tongue lessons were way over. Haha, i'll be screwed for sure, but then again i'd be mad to wake up for school in this kind of lovely sleep-in weather! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of cleared up by stuff on my dressing/study table, neater now. Looking at it seems less worrying. Now, the next aim is to clear my the other half of my room. It's like i'm living in two worlds, but looking at it positively it's like having the best of both worlds i guess!&lt;i&gt; (starts singing miley cyrus' song) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TA4ptdls1VI/AAAAAAAAEQc/ZFWjBWNhXVc/s1600/STARDUST+%2880%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TA4ptdls1VI/AAAAAAAAEQc/ZFWjBWNhXVc/s320/STARDUST+%2880%29.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(put this picture here because the faces here all so kewtz lika omgah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAHA, right now i am enjoying the horrorz of my hot-haired-husband, dannyboy, because he got stalked by my brother's friend &lt;i&gt;(for sure, for his hair as much as they might/might not resemble bieber's)&lt;/i&gt; very hilarious please! To the extent i have to use the word husband!!! &lt;i&gt;(INSERTS LOUD BOOMING LAUGHTER)&lt;/i&gt; Goodness, nobody understands beiber fangirls, no? &lt;b&gt;Scary!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7847536146184652164?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7847536146184652164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7847536146184652164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-raining-you-must-be-crying.html' title='It&apos;s raining; you must be crying.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TA4ptdls1VI/AAAAAAAAEQc/ZFWjBWNhXVc/s72-c/STARDUST+%2880%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1615828964374847437</id><published>2010-06-05T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:31:00.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback.</title><content type='html'>I brought everything out but forgot to bring the most important stuff that i need today. Ugh ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1615828964374847437?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1615828964374847437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1615828964374847437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/flashback.html' title='Flashback.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8598614091858044278</id><published>2010-06-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:53:40.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't mind spending everyday out in the rain.</title><content type='html'>I suddenly feel very pissed. Very very very very very pissed. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8598614091858044278?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8598614091858044278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8598614091858044278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-mind-spending-everyday-out-in.html' title='I don&apos;t mind spending everyday out in the rain.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-1079596345898879303</id><published>2010-06-03T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:04:25.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0430 and all i realized was this.</title><content type='html'>I was on my way back home yesterday after meeting up with my love, crystal, and was listening to jay's&amp;nbsp;說了再見 and i realized one part that was really got me thinking or for those who have listened to his songs and loved his songs for it &lt;i&gt;(and not him)&lt;/i&gt; they'd prolly think this part of the chorus meant very deeply to a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;說了再見 &lt;br /&gt;才發現再也見不到&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeeeep hor, the thinking. Hahaha, anyways, i'm going to school already! &lt;br /&gt;Got to get ready! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-1079596345898879303?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1079596345898879303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/1079596345898879303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/0430-and-all-i-realized-was-this.html' title='0430 and all i realized was this.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5133344138279171259</id><published>2010-06-02T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T15:20:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whut!?</title><content type='html'>I just read what i just posted.&lt;br /&gt;Schizophrenic much? I should like, write a short story about that, no? Inspirational! Well, anywayssssss, dinner + a whole lot of talk and walk tonight with my love(s)! Then decide! Okay, off to get readyyyyyyyyyyyy! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5133344138279171259?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5133344138279171259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5133344138279171259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/whut.html' title='Whut!?'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-3925250862246641168</id><published>2010-06-02T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T15:06:32.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>나 자신에게 하는 거짓말이야.</title><content type='html'>As much as i want to admit that i do, the more i won't agree with myself. You're going away. I'm staying, as much as i don't have a choice. It won't be soon before long, i know time might tell, or it might not. Who knows? But we have so much in common, then again, it might prove otherwise. What is with me and my contradictions and a whole trunk of rhetoricals, what is with me? Cooping myself at home is not a good choice for now, seriously. I need to continue on math, stop all these mindless thinking, go somewhere to chill about tonight, a goooood long hearty talk with my girls and a good night sleep. But you. How about you? I am not a heartless woman, unfeeling enough to throw you right at the back of my mind when you are about to be gone for a long while. Not long enough to forget, but long enough to miss you even more. I am in denial. Good gracious, somebody help me. (inserts big googly watery eyes like puss in boots from shrek here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-3925250862246641168?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3925250862246641168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/3925250862246641168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='나 자신에게 하는 거짓말이야.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4678176518491032687</id><published>2010-05-30T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:34:21.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on track.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TAIGXEUlcgI/AAAAAAAAEPM/xb3Jwf0_7Zo/s1600/STARDUST+%285%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TAIGXEUlcgI/AAAAAAAAEPM/xb3Jwf0_7Zo/s400/STARDUST+%285%29.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Stardust2010 @TRCC)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not updating blogs, not working out much and not doing a lot of stuff. Darn, i seem to have lost a lot of passion for doing a lot of things. It's as if i am getting tired of my routine-like life, but i'm just a student i'm only 19. I doubt there's nothing impromptu and special much i can make it to be, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's one of those days. You feel like doing something, yet you feel too lazy to do them. And at the end of the day, you just sit there, staring into space for hours doing nothing, thinking of nothing, speaking words or silence and nonsense. Then head to bed for a nap. It feels really good in the end. &lt;b&gt;Very very good&lt;/b&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess surprisingly bumping into people on roads and trains really make me happy, i dont know why but i seem to like the sudden surprise! &lt;i&gt;(my change to routines, perhaps?) &lt;/i&gt;Like how i coincidentally met zhuowei on the train, and also bump into yongkuang and cheryl on the same train cabin after seeing zw too! Like, too coincidental? I dont know, but it was good to have seen them! I even had an impromptu trip with zw, though both of us were supposed to be heading back home for a good sleep. A lot to plan, to talk, to laugh, to play before he enlists in 3days, aye? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now i have to come up with a workout plan, run, swim, cycle! &lt;b&gt;Keep fit, toned not crazy skinny&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;2011 aim: Triathlons!&lt;/b&gt; How cool does that sound now! Hell yeah! Okay, while i work my plans out for this holiday &lt;i&gt;(studying + whole lot of keeping fit)&lt;/i&gt; i shall leave this space for now! Be back! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4678176518491032687?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4678176518491032687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4678176518491032687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-on-track.html' title='Back on track.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/TAIGXEUlcgI/AAAAAAAAEPM/xb3Jwf0_7Zo/s72-c/STARDUST+%285%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-7458320092800411083</id><published>2010-05-06T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:13:29.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JP Morgan Run 2010!</title><content type='html'>Update this entry again. I feel sleepy now. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-7458320092800411083?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7458320092800411083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/7458320092800411083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/05/jp-morgan-run-2010.html' title='JP Morgan Run 2010!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-5148980645782490946</id><published>2010-05-03T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:18:11.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>Hellyeah, dont you just love labour day &lt;i&gt;(and the holiday that follows it if it happens to fall on the weekends)&lt;/i&gt;? Hahaha, feeeeels soooo goood. I cant wait for the holidays, seriously! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been doing anything at all, for this weekend. Other than plopping myself in front of the tv to watch tons of shows like &lt;b&gt;Dexter, Numbers, 2Days 1Night, Flash Forward, CSI, Dream Team&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;mindless shows portraying fucked up lives of gweedos and gweedettes like Jersey Shore&lt;/i&gt;. Hahaha, interesting, no? It felt good, like gluing myself to the television since i havent been doing that for quite a while, haha! Feels damn lazy, but damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going nowhere with this entry, goodness. Okay, off to make lunch! Ciao! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-5148980645782490946?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5148980645782490946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/5148980645782490946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6766331669287324946</id><published>2010-04-25T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:30:32.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Where are you from! &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/kayelmen" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/kayelmen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6766331669287324946?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6766331669287324946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6766331669287324946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8851934766463771753</id><published>2010-04-11T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:39:22.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H20B SIJIN'/><title type='text'>For smalls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/S8CpoAzTU3I/AAAAAAAAEO8/1FoqXAtFyW8/s1600/13354_317365080590_568790590_9487070_6113027_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/S8CpoAzTU3I/AAAAAAAAEO8/1FoqXAtFyW8/s400/13354_317365080590_568790590_9487070_6113027_n.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear, Si Jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Birthday, may you have an awesome day. May your boobs grow bigger. May you be less blur. May you whine lesser. May you stop thinking that you are not hotstuff. May you love farah and me more more. May you and your honeybee-cupcakes-muffin-cookies-jelly-bread-nutella-kitkat-darkchocolate-maltesers-lomo-dear-darling-b-whatever love you long time. May your boobs grow bigger. May you have an awesome school year. May your boobs grow bigger. May we meet up more often. May you grow any older. May you laugh even more than ever. May you love even more than ever. May you be moreconfident. May you be more daring. May you be able to stand up for yourself at certain times. And did i mention? May your boobs grow bigger? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, J. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, this is why you're nicknamed smalls, right?&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;i love you and happy birthday! &amp;amp;&amp;lt;3 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8851934766463771753?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8851934766463771753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8851934766463771753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-smalls.html' title='For smalls.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smv89Ellxyo/S8CpoAzTU3I/AAAAAAAAEO8/1FoqXAtFyW8/s72-c/13354_317365080590_568790590_9487070_6113027_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2883942951134747300</id><published>2010-04-10T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:14:18.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye See You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slater&lt;/b&gt;: Can't sleep? Didn't mean to spook you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FBI Agent Jake Malloy&lt;/b&gt;: I never knew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slater&lt;/b&gt;: Knew that you could miss someone so much?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FBI Agent Jake Malloy&lt;/b&gt;: I didn't know that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slater&lt;/b&gt;: The thing you have to remember, Malloy, is that sometimes the really bad  things in life can make you stronger. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2883942951134747300?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2883942951134747300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2883942951134747300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/eye-see-you.html' title='Eye See You.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2642206220660143147</id><published>2010-04-10T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:41:05.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Don't you just love weekends!&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha, but surprisingly this weekend of mine didnt include any lazing in bed and late-night sleeps though? I dont know why, but hey, this is happening right now! I was in bed by about 11pm or so? And i got up at 9am this morning! Weirdddddddd, this is not me! Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, waking up early is good. I get to finish up my work o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, i actually do my assignments&lt;/i&gt; and i've completed two, came online and to complete chinese and my PI and also some MOB gardenia shit. Hahaha! Okay, i'mma go have lunch now! Then more work to complete!!!!! :D &lt;b&gt;KBAI!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2642206220660143147?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2642206220660143147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2642206220660143147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-weekend.html' title='Another weekend.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-6916064930120050721</id><published>2010-04-05T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:22:38.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Positive (B+)</title><content type='html'>I made it through to the finals for Stardust2010! Hahaha, i didnt expect myself to get through though, because my performance was honestly bad &lt;i&gt;(or that was what i thought) &lt;/i&gt;Hahaha! I'd like to thank those who came down to support me! Thank you guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dont really like how it'd be held in the finals though &lt;i&gt;(because there's this voting system going on) &lt;/i&gt;and everyone knows, the winner might not be the best singer of the night, plus my friends would have to waste spending money on unnecessary voting when we can spend it on food after everything! Yum. Hahaha, and since my aim for this year's competition has been achieved &lt;i&gt;(to get into stardust2010 finals)&lt;/i&gt; I'm going to not get my friends to vote for me, just go down to watch/support me okay! If you wont want to watch me, it's okay because there's awesome bands &lt;i&gt;(i recommend Lucid, Outcome of the Party and The Next Episode)&lt;/i&gt; and the finalists this year are spectacular! So get the tickets &lt;b&gt;now &lt;/b&gt;;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Date: &lt;b&gt;23rd May 2010 (Sunday)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;b&gt;Republic Polytechnic Cultural Centre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: &lt;b&gt;1800h-2200h&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'll update you guys on the price asap!&lt;br /&gt;Till then, hell &lt;i&gt;(school)&lt;/i&gt; goes on tomorrow as per normal. &lt;b&gt;Ugh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-6916064930120050721?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6916064930120050721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/6916064930120050721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-positive-b.html' title='Be Positive (B+)'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-4537216213665891295</id><published>2010-04-03T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:11:42.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STARDUST2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Semi-finals on in about 11hours give and take. &lt;/i&gt;Got to be at freaking bishan by 0930h, zzzzz! I shall thank in advance for those who'd be coming down to support me though i didnt really ask for any but still i like having people around anyways&lt;i&gt; (didnt ask due to scheduling/personal plans for the people and stuff)&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha, but i am thankful for those who'd be coming to support me! &amp;lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be performing &lt;b&gt;Mama Do by Pixie Lott&lt;/b&gt;, hopefully i dont screw up! Hahaha! Aye, off to bed for me! Long long long day to go! &lt;b&gt;Fighting, jacklyn!&lt;/b&gt; [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-4537216213665891295?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4537216213665891295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/4537216213665891295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/stardust2010.html' title='STARDUST2010!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2389935160655904563</id><published>2010-04-01T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:51:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April.</title><content type='html'>Happy April Fools' Day.&lt;br /&gt;Well, to end off my month of March. I got a spammer from&lt;b&gt; Gyonggi Do, South Korea&lt;/b&gt;. Hooray much? Hahahahahahaha, it was quite a retarded spammer, didnt really know how to express himself &lt;i&gt;(assuming it's a him since he tagged explicit vulgarities related to sex)&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha! funny much, i dont get a spammer locally and here i go, getting one all the way from Korea. &lt;b&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i dont care. HAHA! Gnight :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2389935160655904563?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2389935160655904563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2389935160655904563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/april.html' title='April.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-8909682035560471595</id><published>2010-03-26T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:16:19.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Need.</title><content type='html'>It was an awesome choice to have stayed home instead because i got my well-deserved sleep back on track! Hahahahahahahahaha, &lt;b&gt;it feels so gooood&lt;/b&gt; :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been hectic after the holidays, but i'm getting by. Getting by. The drive is back now, i'm just hoping that this drive doesn't die by june D: Hahaha, ohwell, go me! I know i can do it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i realized, my posts are getting shorter and shorter each time. That's because i have nothing much to talk about recently, school is boring, very boring. No interesting people in class to keep the 'fire burning', it's not like B5 anymore, y'know? Perhaps that is one reason why humans resist change, because they dont like new environments &lt;i&gt;(should the new environments be boring as hell like in this case)&lt;/i&gt; I guess for now, i have to deal with this. &lt;i&gt;(pfft)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I'm gon' chill tonight and go suicide mode on assignments tomorrow/sunday/monday! &lt;b&gt;Fighting! :&lt;/b&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-8909682035560471595?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8909682035560471595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/8909682035560471595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-i-need.html' title='All I Need.'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2371751098028357273</id><published>2010-03-23T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:31:39.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Mid-week, it's soon to be mid-week.&lt;br /&gt;Stopping silat don't seem to help my lethargic body, in fact the more i would want to go for it. But till my results improve, i doubt i should be there. Ballz, oh well. Good luck, millennia pencak silat! i'll be there to support you guys though! [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2371751098028357273?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2371751098028357273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2371751098028357273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-on-wednesday.html' title='Come on, Wednesday!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-2299093126537974556</id><published>2010-03-16T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:01:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>And feeling very worn out. Genting was awesome and cool, literally.&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, tomorrow's wednesday already D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Off to nap! ;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-2299093126537974556?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2299093126537974556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/2299093126537974556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27457205.post-15438086653067385</id><published>2010-03-14T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T04:26:42.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Hiatus</title><content type='html'>I'll be going to genting later&lt;i&gt; (yay!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bringing my laptop along with me. &lt;br /&gt;Back on Tuesday night, i think :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Till then.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27457205-15438086653067385?l=kayelmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/15438086653067385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27457205/posts/default/15438086653067385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayelmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/internet-hiatus.html' title='Internet Hiatus'/><author><name>kayelmen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmgq8hT-fQ/Te66xVFt17I/AAAAAAAAESY/3KWiHOasEF8/s220/225494_10150227432476639_559216638_8346258_5016438_n.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
