<?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-2868127066185802659</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:53:53.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mystery mysteries</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3047983740063290658</id><published>2009-10-26T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:03:00.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SuWc2EkszjI/AAAAAAAAADw/IHq1csgrSWo/s1600-h/holmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SuWc2EkszjI/AAAAAAAAADw/IHq1csgrSWo/s200/holmes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396892181227949618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, updated my blog after being persuade by someone. anyway as you people can see i am really into Shelock Holmes right now. ( what am i talking bot, i am always into stuff like that). it is perhaps one of the few things that managed to pull me away from my laptop. Shelock Holmes always uses his subtle power of reasoning in solving his case, and NOTHING escape him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk enough of Holmes, time to change topic, was working in the holiday. at hangten. sorry if i offend anyone here. but hangten is perhaps one of the worse apparel shop ever. let start with the daily routine, every day we(me and alvin) cannot be "on time", we have to be early. cos if we are just 1 min later, there goes our daily $15 incestive. and mind your the pay w/o the incestive is like working at Macdonald.2nd, the shirt or so call uniform is the NDP shirt, i mean it is good to be patriotic, but NDP is like so ages ago, if they at least allow us to pick our uniform it would be better.( well at the very least we can find some better clothes out of a huge mountain of rags ) the last thing with really tick me off is that IIIII have to travel all the way there to collect my paycheck!!!, like WTH right?? from CCK to YCK it is a damn long and boring journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least there are some take way from this work, manage to know couple of good frens, anything else.... let me see nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really busy this whole semester, 4 upcoming competitions in the Dec, gotta train and train &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to reading my Shelock Holmes book&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3047983740063290658?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3047983740063290658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3047983740063290658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SuWc2EkszjI/AAAAAAAAADw/IHq1csgrSWo/s72-c/holmes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3631051225726328939</id><published>2009-08-01T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:36:19.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for pesta sukan fencing comp today, did ultra badly against ABF team. it is not the other guys fault it is my own. i jus feel so helpless when fencing them, did all the wrong stuff,stuff that not suppose to do i do, stuff that suppose to do i nv do. haiz....F it off i still got 2 reports and 1 project need to hand in on monday. not sleeping for the next two days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3631051225726328939?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3631051225726328939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3631051225726328939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-for-pesta-sukan-fencing-comp-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2193707389414460645</id><published>2009-07-04T23:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:44:15.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dissapointing and tired day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to training today, went i reach the sport deck i was like WTF only 2 juniors? where is the rest? P.S it is not i dun wanna call them it is my prepaid card no $$$ so cannpt call/sms. then nadjmi walk toward me "ken can do me a favor? help me see if this( handed me a la-me cloth) new la-me cloth can work or not" i was like "???" cos i am epee and he is sabre, why he need me to test his stuff, but nvm it the end i still tested for him. afterwhich went for a run with the foilist, 5/6 round around the track. i was like panting heavily on my 2nd round, it have been ages since i run long distance. Cheryl told me the her legs are cannot take the strain, i ask her go rest. then we all did drills, have a conversion with ben, and learn that he had de-form rib-cage.( i lay my hand on his chest, he breathe in and hold it there, i was like WTF, i could literatly feel his heart beating. ). me mik sam and HF free fence for a while b4 we go for lunch. after lunch, mik, jr, sam and me went to blade club to fix up the new blades. All i can tell you guys it that it is tiring. juliana was kind andgenerous enough to give us A LOT of spare parts to complete the fixing. when fixing the sabre blade, juliana screamed:' these are foil's socket not sabre's socket, armourer!!!' jinru was like ' I dun know, i not sabrer ' .juliana had to replace the sabre sockets and other essential part to complete the set, can feel that juliana was pissed and frustrated. I wondered, how come the sabrers don know how to distinguished the differance between a foil socket and a sabre socket? after fixing, we when out to wait for cab while mik drove kok siong to clementi sport hall for training ( feel so bad delaying their training). more then like ten cab pass us but all got passangers, i tell u the level of frustration is like u wanna GTA the cab. as we are abt to walk to the bus-stop and take bus back. a cab stop right in front of us. THANK GOD!!! when we reach sch, place the stuff down and went back home for a long nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;ZZzzzZZzzzZZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2193707389414460645?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2193707389414460645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2193707389414460645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/07/dissapointing-and-tired-day-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3888895072176927330</id><published>2009-07-03T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:19:36.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is 2 am already, i am still awake.&lt;br /&gt;fine i shall blog abt today. training was great, we free fence and i managed to flick on Elton twice on the arm,SEXY!!!. until the part whereby Dennis( coach ) ask the senior to do crunches, 50 left crunch, 50 right and 100 normal crunch. i froze, 200 crunches!!! are u kidding me, i can't barely reach 50. everyone started touching their abs,bryan's feels like brick. me and Elton one is still jelly jelly, cos maybe got layer of lipids covering the 'bricks'. when home w/o eating with the rest of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here come my ultimate adventure, oiling my blade, i started oiling my blade at around 1. cos today MX come to training and his tip is completely goner, the whole tip cannot compress have to re-wire( p.s it cost $$$). so i dun wish the same scenario to happen to me that i quickly took out the maintenance kit and oil my blade. then come to the part whereby i have to dismantle my tip and oil the inside. i took out everything lay them nice-ly, then when i am abt to assemble back.....shit happen, I LOST THE BIG SPRING!!! i place everything aside, search my whole room for that spring. then i finally found it, it was under my bed, i place everything back together , hoping that it can still work. tml i bring it to clubhse to test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda struck me hard when i heard abt MJ death, he is indeed a true talent and a living legend.&lt;br /&gt;to tell u guys the truth, when i was young MJ used is my 1st idol, i love the way he moonwalks and dances to the beat of the song. there is also an article saying that no one can moonwalk better than MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus some food for thought, if you know when you will be dead( as in there is no way you can avoid the death ) will you then learn to tresure your love ones??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman,&lt;br /&gt;got class at 8 still not sleeping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3888895072176927330?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3888895072176927330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3888895072176927330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-2-am-already-i-am-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2616738726740501314</id><published>2009-06-21T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:12:24.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytr was awesome, everyone in my team did well in the competition, sadly we lost the match 44-45 to PRC (pasir ris crest sec). it was hard on jinru as he is the last person( or in fencing terms, the achor). i understand how he feel, he thinks that he let the whole team down. see (IDK if jinru is reading this), there is a reason it is called the team event, it is bcos, everyone in the team have to put in effort, if the whole team lost, it is everyone's fault. so dun think abt it and move on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the competition, we stay and watch the rest of the team events, women's epee, women foil, etc. then, weiwen(LIM, 1st in sing for men's epee, not the fag TAN, who is fake asian yugioh champion) come over and ask us to fence. we were like WTF!!! no.1 in sing wanna fence us??? the noobies??? he very kind la, after i fence him, tell me my mistakes and what i should improve on. after we fence with couple of the national team ppl( they are all awesome, i almost got trash by a girl). we when KFC and slack b4 going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya, jus 2mins ago, azhar said that he is coming back to training in 2mths time. epee got more ppl, more better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman,&lt;br /&gt;FAIL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2616738726740501314?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2616738726740501314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2616738726740501314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/06/ytr-was-awesome-everyone-in-my-team-did.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-5515141004495925385</id><published>2009-06-18T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:08:38.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid stupid, damn stupid...... do so many wrong stuff in competition today....&lt;br /&gt;but this is the 1st time i dun feel nervous in a comp, very relaxed, very composed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after comp, i emo one corner think abt the stupid mistakes i have done, after that play a of card games and ate the excess banana from the competion, 6 bananas down my throat( no la not one shot lah siao). too much sugar content feel damn high. the only and only think that make my day was performing a card trick for si lin....lol, she very naive, 好騙 XD, after i perform the tricks she gave the WTF face. which brighten up my day at least. my magic did'nt fail that badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna keep training,&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-5515141004495925385?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/5515141004495925385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/5515141004495925385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-stupid-damn-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-7359705567584880550</id><published>2009-06-04T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:22:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQLzcoKUaVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQLzcoKUaVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what's worth fighting for,&lt;br /&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;Does it take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;br /&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;And you're thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;br /&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you try to live on your own&lt;br /&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire?&lt;br /&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;Something side this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing song by green day,love it :)&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately the MV is not out yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-7359705567584880550?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7359705567584880550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7359705567584880550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-know-whats-worth-fighting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-595989195988016277</id><published>2009-05-20T19:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:08:58.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The end of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it really the end at 2012, what will happen to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/ShPtMak-6DI/AAAAAAAAADY/HWZoCdt5WVQ/s1600-h/1_6394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/ShPtMak-6DI/AAAAAAAAADY/HWZoCdt5WVQ/s200/1_6394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337870780912822322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well some of my "heroes" crazy frens say that we might be turning into mutants, having supernatural power like high speed regeneration, super strength, etc.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/ShPuTCX-mtI/AAAAAAAAADg/UE5RffPeIJU/s1600-h/79e33368-5249-4c2f-9311-3e1d8e134044heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/ShPuTCX-mtI/AAAAAAAAADg/UE5RffPeIJU/s200/79e33368-5249-4c2f-9311-3e1d8e134044heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337871994186537682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/ShPuqJ_O8GI/AAAAAAAAADo/K3kgxSAr-ig/s1600-h/x_men_three_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/ShPuqJ_O8GI/AAAAAAAAADo/K3kgxSAr-ig/s200/x_men_three_ver1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337872391367225442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i think if it is gonna end, then let it be. cos i (we) can't possibly stop it from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, enough of 2012, now back to the present&lt;br /&gt;being a captain is not as easy as i think, my main obstacle is to get my message across, crippled at my language(both Chinese and English), making sure everyone understands me, is like ( put your definition of insanely difficult here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving up?? nope, will not give up so easily without even trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ken sim,&lt;br /&gt;end of the world???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-595989195988016277?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/595989195988016277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/595989195988016277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-world-is-it-really-end-at-2012.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The blade breaks with my fencing life coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2868127066185802659-7603625300053588691?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7603625300053588691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7603625300053588691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/05/blade-breaks-with-my-fencing-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sgqw0mSVEhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gjLtF1fhDFc/s72-c/the+whole+of+NPF+%2708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3294585174053377929</id><published>2009-05-12T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:53:55.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sgk3Ra0_z8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/zWWbNaBc3EA/s1600-h/Picture+0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sgk3Ra0_z8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/zWWbNaBc3EA/s320/Picture+0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334856005995974594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sgk3RcvdibI/AAAAAAAAACw/MFvvSbL1JT8/s1600-h/Picture+0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sgk3RcvdibI/AAAAAAAAACw/MFvvSbL1JT8/s320/Picture+0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334856006509627826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHIT HAPPENS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;as my classmate walter has said murphy law,"anything that can go wrong will go wrong"&lt;br /&gt;out of class and when to clubhse for personal training and than this happen. alan and his sway mouth.... but i oso know that this "wife" not gonna last long. too brittle and not my type of blade.&lt;br /&gt;well on the goodside it give me a chance to ask my mum to get me a better blade. very PS leh ask my fellow epeeist to buy blade i myself dun have blade.thinking of ways to convince mum to buy me a new blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken,&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3294585174053377929?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3294585174053377929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3294585174053377929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-happens-as-my-classmate-walter-has.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sgk3Ra0_z8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/zWWbNaBc3EA/s72-c/Picture+0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-1184055215092844702</id><published>2009-05-04T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:53:05.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sf7k15S8S9I/AAAAAAAAACo/xgj5cCF5bVc/s1600-h/alumni+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sf7k15S8S9I/AAAAAAAAACo/xgj5cCF5bVc/s320/alumni+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331950623417715666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes finally after the long wait, our alumni cards have come to us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS today was pretty slack, it abt drama, acting stuff. unfortunately i had to act out a super-model today 4get the name le. then the class have to guess who she is. ends at around 330. then wait in the library for meeting with the committees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to give Edmund the coaches form and attendance form, listen to one of his long 'lectures'. b4 going home with Bryan, jing wei and qinxiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, i need a haircut badly cos my hair is grow out of shape. maybe i would cut botak again or perhaps try something new like mo-hawk. depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken,&lt;br /&gt;see you around in sch. i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-1184055215092844702?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1184055215092844702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1184055215092844702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-finally-after-long-wait-our-alumni.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/Sf7k15S8S9I/AAAAAAAAACo/xgj5cCF5bVc/s72-c/alumni+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-8050922205171508531</id><published>2009-04-29T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:58:55.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE BIG SCREW UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;today training was totally an in-prompt training. unplan/ uncut and RAW!! i mean i dunno how bryan and the other two captains. but i feel like killing myself knock my head in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it begins with the misleading message post on the NPFBLOG. then&lt;br /&gt;everything become very messy and everyone keep shouting into the chaotic situation.&lt;br /&gt;people pissing each other off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope the freishies won't leave NPF jus because of the screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captain ken,&lt;br /&gt;lossing sleep daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-8050922205171508531?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/8050922205171508531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/8050922205171508531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-screw-up-today-training-was-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2572045100536245831</id><published>2009-04-25T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:52:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to help FIC (fencing introductory course). everything was pretty much in control.&lt;br /&gt;so what happen was basically, the freshmen come in and let them enjoy themselves and know more about fencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the end of the games we actually do live fencing demo for them to see.&lt;br /&gt;mikial and i was fencing epee then that this point that mik did to me.. super sweet but damn painful. he flick on my collar-bone. super pain then now got something bulging out of it.&lt;br /&gt;during the fencing bout, i come to think, hey i must set myself a goal in order to go further in fencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be able to fence on the level of national fencer by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i am really into this sport/art and i will immerse myself into fencing.&lt;br /&gt;alright back to more training.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captain ken,&lt;br /&gt;immerse himself in fencing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2572045100536245831?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2572045100536245831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2572045100536245831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-help-fic-fencing-introductory.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-9135179041209634532</id><published>2009-04-19T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:18:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well it have being a year since i updated this blog. (clearing the dusty post and spider webs around the address).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what should i talk abt 1st...mad man with blade, bbqs, or old women taking a dump in public.&lt;br /&gt;aiya if u guys aren't tiring or reading then read all lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the mad man with blade story goes like this. Alan and i were taking bus home from the competition site. Alan was holding a foil (fencing weapon) with the tip face down, then this random guy came up from behind and said "hey, boy your project is a weapon." we both like froze for a moment. and try to explain that the foil is a fencing weapon, fencing is a sport. that guy is like "no no no no, your project dangerous" then Alan was like ignoring that guy already. whereas i like still argueing with that guy. then i thought the guy was on liqour or he is some trouble-maker. so i told him if he thinks this is dangerous bring us to the police station. he goes" hey boy u pissed me off u know, now i am going to ask the uncle to drive us to the police station."(very embarrasing moment. everyone is like staring at us as if we did something wrong)&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver stop at the shoulder and ask us what is going on. then me and alan go on explaning thing to him. the random guy ask us to aplogise to him. so i said "sorry, sir" " dun come me sir i have not been commision yet" (i mean calling someone sir, miss or mdm is out of respect, not bcos u have been commision). reaching the end of the bus interchange suman (the guy) talk to me "boy u want shaver anot, i buy for u come" ok i agree i was a bit unkept on that day. then i reject his "kind" offer and went back home with alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq night was amazing, it a fencing bbq gathering everyone had a great time. the highlights of the day was that ming xuan lose at the number game "zong ji mi ma" and had to like dip his chicken fillet into vomit like sauce. and of couse there was my birthday celebration by the guys, it have been ages since i celebrate my birthday. my birthday wish?? actually is didn't wish for anything cos none of my birthday wishes come true. so doesn't really matter right. so after the bbq, samuel parents drive some of the guys who were intending to stay up home...people like bryan and hang feng......grrrr (cheat jacob, mx and my feeling!!!)&lt;br /&gt;the three of us then when to play murderer with sabrerers whole night. ya like whole night keeping winking your eye and saying " i am dead" ...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old women taking a dump at the interchange like just happen ytr. i was waiting for alan to go competition at bp int. then i like saw this old women starting to pull down her trousers. i quickly turn my back toward her (i dun wanna have any nightmare u know!). then when alan came. i tell him abt the stuff he replied "very common what, old people lazy to go toilet." i am like "......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway CCA fiesta is coming up, and i will be fencing at the booth please come and support me ok ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken&lt;br /&gt;striving to be the best fencer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-9135179041209634532?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/9135179041209634532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/9135179041209634532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-it-have-being-year-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-4633710655427542485</id><published>2008-11-14T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:04:39.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well, begin reviving my blog with the word potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been wondering for a very long time where my potential lies in.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good with sports, computers, or even studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up ken?? what's with the emo stuff??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dunno, i guess it must be part of growing up, it like getting lost in a jungle learning how to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW THAT EMO SHIT ALREADY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy with IAC and COMMT  projects, so i didn't blog for something. i know, i know for all those business studies freaks down there. these two project are like peanuts. but please for someone is severely disable in English. it is like getting ram by an bulldozer.&lt;br /&gt;anyway IAC is finally over, though there are uneven distribution of work but we manage to give an excellento presentation. (clap, clap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for fencing, i feel that i been failing gradually. not extending my arm correctly, my fleche fail to the max, timing is go way off......&lt;br /&gt;competetion is coming up real soon and i really dunno whether i can improve till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope that things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;revivalto  blogero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-4633710655427542485?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4633710655427542485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4633710655427542485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-well-begin-reviving-my-blog-with.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-7352223195446892280</id><published>2008-10-14T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:18:31.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;what the best way to get smoke out of ur mouth and nose. without touching the cigarette??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenting................ liquid nitrogen!!!(oh ya, no offence to animal/cat lover).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SPSzPt3Y5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/EqARwuNFUJQ/s1600-h/liquid+n2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257023747639534946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SPSzPt3Y5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/EqARwuNFUJQ/s320/liquid+n2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was my 1st thermo lab session for the sem, a demo on N2(l).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the TSO sown us various effect of N2(l) on matters, like if we put a balloon inside a pot of N2(l)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it will contract, and when it is release out back to the room temperature. it expands back to it original shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most memorable one was that we ate biscuit soak in N2(l).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were freakish scared in the first place, then some daring soul go and try it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOHOO!!! they were like blowing out a heavy amount of vapour(smoke). everyone was fasinated by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today school was suppose to end at 3 but it ended super early at 1.30. the frustration is the my classmates when to bowl somewhere near west mall. and they had to take a cab back jus to mark their attendance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was the 1st time i actually saw dennis punish us for delaying his training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;circuit training and some captain's ball game before we head back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kskendoman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aim for gold in novices, epee ppl jia you!!! jia you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-7352223195446892280?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7352223195446892280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7352223195446892280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-best-way-to-get-smoke-out-of-ur.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SPSzPt3Y5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/EqARwuNFUJQ/s72-c/liquid+n2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3430696227900385630</id><published>2008-10-12T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:41:38.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very enjoyable day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with Alan to taka for some promoting fencing stuff on amore women day out. on the way, people were like keep looking at me and Alan as if we got 'certified gay' stamp on our foreheads. why? cos we are wearing the same shirt' i (heart-shaped) fencing". screw it!! i and Alan ARE NOT GAYS. OMG can't the members of public open their eyes and see. how can me and Alan be gay? we look too retard too be gays OK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite screw the gay topic.  so we went and set up the booth and met this Olympic fencer NON, Thai-guy with a American accent, (mind u he speaks good english), very little crowd in the morning and we sat down and take a look at the beijing olympic fencing videos. NON was like pausing the vid and explaining to us, what going on on the bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told us bot this 3 sec rule that we have to obey went we do this type of booth promoting, i won't elaborate on it or it will sound like some grandfather story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my shift i went back home change, before i go for my second round of pure exhaustion, CARTEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school start tml, ladies and gentlement hope u had fun this holiday, if u dun, screw u!! u jus waste ur holidays off.&lt;br /&gt;blessing for the new sem too everyone who see this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;epee-ist or epee-er&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3430696227900385630?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3430696227900385630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3430696227900385630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/10/very-enjoyable-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-6080975330952856486</id><published>2008-09-29T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:28:33.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;beautiful sunday for me.&lt;br /&gt;went to gym with yong hua AKA micheal and haolin AKA alan, shoot some hoops before heading out to cartel and find kun shuan AKA shawn.&lt;br /&gt;the best part about today.....super slack at night, due to the F1 racing craze, only a handful amount of ppl came to cartel and makan.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...1 of October public holiday?? the thought flash through my mind when i look at my next week schedule(again pathetic-ly pathetic, only 2days). cos i thought 1 oct was children's day&lt;br /&gt;den how can children's day be a PH? ask around then finally got my ans, HARI RAYA!!!&lt;br /&gt;it falls on the same day as children's day. here wishing all muslim peeps out there HAPPY HARI RAYA!!! and may u have uncountable amount GREEN PAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right right enough of wishes, time for some curses.&lt;br /&gt;this is super ridiculous, cartel is holding a test,&lt;br /&gt;why? bcos of a customer complain.&lt;br /&gt;pass the test nth happens fails the test minus 50cents off ur hr-ly pay&lt;br /&gt;the best part is they will ask u where all the food item come frm.&lt;br /&gt;eg. where does st-Louis pork rib come from??&lt;br /&gt;i mean how would i suppose to ans, ' it came from a pig '?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;need $$$ for fencing equip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-6080975330952856486?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6080975330952856486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6080975330952856486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/beautiful-sunday-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-1421797121461488485</id><published>2008-09-24T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:56:42.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNooMU7IBdI/AAAAAAAAACA/2ycurEaAq2s/s1600-h/2597151003_009d7d5849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249552507893974482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNooMU7IBdI/AAAAAAAAACA/2ycurEaAq2s/s320/2597151003_009d7d5849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when with YH, vinodh and ernest to lot 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lepak, lepak lepak till sian den go watch "mamma mia", it is a lovey dovey musical that is not my type. summaries the movies??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'i had 3 father, i donno who my father sia??'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;confuse?? that's how i feel when watching the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;however it is definitely a show for those people who are in the elvis type disco era. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the movie went to play ball with some BPGH punks.i play like shit cos the opponent left a lot of opening and i missed the shot 9/10 of the time. (bah!! common for me to miss).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fed up with cartel way of planning schedule le. anyone got part time job that pays well pls tag miie. ali-ka-to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kskendoman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mamma mia, here we go again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-1421797121461488485?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1421797121461488485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1421797121461488485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-with-yh-vinodh-and-ernest-to-lot-1.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNooMU7IBdI/AAAAAAAAACA/2ycurEaAq2s/s72-c/2597151003_009d7d5849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-1504349899105434051</id><published>2008-09-23T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:16:49.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN IT!!! I put my schedule damn pack for cafe cartel(yes, even on fencing days) it turn out that they only want me to work for 3 days....why?? CUT cost. this is what happen when sales are very bad. they reduce the manpower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like that how to buy my fencing equipment....AAAhhHHHh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during fencing, dennis taught us the legendary fencing move "Fletch"&lt;br /&gt;look easy, but it's more then that. must not be afraid of falling foward. like how??&lt;br /&gt;put a cushion on my chest? place my lovely bed in front of me so that i could fall safely???&lt;br /&gt;and comfortably??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost lots of bout today during free fence, i think the reason behind it is that i never correct my mistakes and too obsessed in winning the bout instead of enjoying the sport itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one very good pharse i heard from my S.n.W coach that i wanna share with u guys&lt;br /&gt;' practice doesn't make perfect, perfect pratice makes perfect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;back to more 'perfect praticing'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-1504349899105434051?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1504349899105434051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1504349899105434051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-it-i-put-my-schedule-damn-pack-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2662763153393762714</id><published>2008-09-18T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:06:03.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN IT!!!back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; sch hair...&lt;br /&gt;why?? orders from Sir Father of Ken, so must obey.&lt;br /&gt;take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNI_5NKQTPI/AAAAAAAAABo/fSLILQv1kXQ/s1600-h/Picture+0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247326767857814770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNI_5NKQTPI/AAAAAAAAABo/fSLILQv1kXQ/s320/Picture+0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNI_9XjcqJI/AAAAAAAAABw/zO3jSDlDhFo/s1600-h/Picture+0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247326839367313554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNI_9XjcqJI/AAAAAAAAABw/zO3jSDlDhFo/s320/Picture+0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNJACeWLlsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UZ17amqFvVA/s1600-h/Picture+0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247326927090063042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNJACeWLlsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UZ17amqFvVA/s320/Picture+0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pack my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cartek&lt;/span&gt; schedule for next week, cos in need of cash to return friends and buy fencing equipment. A sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; rouse in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;no use crying over a bad hair cut =&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2662763153393762714?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2662763153393762714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2662763153393762714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-itback-to-my-pri-sch-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SNI_5NKQTPI/AAAAAAAAABo/fSLILQv1kXQ/s72-c/Picture+0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3914710419632527538</id><published>2008-09-13T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:19:57.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when dining with the anti-noobs and Emily clique at the zu cao 'near' keat hong stn.....(P.S if a 15 mins walk is near den so be it). i ordered hong kong noodles which i thought is crispy noodles. it came out to be....smth like a dry mee siam. the guy that serve the dish say that it is XING CHIO mee fen. AIYA screw it.....SCAM.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT bot Mr Edward, we were like keep suaning ed bot he and su li. suan bot sexual things like 'fencing', 'cafe latte' and 'the order of the white knights'. i will not elaborate further cos it pollute my blog as well as ur pure innocent mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the dinner, we came by a detour on whether to fill emily and frens to fajar to play with candles(childish) or to go lan-ing and ten mile junction. The decision....lan cos we know the ladies will take their own sweet time to go to fajar and it will end up very late.&lt;br /&gt;meet up with vinodh at lan .......to be SCAM again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep changing computer and the worst of it the meter show $1.50 but we end up paying $2,&lt;br /&gt;why?? the shop tender says the it takes abt 3 mins for the system to log out. we were freakish shock..cos how is it possible?? but the silver tougue of the shop tender manage to convince us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'NEVER gonna come here again' was the last pharse we say after we left the shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;great minds=greater SCAMS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3914710419632527538?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3914710419632527538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3914710419632527538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-dining-with-anti-noobs-and-emily.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2354940650877655878</id><published>2008-09-07T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:02:50.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk...this is real freaky....what the height of the tallest person u EVER saw in your whole life??&lt;br /&gt;175cm??180cm??&lt;br /&gt;went to cartel this morning, this 1st thing i saw "s'pore YAO MING" ...i was like shocked....cos 1st time see someone as taller then my sec English teacher Mr NG,(180+ cm)....&lt;br /&gt;so this trainee crew has a rocketing-high height of 196!!!! YES i m not kidding...196 cm&lt;br /&gt;but my impression for him slowly change from 's'pore yao ming' to ' the higher they are, they harder they fall'. --- was opening for cartel and by some 'mystical source' he fall and make a HUGE dent at the side of the water tank, not forgetting making a mess in cartel. i didn't witnessed the whole event but i did saw the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cartel, went and meet up with my company at lot 1 arcade, the guys play a few games&lt;br /&gt;b4 going to pasta mania and makan....Mr CHUA KUN SHUAN, again do wat he is best at suan-ing ppl..... he go called vinodh ( yin du peng, in english indian biscuit)... i was like keep asking ks why call him yin du peng...then he was like keep laughing non-stop, and his laughter very contagious. my legs are damn tired and with ks laughter, i kneel on the floor and broke into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back home, a thought just flash through my mind, time really flies.one moment, i was in secondary one and now i am in poly. then i asked myself 'what have i achieve so far?? what is my REAL ambition??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;living in an oblivion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2354940650877655878?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2354940650877655878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2354940650877655878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/kk.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-7123762854859422601</id><published>2008-09-05T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:57:58.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to the utterly disgusting stuff in here, it is strongly advise for u too skip this post&lt;br /&gt;dun say i did'nt warned u.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u sure abt this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe u wanna go my links and read other ppl blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no regrets???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: Wat's the most stupid stuff u ever did in your whole life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming with YH, ed, and Al, right after my work&lt;br /&gt;, i NV bring any attire so Mr ed lend me his swimming pants...&lt;br /&gt;after the swim den i realise......DAMN..... i dun have an extra underwear......&lt;br /&gt;and i dun wanna borrow my frens underwear cos it like......EEEE...yucks&lt;br /&gt;so what i do was too wear back my jeans(without underwear) zipped it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;YH was like u later go on bus see pretty girls better 'control' hor.&lt;br /&gt;well lucky for me there was no pretty girls on the bus(all the face like macham kana ramp over by a bulldozer!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;damn feel so so so so so weird without my underwear on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point of time perhaps u guys are thinking 'what is wrong with this guy?? why post such stuff on his blog, is he out of his mind!!!'&lt;br /&gt;to tell u guys the truth.....i AM out of my mind......Y??&lt;br /&gt;cos i know that next year i have a very high probability to retake modules...&lt;br /&gt;that's why i wanna try crazy stuffs...MuHaHahaHaHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apologise for the disgusting content in this blog, and i DO WEAR&lt;br /&gt; UNDERWEAR ALL TIME TIME)&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;lunatic unleashed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-7123762854859422601?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7123762854859422601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7123762854859422601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/due-to-utterly-disgusting-stuff-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2830795564232986577</id><published>2008-09-01T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:30:54.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't really do much 2day, when on youtube and came across this REALLY FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;MAD TV video abt NBA star........O'NEAL.....have a good laugh peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sw0QKMgc8rc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sw0QKMgc8rc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;BBall center in making&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2830795564232986577?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2830795564232986577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2830795564232986577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/09/didnt-really-do-much-2day-when-on.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-5657907927096726642</id><published>2008-08-31T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:12:24.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when swimming 2day and discover one more thing that i m not good in&lt;br /&gt;well the last time that i actually remember my strokes was like in pri 3, it was like....decades ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to the cool pool, make a fool&lt;br /&gt;likely MIB(racism dectected!!!) taught me,&lt;br /&gt;and i slowly rmb the strokes and the breathing tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jump in the pool with a swantan bomb(wrestler jeff hady finisher)&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT WAS FREAKISH FUN.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;drown by FUN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-5657907927096726642?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/5657907927096726642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/5657907927096726642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-swimming-2day-and-discover-one.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-6445897568371759442</id><published>2008-08-30T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:49:38.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the odour of ST.Louis pork ribs whiff in to my nose as i enter the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have returned back to cartel, for the one and only reason......$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was bad..cos my left hand seem to have some prob went carrying two dishes.&lt;br /&gt;i ALMOST drop ppl dinner right in front of their face. next i was like jam( alot of food waitong to be serve in the kitchen) bcos of my left hand..a few of the crew keeping saying i 'rusted'...cos i had not been working for a (very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very) X a gagilon times long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i can't get my EN GARDE position correct. mikial and yaz was like keep correcting me every minute...need to buck up liao.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple plan, your love is a lie....enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XAbcgmwq3EU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XAbcgmwq3EU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-6445897568371759442?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6445897568371759442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6445897568371759442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/odour-of-st.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-3592761315318764365</id><published>2008-08-27T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:02:08.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN.....i should had never went there in the 1st place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was discussing with Mr chua kun shuan AKA slacker/suaner on finding jobs in the evening&lt;br /&gt;den he suggested on going back to cafe cartel and work.&lt;br /&gt;man, i was in a dilemma....well i wanted a job badly cos i wanna buy fencing equipment&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;but then my past experience in cartel, make me feel that i m a useless bum and did not offer much help in running the cartel. and trust me i REALLY HATE THE FEELING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the last straw, i have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;so around 1 and a 1/2 hr ago, i SMS kun shuan telling him that i will be working. so he convey my MSG to joeis.. a senior crew/supervisor at cartel. hoping that she could help me get the manager approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hr b4 disaster,&lt;br /&gt;went to cartel, saw the manager...and in my heart i was like (*&amp;amp;^%#!#%#$^&amp;amp;%#@^&amp;amp;) ..... DES.... the LESBO aka most Ferocious female creature the ever live on the planet...(well i not sure abt ferocious cos i think emily(not the cartel one) looks more ferocious den her)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30sec b4 disaster,&lt;br /&gt;joeis ask des if i am able to work again. guess what the LESBO says..&lt;br /&gt;'u sure anot?? he only work for holidays only rite, what if sch re-opens&lt;br /&gt;his mother allow him to work anot??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, she hit my red button by saying' ur mother'&lt;br /&gt;1 sec b4 disaster,&lt;br /&gt;i stood up from my seat....and shouted 'hey who the (*$%$^%) r u to say my mother&lt;br /&gt;u bloody LESBO.... in my eyes u r jus NTH but a fat LESBO. ' so loud that the whole cartel heard it. even the chefs come out to see what happened.&lt;br /&gt;'wat did u say ??' she charges towards me joeis try to hold her back.&lt;br /&gt;'i SAID U R A FAT L-E-S-B-O....get it dumb lesbo!!!'&lt;br /&gt;she slap me hard on my face. 'get out of here u r not welcome!!!'&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, i was at at the peak of my anger, i hurl a punch and give her a jumping back trust.&lt;br /&gt;gosh she flew and...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U HAD BEEN FOOLED.....well not exactly, everything was real except for the last paragraph which is bullshit cos i have got nth better to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;comin up with more tricks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-3592761315318764365?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3592761315318764365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/3592761315318764365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-7912340156137641890</id><published>2008-08-26T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:56:58.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was great. cos finally get a chance to free fence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results..... wounded body, battle scars and a OWNED word on my forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it jus prove me one simple thing....I NEED TO GET BETTER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for some of the non-fencer who want to know more abt this elegant sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may wanna go to this website to find out more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fencing.net/"&gt;http://www.fencing.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLQZJBOoZFI/AAAAAAAAABg/nmBISqsao2w/s1600-h/452724264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238839909278049362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLQZJBOoZFI/AAAAAAAAABg/nmBISqsao2w/s320/452724264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman,&lt;br /&gt;love to fence, fence to love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-7912340156137641890?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7912340156137641890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7912340156137641890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLQZJBOoZFI/AAAAAAAAABg/nmBISqsao2w/s72-c/452724264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-4900448227258372318</id><published>2008-08-25T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:32:37.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to sentosa with 1/2 of 1A01......&lt;br /&gt;play beach volleyball ......trust me people&lt;br /&gt;it require a lot of ball control and team work&lt;br /&gt;while playing.... i find aishah so left out....cos all the balls didn't went to her&lt;br /&gt;and she did not play much even though she is in the court.  =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the guys went topless, intending to go for a dip. PSSsss....intending but&lt;br /&gt;never....why the water was freakish dirty .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wash up and went to vivo burger king for dinner. the class went for movie except for me&lt;br /&gt;cos i no $$$ and my MOOD.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home and spread a lot of cream on my face and body cos it really burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;burns all over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-4900448227258372318?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4900448227258372318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4900448227258372318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-to-sentosa-with-12-of-1a01.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-491805311958777010</id><published>2008-08-24T20:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:08:23.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the song of the month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'rain drops falling on my head'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was playing basketball happily with vinodh, yong hua , alvin and weiyang&lt;br /&gt;when it start to drizzle and then.......... yupp u guess it heavy downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we when to lot 1 drench and soak to the MAX......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys when for a change except for me..cos i nv bring any extra clothes out&lt;br /&gt;al was shopping for his bermudas....the rest of us jus took wat i like to called the&lt;br /&gt;MIB pics....(beware: the following pics may contains stuff is utterly gross and act cute&lt;br /&gt;and .......well jus see it for ur self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left to right)...yong hua and vinodh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLFaom7O6GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2epFg1h0x0Y/s1600-h/YH+and+vinodh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238067495298852962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLFaom7O6GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2epFg1h0x0Y/s320/YH+and+vinodh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left to right) wei yang and ur highness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLFbouZDyrI/AAAAAAAAABY/Voakp60E8-U/s1600-h/me+and+WY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238068596814629554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLFbouZDyrI/AAAAAAAAABY/Voakp60E8-U/s320/me+and+WY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone missing??? al was trying out his berms in the fitting room. so we left him out....&lt;br /&gt;AHahahAHAH&lt;br /&gt;well smth i found out laughing is a really good exercise it help u to relax, clear of all ur stress and the most impt point.........&lt;br /&gt;it build up ur abs muscles.....&lt;br /&gt;so go ahead and have a good laugh......Ahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman,&lt;br /&gt;lmao-ing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-491805311958777010?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/491805311958777010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/491805311958777010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-of-month-rain-drops-falling-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SLFaom7O6GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2epFg1h0x0Y/s72-c/YH+and+vinodh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-1529924365811297589</id><published>2008-08-22T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:19:25.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY.......my exams are over!!!yipee!!! yeah!!! freaking happy cos my course is like the LAST course to end the exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my exam, this hype monster when meeting with his besties straight..yupp without bathing...i know i smell worst den the rubbish dump near ur hse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play pool bukit timah shoping ctr...den went to NP to meet YH and MIB after their 'the ATTENTION SEEKERS(TAS)' meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k b4 i start writing the next post...need to tell u smth REALLY REALLY IMPT k ....i m not a sore loser....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and my frens when to play this table soccer game(dunno wat it's name but u get what i mean rite?) ending up losing all the way didn't even manage to win 1 match....so i went wild like keep asking 'one more match, i sure trash u'...well expected i was the one ending up being trash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm things i will do during my holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) improve my fencing abilities....&lt;br /&gt;2)find a non - FNB job&lt;br /&gt;3)go and pump up my body.....i am  quite plump u know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well will be posting more 'interesting ' post soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;wondering off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-1529924365811297589?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1529924365811297589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/1529924365811297589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-5138599532035114637</id><published>2008-08-15T21:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:19:23.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ArrrHHhh&lt;/span&gt;..exams &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;comin&lt;/span&gt; in 4 MORE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DAYs&lt;/span&gt;...wonder if i had prepare myself well enough to clear this exam..man...miss fencing so so so so so so much....can't wait for exam to be over so that i could satisfy the fence-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;natic&lt;/span&gt; inside me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet some of the ANTI-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NOOBs&lt;/span&gt; (P.S my best bud...we name ourselves anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt;). why my parents..had been restricting my movement even though i m in poly...well the main reason is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;becos&lt;/span&gt;,i had a mentally ill brother and my parents pin all their hopes on me....&lt;br /&gt;so peeps...apologise if i have to leave early when hanging around with u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all for the short and sad story of my life folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW i really really dun like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; who are cocky...not like they face their chin towards u when they talk, but like self-praise and at the same time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;criticise&lt;/span&gt; the others.&lt;br /&gt;this guy was sitting beside me during tutorial and the girls in front of us was like during their last minute preparation for the test after the tutorial....and the guy said this REALLY F.UP pharse' do so much got use anot, can beat me meh.'&lt;br /&gt;if the particular GUY happen to read this ...pls change ur F.UP attitude, so wat if u are from a well-known sec school(dude i have really be kind to u not to say ur name out)...ur F.UP attitude bring u no where in this society..and for ppl who are like the example shown above..kindly change your attitude...dun be a jackass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry that this post have tons of coarse words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;mugging mode....(on)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-5138599532035114637?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/5138599532035114637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/5138599532035114637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/arrrhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-6672431436930123999</id><published>2008-08-14T17:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:10:49.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid QUIZs me and my frens took&lt;br /&gt;the last quizs.....not very accurrate though cos i took it 2nd time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif"&gt;What does your name Mean?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;K-N&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 100%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;You have the most PASSION about life. Always there for friends when you neeed them. You sometimes get to involved with NATURE or LIFE that you get stressed and get too mad to talk to. You arent caring what people think of you, but you can get over obsessed with people:] Your love's name begins with a A-E!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;F-J&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;A-E&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;O-R&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;S-V&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;W-Z&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_does_your_name_mean_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What does your name Mean?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Make Your Own Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif"&gt;How Old Do You Act?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You're just your age&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 74%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;You look and act your age. Like Josh Hutcherson and Hayden Pantierre. Your friends love that you keep things current and fresh, and guys/girls love your chilled attitude. You are perfectly balanced.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;You're mature&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 58%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;You're a kid at heart&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 34%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_old_do_you_act_7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Old Do You Act?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Create MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #444" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WIDTH: 400px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e3f0d4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your dating personality profile:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Athletic&lt;/b&gt; - Physical fitness is one of your priorities. You find the time to work athletic pursuits into your schedule. You enjoy being active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outgoing&lt;/b&gt; - You can liven up any party. You've got a way with people and have little difficulty charming your dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big-Hearted&lt;/b&gt; - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WIDTH: 190px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e3f0d4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Top Ten Traits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Athletic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Outgoing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Big-Hearted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Funny&lt;br /&gt;5. Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;6. Liberal&lt;br /&gt;7. Practical&lt;br /&gt;8. Religious&lt;br /&gt;9. Traditional&lt;br /&gt;10. Wealthy/Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WIDTH: 400px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #bcd8ee"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your date match profile:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Athletic&lt;/b&gt; - You aren't looking for a couch potato. You seek someone who is active and who keeps her body in top shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funny&lt;/b&gt; - You consider a good sense of humor a major necessity in a date. If her jokes make you laugh, she has won your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traditional&lt;/b&gt; - You need someone who is a bit old-fashioned. A person with traditional values and beliefs will perfectly compliment your lifestyle.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WIDTH: 190px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #bcd8ee"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Top Ten Match Traits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Athletic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Funny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Traditional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Practical&lt;br /&gt;5. Shy&lt;br /&gt;6. Big-Hearted&lt;br /&gt;7. Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;8. Conservative&lt;br /&gt;9. Wealthy/Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;10. Religious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.wouldidateyou.com/pquiz/quiz1.html"&gt;Dating Profile Quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.wouldidateyou.com/"&gt;Would I Date You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-6672431436930123999?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6672431436930123999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6672431436930123999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/stupid-quizs-me-and-my-frens-took-what.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-7669260755409612746</id><published>2008-08-03T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:26:13.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PESTA SUKAN...is finally over,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to start of by saying that everyone really put in 110% of their effort for this competition and they should not bother much about losing. it is the experience gain that really matter. so ya learn the mistakes that was made in this competition and do better in the next competition....as for the epee'ist, dun worry we will get our chance to get on the pietes and 'poke,poke' ...won't be blogging for till my exams are over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NP fencers EN GARDE, PREP,ALEK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman&lt;br /&gt;back to mugging mode....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-7669260755409612746?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7669260755409612746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/7669260755409612746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/pesta-sukan.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-6820133872078717498</id><published>2008-08-01T15:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:17:18.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures from hang feng's birthday...(stole them from sing yi 'sblog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK38G_PxWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/F2KvZJwXyS4/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229444360626488674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK38G_PxWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/F2KvZJwXyS4/s320/IMG_2324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK4FcbPLhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/R-nE75cBknE/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229444520999857682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK4FcbPLhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/R-nE75cBknE/s320/IMG_2325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK3qwqgkGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nCLAMjQFKlQ/s1600-h/IMG_2322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229444062576152674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK3qwqgkGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/nCLAMjQFKlQ/s320/IMG_2322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK4M0NSceI/AAAAAAAAABA/O3xaRNarBYM/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229444647642886626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK4M0NSceI/AAAAAAAAABA/O3xaRNarBYM/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK4ZXIEBPI/AAAAAAAAABI/sdhOvKkAXEo/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229444863174640882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK4ZXIEBPI/AAAAAAAAABI/sdhOvKkAXEo/s320/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-6820133872078717498?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6820133872078717498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/6820133872078717498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-from-hang-fengs-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJK38G_PxWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/F2KvZJwXyS4/s72-c/IMG_2324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-4093491500354839682</id><published>2008-08-01T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:48:06.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJH4z_Zz4uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/i3jsxE5-4aI/s1600-h/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlights of 2day ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hang feng's birthday...the young gay-boy jus turn 18 2day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mingxuan bought a choc cake for him, went through a lot of trouble.. ike negotiating with the sport complex uncle help us safe keep the cake. so ya, hang feng got so excited that he knock(well it was like a intentional one isit) onto the foil girl by the name of lun xi while doin footwork with yaz, then dennis came and taught us some handwork, extension of the arm, lunges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;around 9 plus, we brought in the cake and the birthday song echoes the whole of the sport hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess this is the best part abt NPF, we like treat everyone as a family, yupp no separation between the weapon grps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJH51RfXq0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/fXTbrT5mAhk/s1600-h/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229235335977216834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJH51RfXq0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/fXTbrT5mAhk/s320/IMG_2321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yupp the cute guy above is me... hehe lol. manage too get one photo frm singyi cos the photo size like damn big. will be posting more photos of today soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kskendoman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'fence'natic signing off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-4093491500354839682?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4093491500354839682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4093491500354839682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/07/highlights-of-2day.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_q0pp3Zde_NA/SJH51RfXq0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/fXTbrT5mAhk/s72-c/IMG_2321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-787649624627829940</id><published>2008-07-30T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:51:56.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yupp jus change my blogskin, cos got info that mozilla users can't see my posts on my previous skin. P.S at the tagboard will be a bit laggy i oso dunno why ....JUS LIVE WITH IT k!!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-787649624627829940?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/787649624627829940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/787649624627829940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/07/yupp-jus-change-my-blogskin-cos-got.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-4548000278634229574</id><published>2008-07-30T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:56:24.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YYYEESSS!!!! CATS is finally over, one subject that is off my worry list. the presentation that i give 2day was really super crappy. i was like a blur penguin standing in front of the class, stuttering all abt the place. i really have to post this out i didn't do much in my IS grp, i feel like i m a free loader and get the grades for doin nth. my contributions to the grp, two solutions to our selected problem, 1 article,THAT'S IT!!!the girls did the rest of the work. i feel like a completely useless and my communication skills sucks. well if the girls in my grp happens read my blog, racheal, jaslyn and cassandra i m really sorry that i have been more of a burden then a help in the grp. i really dun noe wat other stuff to say then sorry. all the best for your exams and may u girls be sucessfull in every aspect of your life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-4548000278634229574?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4548000278634229574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/4548000278634229574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/07/yyyeesss-cats-is-finally-over-one.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-2714019510506328232</id><published>2008-07-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:10:49.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2day was a super shag day 4 me. as u can see i m posting this stuff at 12 plus plus....jus came back frm fencing u see...&lt;br /&gt;had my lab experiment in the morning, it is smth like a trial test b4 the real one..the teacher let us choose our unknown sample and we had to test for the funtional grp....so during the cleaning up of the test tubes, i pour some nitric acids in the test tubes. then the tube test produced this 'pop' sound like macham 'h' test and turn the whole test tube brown with lots of smoke comin out . i was stunned for a sec then i like jus add in some alcohol and neutrilise the shit.&lt;br /&gt;after that was ELTECH tutorial...cos i those type that prefers to study at home den come sch slack. so i on my lapby and saw alyssa online, she dun noe miie wat so i like intro intro myself to her. then i was teasing eugene abt he n alyssa , until he fed up then say' ken lend miie ur laptop i wanna chat wif her.' well i give my laptop to him(jus to see wat will happen). they were like chating some german crap, den talk abt miie ..(if i m wrong pls correct mie k cos i am half brain dead now) alyssa saying that she 4got how i look... then i told eugene "type face of brad pitt , body of arnold .s" GUESS what the bookworm type......."HE A STALKER"... i was like WTF, why would i stalk alyssa, i mean do i look that te-ko to be a stalker..dots?&lt;br /&gt;then it was fencing, yan jie came today so PT was PURE HELL..muhahaha......dots.....we did some warm up exercises then ran 2.4 as a group in targeted time of 15 mins. after that there was no break after the circuit training, which is like 2.4 but with exercise on each round. had our Well-deserved water break b4 we when up for footwork. we did the footwork row by row. loooong story short. doin footwork besides alyssa then she was like ...eugene said that u r a stalker, i was like no i m not.(eugene u gonna get it frm miie on thurs). after the footwork,henry train the foilist for pesta sutran competition. as for the epee's......yipee finally got one more girl join us...artica..wrong spelling i know but thats the way it is now....hahaha...yupp the usual stuff handwork footwork...zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well really tired now...whole body aching&lt;br /&gt;all the best for the foilist taking part in pesta&lt;br /&gt;to my machas and frens.. gd luck for the exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kskendoman...crawling to his comfy bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-2714019510506328232?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2714019510506328232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/2714019510506328232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/07/2day-was-super-shag-day-4-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2868127066185802659.post-8807131365734150505</id><published>2008-07-27T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:00:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phwee, spend lots fo time in this blogging and still.... look like crap...diao....today went to HL hse and "study" (everyone went there to play lappy except 4 miie the most guai 1 ...lmao). well then we went down and shoot some balls B4 leaving. went to lot 1 with my macha(my buddYs) to buy clothes. we saw DJ and his company of frens hanging around after their gym session and boy DJ muscles was like WOO!!! he completely change. like macham superman like that. we settled  down at food junction, the ed, vinodh, hl went to buy their dinner. miie and YH went down to buy bubble tea. the q was like super messy those type u can jus cut in and order ur stuff. YH den say got a shop selling fruit juice down here, den we heard the guy shouting "choose any 2 fruits for $2!!!". YH look at miie and ask 'u wan anot' den i say anything. i give my order 1st, ' aunty i wan celery and carrot' i dun noe wat the hell is wrong with me at that moment to choose the two as a combination cos it taste like shit ,crap. yh order watermelon and apple if i rmb correctly. well long story short went back to food junction had everyone taste my 'health drink' ... everyone was like having this 'WTF' look on their face. i force myself to drink it up den went back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2868127066185802659-8807131365734150505?l=the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/8807131365734150505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2868127066185802659/posts/default/8807131365734150505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-files-of-young-kensim.blogspot.com/2008/07/phwee-spend-lots-fo-time-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kskendoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01274710134972871119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
