<?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-7681621</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:50:34.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KennyCanKen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-111141968783837791</id><published>2005-03-21T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:41:27.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday!</title><content type='html'>i was doing voice over with darius and ling ling. after that went on to do my script &amp; CP. anyway my script is in it's worst state now. ya, after the "lost notebook" incident, i had to redo my loggings again! ok, i was doin until arnd 7+ or 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya went to pizzahut. wow, thanks for today my DFV mates. and Faj for your present, and huixiang, and everybody else who remembered my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ql &amp; jl for your presents. thank my daughter for remembering this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-111141968783837791?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/111141968783837791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=111141968783837791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/111141968783837791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/111141968783837791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2005/03/birthday.html' title='birthday!'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-110481120007793575</id><published>2005-01-04T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T12:00:00.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Draft</title><content type='html'>A MATTER OF DECISION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Zhang Hanxiong Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04/01/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREEN BLACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. OFFICE CORRIDOR - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office door is wide opened. AH SOON, is being walked out by two INDIAN SECURITIES. Ah Soon although at his age of 57, have quite a good build due to exercising regularly, but with quite a bit of white hair. Walking out of the office door, Ah Soon is carrying a big box with all sorts of rubbish, including, files and folders, stationeries, even plants etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. COMPANY GATE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day Ah Soon lost his job, with his big box, he is walking out of the company gate. Upon his first step out of the gate, he spots this big dustbin, the green ones with the wheels and stuff. He throws his belongings into the garbage dump which is already quite full in a cool manner, but just conveniently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. STREET – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the free time, Ah Soon loiters around his work area. As he is walking down this familiar street, he sees the shopping mall right in front of him. He walks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. SHOPPING MALL – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon his first step into the mall, someone stuffs a pamphlet into his hand even before he can react. Ah Soon looks up and sees this pretty young lady wearing this little singlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALES ASSISTANT&lt;br /&gt;                 Hello uncle! We are having a great&lt;br /&gt;                 Sale! You’re just on time. Come on&lt;br /&gt;                 in and take a look! I’m sure you’ll&lt;br /&gt;                 be vvvvvery interested……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales assistant keeps on blabbering non-stop. But Ah Soon is obviously still in shock and stares at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALES ASSISTANT&lt;br /&gt;                 Uncle, let me direct you to the most&lt;br /&gt;                 fabulous store in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stretches out her left hand far out in the air pointing to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALES ASSISTANT&lt;br /&gt;                 Just walk ahead and turn right. I’ll&lt;br /&gt;                 be right there to serve you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She winks at Ah Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon, still blur and not quite sure of the current situation, walks stupidly to the store. He comes upon this promotional poster with some pictures and words on it outside the store. It says: YEAR END SALE! DON’T MISS THE CHANCE TO PARTICIPATE IN OUR LUCKY DRAW! GRAND PRIZE: ONE MILLION CASH AND ONE CONDO UNIT AT NOVENA VILLE. 2ND PRIZE: ONE CONDO UNIT AT NOVENA VILLE. 3RD PRIZE: 2 PAIRS OF RETURN TICKETS TO RUSSIA + ALL EXPENSES OCCURRED DUNRING THE TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Wow, they are really stupid to&lt;br /&gt;                 give away such great prizes. Let&lt;br /&gt;                 me go in and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. STORE HAVING SALE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly, Ah Soon walks into the store. He looks around. Suddenly, he is being approached by a young male promoter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Hello, uncle. Well, you’ve come to&lt;br /&gt;                 the greatest store in town and just&lt;br /&gt;                 at the right time! That is of course&lt;br /&gt;                 when we’re having a sale. Where in&lt;br /&gt;                 town can you find a store that sells&lt;br /&gt;                 cheap and high quality products&lt;br /&gt;                 for you to win such fabulous,&lt;br /&gt;                 marvelous, fantastic, erm… aiya, the&lt;br /&gt;                 prizes are just to good to resist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 The people here can really talk&lt;br /&gt;                 non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 I’m sure this will be the best gift for&lt;br /&gt;                 your wife right. As Valentine’s Day&lt;br /&gt;                 present. She will be sooooooo happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 But it’s December now. How can it&lt;br /&gt;                 be for Valentine ’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Oh ya. Haha forgot. Aiya for new&lt;br /&gt;                 year also can mah. I’m sure you’ve&lt;br /&gt;                 never bought a new year’s gift for&lt;br /&gt;                 her right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 That’s true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 She will be so so sooooo happy arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon starts to think, ignoring the sales person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Anyway, I got my compensation from&lt;br /&gt;                 the company. Hmmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Eh! Eh uncle. Er… so how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Ok, I’ll give it a try. Just one set.&lt;br /&gt;                 Oh ya, and how do you take part in&lt;br /&gt;                 lucky draw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Orh, just fill in this form and throw it&lt;br /&gt;                 into that box over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male promoter points to a big transparent plastic box at the side of the shop. Ah Soon passes him his ATM card. The promoter entered some keys in the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Your pin number please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon enters his pin and takes back his ATM card. The promoter climbs up a ladder to take a set of pots from the shelf and Ah Soon takes it over. He fills in the form in the pot set and puts it into the box for lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Thank you uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives Ah Soon a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon takes out his receipt from his wallet and opens up today’s newspaper. He flips to the page with the winners’ receipt numbers. As carefully as he can, he goes through all the winners’ numbers. Sadly, none tally with his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. SHOPPING MALL – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon walks into the store selling pots again. the same male promoter approaches him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Hey uncle. I knew you would come&lt;br /&gt;                 back. The pots are good aren’t they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Erm… I would like to purchase more of&lt;br /&gt;                 those pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Ah ha! You didn’t win the lucky draw&lt;br /&gt;                 right?! That’s the right way man! Buy&lt;br /&gt;                 more, and you’ll get a bigger chance&lt;br /&gt;                 to win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ah Soon’s house, there are boxes around the living room, kept to the sides of the walls, some stacked up. He took out some receipts from his wallet and opened the newspaper again. sadly, he didn’t win anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. SHOPPING MALL – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Ah Soon is back at the shopping mall. Just as he is outside the shop, he stops to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Should I … or should I not? Mmm!&lt;br /&gt;                 I’m gonna make it this time round.&lt;br /&gt;                 This must be the last…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon felt a sudden pain on his arm and discovers that the same male promoter is pulling him into the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Uncle! I knew you would be back!&lt;br /&gt;                 Those pots are so fabulous right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon is a bit too shocked to answer. He keeps quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Huh? Why? Never win the lucky draw?&lt;br /&gt;                 Aiya, it’s because you bought too&lt;br /&gt;                 little pots mah. As I said, buy more&lt;br /&gt;                 win more mah. So how many sets you&lt;br /&gt;                 today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male promoter nods his head upwards a few times, signaling for Ah Soon to give a satisfying answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISSOLVES TO BLACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon’s house, by now full of boxes of pots stacked up almost to the ceiling. His wife is standing right in the center of the living room, surrounded by the pots. She raises her hands high up pointing towards the ceiling and shouts in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE&lt;br /&gt;                 No. . . . . . . . . !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks into the kitchen and brings out a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon wakes up in horror, sweating all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Wah, having nightmare in the day&lt;br /&gt;                 is definitely not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat still for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 What if she comes back and found that&lt;br /&gt;                 I had lost my job and spent all my&lt;br /&gt;                 money on pots. I’ll be dead meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)       Ah Soon gets out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;2)       Ah Soon brushes his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;3)       Ah Soon walks out of his flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. STREET NEAR THE VOID DECK – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon walks to wards the coffee shop nearby, half way, he encountered these two aunties. His attention is caught by their loud conversation. Therefore, he concentrates on listening to their conversation rather then walking carefully. The two aunties continue to walk in the opposite direction as Ah Soon. They both speak in an exciting manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY 1&lt;br /&gt;                 Eh, Bee Hoon arh! You know the shop&lt;br /&gt;                 at Ulu Ulu Shopping Centre that sells&lt;br /&gt;                 pots? Aiya! I won the condo leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the aunties is shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY 2&lt;br /&gt;                 Arh!? Really arh?! Don’t bluff leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY 1&lt;br /&gt;                 Siao arh?! This kind of thing also&lt;br /&gt;                 can bluff arh. Haha we moving in&lt;br /&gt;                 next week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their voices fade out as they walk towards the void deck. Ah Soon steps on something slippery and falls onto the floor. he picks it up from the ground and it’s a name card that says: AH LONG PERSONAL FINANCIAL ASSISTANT PTE LTD. CALL 6554 5454 FOR ANY PERSONAL FINANCIAL ASSISTANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.0.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Wah, now loan shark also got name card.&lt;br /&gt;                 Why don’t I call and give it a try? I’m&lt;br /&gt;                 dead anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon takes out the name card he found and stares at it. He ponders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Aiya, just call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picks up the telephone on the small table beside the couch and dials the numbers. After a few seconds, somebody picks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LONG (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Ah Long personal financial assistant.&lt;br /&gt;                 Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Er… I would like to borrow some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LONG (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Yes, people call here of course is to&lt;br /&gt;                 borrow money. If not, they won’t call&lt;br /&gt;                 here. May I know you would like to take&lt;br /&gt;                 a loan of what amount?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Erm… $55,000 will be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LONG (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Alright. Please take note that interests&lt;br /&gt;                 will be charged 20% per annum and your&lt;br /&gt;                 debt must be cleared within 6 months by&lt;br /&gt;                 monthly installments or actions will be&lt;br /&gt;                 taken immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Wah, your interest a lot leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LONG (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Yes, if not we won’t be called&lt;br /&gt;                 “ah long”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Ok ok. So meet where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LONG (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 All you need to do is give me your account&lt;br /&gt;                 number. The money will be deposited into&lt;br /&gt;                 your account by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Wah so high tech. ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LONG (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Thank you for patronizing our organization.&lt;br /&gt;                 Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the line hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. SHOPPING MALL – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Soon carries a big brown envelop and arrives outside the pot store. He lingers for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON (V.O.)&lt;br /&gt;                 Wah, this time must win arh. If not…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. STORE HAVING SALE – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the same male promoter pulls Ah Soon into the store by his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE PROMOTER&lt;br /&gt;                 Uncle, this time round, I reeeeeally&lt;br /&gt;                 knew that you would be back. Don’t&lt;br /&gt;                 worry, this time sure win. So how many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SOON&lt;br /&gt;                 Hmmm… I think 200 sets will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male promoter is too shocked to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Ah Soon takes out a stack of receipt and flips open the newspaper. He carefully goes through the receipt numbers and his own receipts. Until the last one, he sees something, he is very shocked and surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-110481120007793575?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/110481120007793575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=110481120007793575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/110481120007793575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/110481120007793575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2005/01/1st-draft.html' title='1st Draft'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-110481045035319595</id><published>2005-01-04T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T11:47:30.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pulp fiction review</title><content type='html'>Editing 1: Assignment 1&lt;br /&gt;Review on “Pulp Fiction”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generally like the movie a lot. “Pulp Fiction” is definitely one original and very creative movie I have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie for the first time, I already found that the dialogues are superb. Not only because of the vulgarities and violence in speech, but because they are written in a way which is so interestingly and creatively. Firstly, they are really very original, I’ve definitely never heard something like that before. Secondly, with all the vulgarities, makes the show something quite unique as you can constantly hear the “f”-word throughout the movie. Thirdly, even from the beginning of the movie, the conversation at the restaurant. Although they are talking at such speed, it still catches your attention and makes you concentrate and listen hard to it, trying your best to catch the words. Lastly, they do have hilarious dialogues at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like to watch this kind of movies because it’s not boring. It’s graphically violent, and full of actions.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, actions are beautifully coordinated with their dialogues, which makes it something that you will want to continue watching, because you know that there’s something to see, something will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the main thing about this movie is the violence. Violence is the key, and the collaboration between both violence in speech and action makes the whole thing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that the bad thing about this movie is there are far too many dialogues. Some of them are really rubbish, but they are funny and spice up the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, I strongly feel that the audience, including me will surely go for something new, something different and definitely something interesting. On the whole, I really like the movie, it’s superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-110481045035319595?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/110481045035319595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=110481045035319595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/110481045035319595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/110481045035319595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2005/01/pulp-fiction-review.html' title='pulp fiction review'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-110252399752554580</id><published>2004-12-09T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T00:39:57.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow, it's been a long time...</title><content type='html'>wow, it's been a long time since kenny blogged. ok, that day when my classmates went to thailand, i didn't get the chance to send them off...i'm sooo sorry. but well, those who went to thailand will not know what happened during this period of time. it was quite torturous... depressing... exhausting... yada yada. ok, it's just about running around after all. from here to there and there back to here, here to there again and there back here again, then it's here to there and there back to here and finally here to there and there back to here for one week plus. finally it was settled last sunday and i can sleep on my own bed again instead of sleeping at the void deck (it was so cold). ok, all this are over, let's not talk about it already. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-110252399752554580?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/110252399752554580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=110252399752554580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/110252399752554580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/110252399752554580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/12/wow-its-been-long-time.html' title='wow, it&apos;s been a long time...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109975416986930501</id><published>2004-11-06T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T23:16:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally it's over</title><content type='html'>hohhohohohohohohoho!!! finally 3 weeks of hell is over. but, there's always more to come. though the studio project is over, but it's really a very good experience for kenny. well, it's fun and SUPER STRESSFUL. please think about it before coming into this line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the three weeks, the DFV students really exprienced a lot of stuffs. i really wanna thank all my crew, especially the cinematographers(wah, sounds nice isn't it?), and all my talents. haha maybe the other SDs should thank me too...what nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah so long never update. during the studio project was wah so fucking busy, then want to slack also no time to slack. then now after the studio project is too bored. so much time but nothing to do sia. haha wah but not bad got best male actor award. but the award only tell you you got that award, there's no prize at all(argh...), haha nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got time will update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109975416986930501?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109975416986930501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109975416986930501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109975416986930501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109975416986930501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/11/finally-its-over.html' title='finally it&apos;s over'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109801041985136499</id><published>2004-10-17T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:53:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring sunday...</title><content type='html'>hey people! kenny is back. hmmm what the fuck is kenny doing here on a sunday evening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny haven't blogged for so long(as usual). haha my friend (some nonsense fellow called OLC) even complain that he got nothing to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sunday, guess what kenny did today? haha don't know right? simple - eat and sleep. haha though today went to ntuc to buy milk (meiji pasturized milk: 2 litres) and frosties. haha all because of kaili(the malaysian) buy the cereals then i eat, wah! very nice arh! so i buy and kept eating. even buy into the cinema to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking of the cinema, kenny watch a very nonsense show with a very nonsense fellow yesterday(which is saturday of course) called 2046. wah $8.50 some more, my heart pain sia. but not bad can see their acting (really damn good man). haha never watched such a nonsense show for so long already. then after that went to eat KFC with that nonsense guy(you know who you are). wah liew, the zinger burger think they don't know go where and catch the chicken. then have to slaughter all that. ask me to wait for two minutes then when i went back still haven't cook finish. but not bad later they sent to me. ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha kenny went online after that(of course when i got home). with such a nice nick, those planning to watch 2046 all came to ask me about the movie. haha of course i gave nice comments as it was such a great movie i watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been running around to borrow one stupid VCR. arghhhh.....!!! who have? please lend kenny... please... then i haven't found my Vj for my studio project. then my actor and actresses also cannot find. argh stressed sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! studio project starts tomorrow! god save me! haha but kenny would like to relax for one more day. hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109801041985136499?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109801041985136499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109801041985136499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109801041985136499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109801041985136499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/10/boring-sunday.html' title='boring sunday...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109719825557347240</id><published>2004-10-08T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T09:17:35.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's nonsense</title><content type='html'>you know what?...i'm in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109719825557347240?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109719825557347240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109719825557347240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109719825557347240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109719825557347240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/10/thats-nonsense.html' title='that&apos;s nonsense'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109698829632889649</id><published>2004-10-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:58:16.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO FUCKIN' BUSY SIA!</title><content type='html'>hey people!! kenny haven't blogged for so damn long sia. kenny had been so busy not onli this few minutes, this few hours, this few days, but this few WEEKS!!!! i have so much things that i haven't do. erm...i think they are mostly my projects and assignments. alright, let's count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)web design&lt;br /&gt;2)tv graphics (stupid assignment)&lt;br /&gt;3)dsnv &lt;br /&gt;4)cinematography report (oops* nearly forgot sia!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok what kenny have finished right now are only the filimng part of cinematography and script writing! argh...so much more to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok great, now kenny have to worry about studio project. where the fuck can i find an ah ma to act for me. hmmp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searching for TALENTS (URGENTLY!!!), Criteria are as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)ah ma (an old hag) X1&lt;br /&gt;2)a handsome guy (baby face pls don't contact me)&lt;br /&gt;3)a pretty girl (i mean pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please contact kenny ASAP, thank you for your co-operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109698829632889649?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109698829632889649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109698829632889649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109698829632889649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109698829632889649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-fuckin-busy-sia.html' title='SO FUCKIN&apos; BUSY SIA!'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109604162209699644</id><published>2004-09-24T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T00:00:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIYO...</title><content type='html'>hmmm kenny is finally back. these days had been so fucking busy sia. hell lot of assignments to be completed by week 14 and 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny was talking to this primary friend of mine last night, he really surprised me. because he normall don't talk like that. ok maybe it was me who started the topic. he is vegetarian and i ask him whether he feels that there are a lot of restrictions to his life lah. so he replied no and he thinks that it is a blessing. then i asked him back(shouldn't have) in what sense. and you know what he said?! "what right do you have to take away lives from those animals?" uh...kenny felt so guilty. being a buddhist, i eat meat and even beef. but kenny can't help it but ate beef again today. i told him that i felt guilty and he said that i only say that but i don't actually feel that way. it's kinda true in a way coz i ate beef again today. but at that particular moment i really felt damn ashamed of myself. maybe i should not be a buddhist if i want to eat beef or don't eat beef? but kenny just can't do that. gosh...feel so sinful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha rachie...received your testimonial already. so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai, thanks for preaching. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109604162209699644?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109457174598794990</id><published>2004-09-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T23:42:25.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again!</title><content type='html'>hey people! woah! kenny haven't blogged for so long already. it feels sooooooooooo good to be back. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, kenny just got home not long ago. slept at 5+ a.m. in the morning and woke up at 9:30 a.m. wow! kenny is super. haha. went to chinatown today. ate so much. haha soon there'll be a fat kenny. or i hope so. then my crazy friend wants to go to bishan, so we went there. kenny ended up eating ice cream at swensen's. hmmm..... yummy.... kenny can still feel the mint in the mouth. just like you just brushed your teeth...oh...ah...it is so fucking nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, kenny still misses the marche brownie with mango ice cream... hmmmmm... when will i get to eat it again?....argh have this crave for some sweet stuffs. kenny doesn't know why either. cause i just asked him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, kenny is very busy. he's a busy man. yeah. and that's because he's been slacking off during the term break. went out everyday, never do work... my god... this is so sinful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but kenny got a new phone, so happy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109457174598794990?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109457174598794990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109457174598794990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109457174598794990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109457174598794990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/09/back-again.html' title='Back Again!'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109328121857397152</id><published>2004-08-24T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T01:13:38.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A siong for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the dark wood fell before me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And all the paths were overgrown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When the priests of pride say there is no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I tilled the sorrows of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I did not believe because I could not see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Though you came to me in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When the dawn seemed forever lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;You showed me your love in the light of the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cast your eyes on the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cast your soul to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When the dark night seems endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Please remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then the mountain rose before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;By the deep well of desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;From the fountain of forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Beyond the ice and the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cast your eyes on the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cast your soul to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When the dark night seems endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Please remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Though we share this humble path, alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;How fragile is the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Oh give these clay feet wings to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;To touch the face of the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Breathe life into this feeble heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lift this mortal veil of fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We'll rise above these earthly cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cast your eyes on the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cast your soul to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;When the dark night seems endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Please remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Please remember me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109328121857397152?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109328121857397152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109328121857397152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109328121857397152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109328121857397152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/08/siong-for-you.html' title='A siong for you...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109325031263411279</id><published>2004-08-23T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T16:38:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN SCHOOL??!!</title><content type='html'>what the...another day in school...came to school just for the dsnv assig 2. just to hand the thing up. so dumb... then after that, the tutor reviewed all the clips. oh man....kenny's voice sounds so hilarious! well, kenny had a flu yesterday that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today released early, kenny is bored and checking mail in the school lab. haha this is so funny, my friend sent me this mail with a ghost pic, ahah it looks funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny haven't blogged for erm... how long? forgot. haha. it's nice to come back and write something. had been busy this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched AVP. wah lao! waste my money. watched midnight some more. $8.50 leh...that is *toot*. that's the only word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha kenny will blog soon........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109325031263411279?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109325031263411279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109325031263411279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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eunice called me. then on sunday night, kenny slept at 4:30 am. was rushing for my web design assignment. html is killing kenny...so many links and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to today. kenny woke up at 8+am today. but my head was spliting apart. the next thing, kenny was rushing to the toilet to puke. haha puke 5 times before kenny went to the doctor. on my way to the doctor, i was puking while walking. haha it was damn funny when i think back now. when kenny just walked down. he puked again. well, that was nothing. but, CHIJ tpy pri was having recess at that time and i just puked outside the school! haha the students were so amazed at that sight of kenny puking. so, they all went up and stared at me through the fences! what the...can't they be more compassionate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day at home was spent by sleeping through the day. well, that was what the doctor told me to do. haha. to my friends and family, thanks for your care and concern. jinwen, thanks for your help. rachie, thanks for smsin me. chung, thanks for calling. and my granny, thanks for your porridge. chung, i didn't know what happened to my hp, it went bonkers. anyway, thanks for calling back ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnite people..................Zzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A DAY WITHOUT SLEEP IS GD FOR YOUR HEALTH, BUT MORE THAN A DAY WOTHOUT SLEEP IS NOT =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109267293002341356?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109267293002341356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109267293002341356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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should just let us use dreamweaver instead. now, we haf to type out all the codes ourselves. summore our layout is so fucking difficult to do it into a page. spent 3 hours tonite on just one home page. fucking complex...the tables all so dofficult to do sia. kenny is tired. kenny wants to sleep. hope can blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109233158184254065?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109233158184254065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109233158184254065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109233158184254065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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store even one tutorial inside. haha went to set up another yahoo mail with 100Mb wah not bad huh. then sent to my the other yahoo mail. this sounds so dumb but it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, kenny got all the info that he wanted anyway. it's near lunch time now and kenny is soooooo hungry. stomach is protesting already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha blogging at this time of the day and at this kinda place is kinda strange. the school had already banned so many sites, but kenny don't understand why they didn't ban this site. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later going to meet ah lian for lunch at amk. kenny didn't bring her cd, bet she's gonna kill him. it's not that kenny didn't want to bring, it's that kenny planned to go home first before meeting them. didn't bring qinghwa's cd too. don't think she will mind. it's spoilt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109164047741443369</id><published>2004-08-05T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T01:37:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no matter how hard it is, life still have to go on...</title><content type='html'>hey! kenny haven't blogged for some time. haha was so fucking busy. don't even have time to shit man! haha it's true lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days had been so busy...so many things to do sia. kenny have to do this stupo broadcast graphics thingy, then have to do web design, then more assignments coming up. argh when is it going to end just wish that national day will come soon. haha it's not that kenny is lazy but you know...humans needs sufficient rest including kenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha kenny bought 3 CDs today (wednesday). one of them is of course the jay chou latest album. wahaha so nice. next is the white stripes album and it's nice too! okok last one is one of the guns n roses' old album. haha it's made in china, only $5. ram lent the cd to kenny some time ago (the orginal cd of course, not from china one) and kenny found it nice. but a lot of cd shops sell it at an expensive price. then kenny saw it at chinatown so just grab lohx. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, gotta get on with my web design. it's really getting on my nerves man! argh...fuck it. i hate this man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109164047741443369?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109164047741443369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109164047741443369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109164047741443369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109164047741443369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/08/no-matter-how-hard-it-is-life-still.html' title='no matter how hard it is, life still have to go on...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109138368913958725</id><published>2004-08-02T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T02:08:09.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shagged...</title><content type='html'>hey guys! kenny haven't blogged for days already. haha so faucking busy and tired these days. especially when u have to juggle netween school work and your own job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have to say that script writing is fun. but my ideas come quite slowly. and it's tiring to do character analysis. haha did 4 pages on one character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already so late and i only finished my act 1. well, i plan to do it during the lecture later, hope i can concentrate on it. and finish up my logo tomorrow so that i can have more time for my web design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really sad to say that broadcast graphics is the worst thing i've ever gone through in my whole 18+ years of my life. just one word to describe it : TOOT*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of my rubbish. gtg. will blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109138368913958725?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109138368913958725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109138368913958725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109138368913958725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109138368913958725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/08/shagged.html' title='shagged...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109095148310844852</id><published>2004-07-28T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T02:04:43.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night time...</title><content type='html'>hee hee some may say the night is still young, but kenny is sooooooooooo tired sia. didn't get to sleep much the night before. poor kenny had to wake up at 7:00 a.m.&amp;nbsp;to go to school and meet chin fang and huixiang at 9:00 a.m. well, the meeting was cancelled last minute and there was this girl who interrupted my sleep by smsing me early in the morning at 6+. you know who you are huh. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day somebody complained that it's very boring to read kenny's&amp;nbsp;blog because there are no pictures and photographs.well, kenny will definitely put some photos up if there's a chance for me to. kenny knows that you guys really love to see him even when you're at home using the internet. hmmm......as to when the photos will be up...kenny hasn't decided on it too. you know...which are the pictures that are suitable to put in. or whether i have the pictures or not and all that kinda stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just now went to KTV with my Yr1 class. somemore went to the ang mo kio kbox. well, it was quite enjoyable except that georgie didn't sing in that whole session. due to the lateness, haha, we couldn't catch the last bus number 73 . fortunately, adeline's boyfriend came to pick me and eunice up and sent us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drifting away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109095148310844852?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109095148310844852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109095148310844852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109095148310844852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109095148310844852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/07/night-time.html' title='night time...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109085942166711943</id><published>2004-07-27T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T00:32:22.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed sia...</title><content type='html'>why is monday always a bad day. although tuesday is the longest day but kenny still finds it ok. haha think it's because wednesday got no class. well, the monday of this week was the worst. kenny was supposed to leave the school at 5 (because class ends at 5), but had to stay back to finish the adobe premier excercise (which kenny didn't get to finish). after that had to prepare for tomorrow's presentation during broadcast graphics (which kenny's group didn't get to finish again). after that (more things to do) kenny had to go all the way to bugis to return those dumb survey forms. if not for the sake of kenny's livelihood, who would want a job like that man! kenny is so fucking tired...gotta do a bit of handmade lettering for tomorrow's broadcast graphics' class. so kenny gotta go already...will blog soon........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109085942166711943?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109085942166711943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109085942166711943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109085942166711943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109085942166711943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/07/stressed-sia.html' title='Stressed sia...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109077315510791875</id><published>2004-07-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T00:36:19.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey hey! these 2 days had been so damn busy for kenny. well, things aren't that bad if kenny has the determination and strength to carry on with life. yeah! kenny will be strong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did 8 surveys in 2 days. that sharon had been giving kenny more work to do. what the fuck man. because kenny got attitude doesn't mean you can do this OKAY! bitch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well found out that the latest five for fighting album is so nice and kenny likes it. thanks dion! jay chou's new album is out for pre-sale already! kenny must grab it soon before it runs out of e pre-sale version with the free booklet(of don't know what) and a free vcd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hee hee...kenny went to Marche for dinner last night(saturday). wow ate so much. later met tiong and ah lian's friend(hui leng). haha tianlin, why you never send her home. haha missed the good chance man! but...don't worry, still got chances one. LoL. ah lian told me you guys went to kenny rogers worx. haha good, that owner is a friend of kenny. but you never say earlier, if not kenny can ask kenny to give you a discount. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... frustrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ...&amp;nbsp;angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... furious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kenny is ... insane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the sky is red and it's gonna rain. kenny have to hit the sacks as there's a morning class later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE WHO F&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;GHTS&lt;em&gt; AND RUNS AWAY LIVES TO FIGHT ANOTHER DAY! (cheers weiting!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/7681621-109077315510791875?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109077315510791875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109077315510791875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109077315510791875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109077315510791875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109042741646013941</id><published>2004-07-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T00:30:16.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day without school...</title><content type='html'>hmmm was awaken by by granny's nagging at around 10:00 a.m. when got out of bed i was so lost that i juz stood there in my room for like 5 mins. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather in the morning sucks. it looks as if it's gonna rain but it didn't. the sky was so dark. planned to go swimming in the morning but the weather was so fucked up. waited till noon then went for a swim. the weather was better and the sun was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to my office today. tt sharon ng is really a toot*. got atitude problem. she thinks she's pretty wear until like that. look like monkey lohx. the project was handed over to shiok fong to be in charge but she didn't tell me. what the hell man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a new comic today haha so happy. but the queue at Popular Bookstore was fucking long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother came home late today. everyday without fail will come and order me to let him use the pc. feel like slapping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...hope will have time to update everyday. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109042741646013941?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109042741646013941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109042741646013941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109042741646013941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109042741646013941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/07/day-without-school.html' title='a day without school...'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109034364056772942</id><published>2004-07-21T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T01:31:15.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day of sch with BROADCAST GRAPHICS!!</title><content type='html'>haiz...last nite was a total nightmare for me. this thing is so fucking complex. it took me ages to set it up. slept at around 2:30 a.m. last night and woke up at around 7:00 a.m. this morning. damn tired. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;planned to wake up earlier to think about what i want to say in my script wrinting class, but ended up cutting the edges of the pictures straight. haha early morning mah...brain not working that well. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;thought that i was late for my script writing class at 10:00 a.m. but i made it in time! so happy. well, the class turned out to be quite interesting as we have to make out a character from the picture that we brought. later, names were called out to present your character. sian after tt class i had a 2hr break. went to FJ for lunch with OLC, peilin, huixiang, and chuin fang. after lunch had nothing to do. therefore, took a 1hr tour around the school and met zeke when we were proceeding to walk around at blk M. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;stupid broadcast graphics at 3:00 p.m. that teacher named Mr. Loo (toilet) can't even speak properly. i even thought that he was speaking "nemo language". he speaks as if there&amp;nbsp;is a lot of air in between his teeth. oh ya, he's&amp;nbsp;got a big tongue. as i was sitting right in front of the teacher's desk and Mr. Toilet was giving a lecture right in front of me, i was so scared that his saliva would all have wings and land on my face. some more today i never bring umbrella. oya, i forgot to describe his appearance. he's obiang and looks like a toad. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way back home, that sharon ng from my workplace called mi. disturbed my sleep. fuck. ask me to go back office and take questionaire. bitch man, monday i went back don't want to give me. o'm not angry but furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already midnight...what the fuck am i doing. i should be in bed now. but nevermind...i don't really need alot of sleep (which isn't true). hmmm...abit sleepy...drifting off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109034364056772942?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109034364056772942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109034364056772942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109034364056772942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109034364056772942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/07/another-day-of-sch-with-broadcast.html' title='Another day of sch with BROADCAST GRAPHICS!!'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7681621.post-109025650100166191</id><published>2004-07-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T01:01:41.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so complex...argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now then i realise it's such a pain to create ur own blog...this thing is so damn complex. i was like "what the..." so damn frustrated with this thing. lucky my fren is here to help.. i think i can do this soon. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7681621-109025650100166191?l=kennycanken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/feeds/109025650100166191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7681621&amp;postID=109025650100166191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109025650100166191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7681621/posts/default/109025650100166191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennycanken.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-is-so-complexargh.html' title='this is so complex...argh'/><author><name>XionG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779220133362371945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
