<?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-6938982654455561911</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:20:26.663-07:00</updated><category term='dream'/><title type='text'>mygaydick</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-5308289458445555094</id><published>2009-12-20T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T11:14:37.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM</title><content type='html'>her name is Shasha. I met her in JB while playing Blackshot. She was my enemy and I was killing her, but somehow I ran out of ammo, in both my guns. So I jumped around her holding my knife, not killing her because she did not moved. After the game, we met up and proceeded back to SG. She had her white SP with her, while I had my KR. But I had trouble starting my bike, so we pushed our bikes back. We stopped somewhere before entering the custom. We talked a little and that is where I know her name, Shasha. She had 2 of her friends while I had 1 with me. And another 1 more who was piliioning his friend, both of which I don't know. The 5 of them were bonding while it was just me and her who bonded personally. She was very open since the first thing she asked me is to guess her age. Which was 21. That was where she told me she gets paid $210 per hour. Upon reaching SG, we parked our bikes and walked to blk 100+. I asked her where she stay, and she replied 144. "street 13 there ah?" "street 13? Oh, behind wdl stadium?" "ya". We were already hugging and holding hands while walking. Because we were getting intimate, told me that she already had a guy, and implying that she can't do other stuffs with me. "relek relek..." She had a child and a guy, who wasn't the father of the child. And after that, she seem to be MIA, after telling me that she had a guy, while the others were talking under the block, at the void deck. The girls wanted to part with us and I tried ways to get us to stay together, but to no avail. I left on my bike, while riding, looked under the void deck at their group, but couldn't remember seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT sadly, this was all but reality. I dreamt about last night, and woke up feeling really happy and sad at the same time. A bitter ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5308289458445555094?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5308289458445555094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5308289458445555094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5308289458445555094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5308289458445555094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream.html' title='DREAM'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-8038203168449905453</id><published>2009-12-08T04:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:35:48.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Directions</title><content type='html'>What's this I'm feeling. Something that's is coming out from my chest. But what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-8038203168449905453?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8038203168449905453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=8038203168449905453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/8038203168449905453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/8038203168449905453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/directions.html' title='Directions'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-5257336140928958943</id><published>2009-12-04T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:07:51.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go on, leech lives away.</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Life's not all that simple. Can't just lie to everyone, including yourself. Hypocrite. Stop trying to speak with good english when we all know that you're just a old and homely 'ah lian'. Clinging on to him, reporting every single thing that happened in the day just makes things worst, enough of your whining on facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5257336140928958943?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5257336140928958943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5257336140928958943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5257336140928958943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5257336140928958943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/go-on-leech-lives-away.html' title='Go on, leech lives away.'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-5241774993442292134</id><published>2009-04-20T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:25:53.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey! Faci,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/Sew-8WjwhwI/AAAAAAAAACk/hTdvQby1F5Q/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/Sew-8WjwhwI/AAAAAAAAACk/hTdvQby1F5Q/s400/shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326701665841088258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5241774993442292134?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5241774993442292134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5241774993442292134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5241774993442292134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5241774993442292134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/forgive-me.html' title='Forgive me.'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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/_l6_tL1DLE6k/Sew-8WjwhwI/AAAAAAAAACk/hTdvQby1F5Q/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-5461208902893032572</id><published>2009-04-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:26:22.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2B</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey. It's been ages since I last updated. And guessed what. I'm finally 18. Woohoo! And now, it's time to get my riding license. Let's see... tomorrow having my first BTL. And, most likely, I'd be going to BBDC on either Sat or Sun with my bro. Cool dude. He'll be taking his 2A and I'd be having my first 2B practical, 1.01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAhooo... smooothieee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5461208902893032572?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5461208902893032572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5461208902893032572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5461208902893032572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5461208902893032572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/2b.html' title='2B'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-5702623834765645275</id><published>2009-02-03T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:53:24.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virus</title><content type='html'>Haha, dang! I contracted the 1 month disease... But seriously theres nothing much no blog about. Except that the fever is coming. Karwah 's party is comnig up real fast... Mine would be right after his.... recently I've been working real hard, it has been 6 days straight for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school's out. and im proud to say that I havent smoked since the first day of the holidays.... finally am able to stopped....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5702623834765645275?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5702623834765645275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5702623834765645275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5702623834765645275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5702623834765645275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/virus.html' title='Virus'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-4979571740691137388</id><published>2009-01-03T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:44:41.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'09</title><content type='html'>It's a new year. I've been saying this countless of times. Happy New Year to all out there. Finally, time to start all over again. 365 days of madness. Surely, I'll be looking for for this year's. This is the point where most of my friends are turining 18. 18, the long awaited age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this year's resolution, not much. just gotta start scrimping and saving right about now. Looking forward to the 16th of April and of course, the 2nd of March as well. Chances are, quite likely. Let's pray for karwah's 10th, REAL HARD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-4979571740691137388?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4979571740691137388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=4979571740691137388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4979571740691137388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4979571740691137388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/09.html' title='&apos;09'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-9045422357930994439</id><published>2008-12-18T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:00:02.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash and Burn</title><content type='html'>Brother got into an accident today while I was working. Heard his left arm was broken. Most likely undergoing surgery very soon to fix it. Hopefully I can visit him tomorrow after work. Saddened. This is his 3rd accident since this year. Saddened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-9045422357930994439?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9045422357930994439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=9045422357930994439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/9045422357930994439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/9045422357930994439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/crash-and-burn.html' title='Crash and Burn'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-8391999572353761537</id><published>2008-12-02T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:29:30.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Awaited</title><content type='html'>Time really pass by very quickly. Looking back into day 1 of second semester, from the times when I thought that Ryhar could actually be a good friend to the times when all the guys going to the toilet during the 3rd meeting. But now, things have changed alot! 'Open Acer' had not been frequently abused anymore. We know who are the people we could trust and who are just simply trash. There are countless things that we had done as a class, but somehow, I just can't get enough of them. It really does feels like the semester was only week 6. But no, it has the to be the 12th week. If only Hiro Nakamura was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that's about enough for class-related topic. Let's see what happened during the pass month. Finally had a job after tremendous effort of job hunting with a couple of friends. Haagen-dazs in Jurong Point would be opened on the 10th. No more free lance for me then. Well, it's actually a good thing. Considering the fact that jurong Point is mught nearer as compared to Orchard, where I had been working for the past fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hoping I would be getting my first pay really soon. Cash for me is really running lower than an anthill. And yes, my brother had quitted smoking, and it's about time I follow suit. IT's like I've not been trying. My advice to those trying, lie. Yup, just lie to youself. Say, you're walking home from school. When having thoughts about lighting up a stick and popping it into your mouth, try lying. Say you'll light it up after 50 steps. And after that 50, lie again and again. Soon enough, you realise that you are close enough to your house that you would hear that familiar sound whenever the doors of your flat's lifts are opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guessed this is about all that I had to update about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-8391999572353761537?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8391999572353761537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=8391999572353761537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/8391999572353761537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/8391999572353761537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-awaited.html' title='Long Awaited'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-3504219247022147290</id><published>2008-11-04T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:07:00.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buridan's Ass.</title><content type='html'>Life is full of stress. Stress is mainly caused my the multiple choices that we have to face daily. Those choices are made available to us because of us being greedy and could not just simply settle for just a simple one. And it's all because of one's greed. I once read a novel, the character came across a monk which says that "nothing in this world lasts forever". So, the monk seriously does not try his best to keep or win something else, with his slogan bearing within his mind. If only we were to be like monks, then only, stress would not really be such a deal in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really understand what does it means by sacrificing. It really does deal a huge blow to one's dream. With all the past talks with Mike and Amin about us going out riding together, from ap to our block. Me and Mike would be riding next year, while Amin would be like cycling behind us. All these are just dreams that would remain at arm's length always. Because I don't think that getting a 2 wheel is possible for me right now. All I want to do now is to make her smile. Bringing her everywhere possible. All the past promises that I made, I must fulfill. Sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-3504219247022147290?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3504219247022147290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=3504219247022147290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/3504219247022147290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/3504219247022147290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/11/buridans-ass.html' title='Buridan&apos;s Ass.'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-6969559914044458168</id><published>2008-10-31T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:00:50.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October the 31st</title><content type='html'>Had a blast for 31st. Not mainly for the fact that it is halloween, but still happy Halloween guys. Instead, it was all about NP@45. For those who don't know what it was, it's as good as clubbing, only without liquor. Headed there to 'recruit' but was futile. Had fun though, with Jonas, Charles and Michael.  Damien was cool too. The DJ for Kenye West was there and so was Joker and the Green Goblin. All in all, it was great. And now, it all boils down to recruitment again. Where to next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, the mystery of the missing PS2 in my house was revealed. How could a gaming console be gone just like that? It's possible when there's an asshole in the house, my brother. My own blood brother did it. He achieved the unthought of. My mum even suspect spirits were doing their job. He took the console and cashed it. How the hell did he reduce himself to such a state? God knows, maybe even God don't know. Never in my life, I come across someone like this piece of crap. He's really making life hell for his family, literally. My mum pawned all her jewels and prized posession. All those which is very and highly sentimental for her. Just because she was afraid that her son would sell it away for his own devillish benefits. My dad have to hide his wallet everyday after taking his first step in the house. My mum lock up her door even if she has to go to the toilet. My bag is locked up with all my belongings in it. All these is done for the sole purpose of keeping my brother's moronic acts at bay. And just now, he stole something from me which he stole before. But luckily, I retrieved it back from his closet while he is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told my dad that as soon as I'm 18, I will move out of the house. Can't really take all this, with a theif in the house. The containment where most people feel the safest, but not for me. So, if there is any friends of mine out there, who is willing to share the cost of renting a room or a flat, please feel free to approach me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-6969559914044458168?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6969559914044458168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=6969559914044458168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6969559914044458168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6969559914044458168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-31st.html' title='October the 31st'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-4962589792581249088</id><published>2008-10-11T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:31:46.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand up for the sympathetic</title><content type='html'>In all my life, i never seen him cry. In all that 5 years of friendship I've never seen been that emotional and breaking down. Believe it. Only you managed to break him apart till he became that way. The cause of your irritation? Yourself, you brought it upon yourself. So better stop complaining. I'm sure you might have learnt this in school, start responding and not reacting. Stop and think girl. What is it that your doing, savour the forbidden relationship? I thing the other. Your just laying out a soft and cushy bed just in case, IN CASE you fall down from up high. Dropping into the neighbourhood from the high society where its hard to maintain, let alone better. He is trying everything, money's not the issue for him, no more. He's willing and trying while your just pushing and ignoring. Put yourself in his position. Try witnessing yourself walking up a wall. First thought? Hopeless? This is what he's going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-4962589792581249088?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4962589792581249088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=4962589792581249088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4962589792581249088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4962589792581249088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/10/stand-up-for-sympathetic.html' title='Stand up for the sympathetic'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-2665504851299595761</id><published>2008-10-02T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:08:10.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Money not enough. Big plans all ahead for me. Getting my 1st ever vehicle, now that ever tempting psp is alluring me right now. Well, maybe its because of the influence I have. My brother has been encouraging me to get it. While corrupting my mind, saying it is possible to pay for my vehicle by installment. that, I already know. But I just hate the feeling of 'being in debt'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, its not that bad an idea for me getting a psp for myself, again. Since I already lost mine before. The Xbox 360 spoilt, PS2 missing. What else can I get for my own personal entertainment? The psp of course. Got some ideas of earning money so as to achieve what I want. Sakura restaurant. That place is a most wanted job for me. Its near, not that low paying and job wise, not that bad. So, hope I could get my psp ASAP without disrupting my liscense and vehicle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-2665504851299595761?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2665504851299595761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=2665504851299595761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2665504851299595761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2665504851299595761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/10/money-not-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-3665419970516749998</id><published>2008-09-16T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:36:41.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 wheel, 4 wheel ?</title><content type='html'>How how how? Car or motor? my mum say if i get class 3, she will buy the car for me.... fish! how? but motor has like always been my ideal transport. but now, car like attractive alrd. look at the pros and cons of both :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need pay. but liscense, still must pay myself.&lt;br /&gt;shld be more fuel consumption, = more money to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;can bring 4 times more frens than motor.&lt;br /&gt;inside car, can talk joke and do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;but den, i still prefer motor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;cheaper to get. as in the course.&lt;br /&gt;but then, must pay myself, but nvm, can pay by installment. not that bad...&lt;br /&gt;get motor, can work as rider. no more kfc, low paying job.&lt;br /&gt;cheaper to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;and i love motorbike.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how guys? suggestions pls... dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-3665419970516749998?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3665419970516749998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=3665419970516749998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/3665419970516749998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/3665419970516749998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-wheel-4-wheel.html' title='2 wheel, 4 wheel ?'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-6536576371263726485</id><published>2008-09-10T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:09:22.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>classmates, teammates.</title><content type='html'>today played soccer after sch with a bunch of classmates, jacko, lewis and shasi. not bad ar. after class ended straight go to the court. damn no ball, den nobody playing also. so we sit around 1st, jokw bout girls and aunties inside the lobster restaurant ar... den lewis return saying got ppl playing alrd. at 1st ar, we see them, scary. we say we wont last 2 mins with them ar. in the end, we won 4 games straight. total there have 3 teams, so that means we beat 2 teams twice. damn tiring sia.... den, most likely, next week wed playing again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love, is not a big deal actually. Be holism, look at the whole picture. It's afterall, either you make or break. If you make, see whether you can last. If break, see whether you can forget. If can last, who knows? marriage? If can forget, move on! It's that simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-6536576371263726485?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6536576371263726485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=6536576371263726485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6536576371263726485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6536576371263726485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/09/classmates-teammates.html' title='classmates, teammates.'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-658566417803255194</id><published>2008-09-08T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:06:28.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buy love, get hurt free.</title><content type='html'>today was sci ar. not bad at all, even though the faci not even half of wad peter is. kind of hard to understand at 1st ar, den i was stuck when to find the vertical distance, bloody hell, in the end, ask told me dat can check in the program inself... wasted my damn 30mins trying to find out ar... 1st break, went to go pitstop at 903 bustop there. best was 2nd break ar, cos everybody like have alot of slides alrd ar, den also like nth much to present. den we go play cs and dota. wah seh, damn long nv play like this alrd... in w24p can own, in e36l get owned, in cs ar... den dota 1st game owning jacko, but in 2nd game, got owned like water... nt bad ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch went home, write letter, wrap present den go out to gym ar... nth much ar, the same ppl, walter, karwah only... but also have rachel ar... who run damn long on the treadmill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went 131 buy ciggies den go home. bathed, headed out to sengkang to deliver the present ar... cos she today nv go sch... things happened, made me think alot. comparing now to the past, now seems hopeless... sometimes, the truth hurts.. but den, no choice, love is cannot be forced. get used to it la boy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-658566417803255194?l=mygaydickruns.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-6938982654455561911.post-6316335205087612892</id><published>2008-09-01T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:09:27.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNGER RELIEF WEEK</title><content type='html'>and and and, pls, any kind hearted soul out there. and if ur care to donate to all those poor hunger-stricken kids. kindly contact me. just SGD$2 will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be generous.&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-6316335205087612892?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6316335205087612892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=6316335205087612892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6316335205087612892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6316335205087612892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/09/hunger-relief-week.html' title='HUNGER RELIEF WEEK'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-6782571321705818741</id><published>2008-09-01T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:03:27.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea yea, updates right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, what happened since i last blogged, class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 word, marvellous. had no regrets being there at all. even though when i reached there, damn boring ar. was trying to slp. den bbq started and drinking followed suit. fun starts den it ended. i tink, no need to blog alot about this ar. since most of w24p blogged abt it alrd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing topic, 1 of my bestest ever fren, hooking up with a girl. fullfuling 1 of his 'targets'. not bad all ar. and at work, nothing much. damn bastard sia. manager said that i wont have to do cashier since theres many new comers. because of this statement, the motivation to go back to work is there. but then, now i still see myself taking people's order. BUT, today is the best day doing cashier for as long i could rmb. maybe cos i din have to actually take any orders. because today i was in charge of this new girl. and yar, i let do the talking while i pack the order. and, working with her damn fun ar. she littlest of things also will start laughing. ah pek and retard, this is wad she calls me, i strongly think that she still dunno whats my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since im on the topic on my workplace, let me vent my frustration on this fcuker. rosita is her name. she sucks. damn suck. k, working alongside her. meaning doing cashier with her ar. she come to work, top up this and that, sweep floor, the reason? she dont want open her POS. lazy to take order. also fucking lazy take product. take coleslaw will call ppl take for her. why? cos she too fat cannot bend down take herself. den after work, do abit closing, tell manager she's done. 1st time i see ppl like dat. in here, whoever in wad station will go home tgt. means if 1 done, all done. not 1 by 1 leave. wads more, ytd had a attachment staff, also quite new one, from cwp. he count money till short cash. den manager call me count for him. before counting, i did some closing. clean the dispenser, toastmaster and count leftovers ar... all these takes time one... den dat fat btich say kinwai nv do closing. in those whinny tone. damn fcuker. den i go to her, 'breast so big, brain so small' and walk off. she nv say anything. speechless. and i say her boobies big cos she is FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fark, even she nt here also will make me angry. anyways, today is not bad ar. ytd was the shitty one. alrite ppl, toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-6782571321705818741?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6782571321705818741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=6782571321705818741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6782571321705818741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6782571321705818741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/09/yea-yea-updates-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-2360622245749361305</id><published>2008-08-24T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:35:37.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered why your life sucks so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everthing is crumbling down in his life. relationship with the girl is tearing while relationship within his family is torn. except when his brother is back, its as if peace is brought back along with him. so weekends are really the most desired days for him. but weekdays comes after every weekends, which means, hell is back for more. each morning, he is awaken by shouts and screams from his mother and younger brother, mk. once mk is out of the house, he feels relieved once again. but being asleep is not a resort, because he has to wake up eventually. and when he wakes up, the dreaded moment reveals itself. he gets ready to go out. while getting ready, he realises, his bag is missing. so he has to find an alternative. his wallet is misplaced, took him some time to find it again. his lighter is gone, no sweat, buy another one. ciggerettes are missing. just before leaving the house, many things are gone. bag, wallet, lighter and ciggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when his out having fun, there would be this occasional unwanted calls from mk. asking where he is at and bla bla bla. reasons for his questions, unknown. and also from his mum. unlike most of u, instead of asking for ur whereabout, she's asking for mk's. and then, when he is about to pay for something, he realises money is missing in his wallet. thats the reason for his wallet being misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when his back home. it would be peaceful untill mk is back. mum and mk would argue which would lead to fights. mk would say that his out with his brother which is not true. everything is the same when dad is back. his in between a crossfire of words and actions which leads to sleepless nights. imagine, 5 consecutive days like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do you have alarm clocks of likes of his? is ur home a safe place to be at? are ur stuffs there at where u left it? are you having those dreaded phone calls? is ur name used as a key to freedom? have u ever seen a mum strangling her own son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, whose life sucks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-2360622245749361305?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2360622245749361305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=2360622245749361305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2360622245749361305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2360622245749361305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/08/have-you-ever-wondered-why-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-4106243505071771332</id><published>2008-08-20T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:45:03.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NANJUN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyImrP4vI/AAAAAAAAACE/vrbgwmiEL6Q/s1600-h/nj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyImrP4vI/AAAAAAAAACE/vrbgwmiEL6Q/s320/nj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236685958871507698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.K.A nJ. haha. in this pic, she look damn fierce huh, but in reality nt v la... in fact, she is veri friendly ar... i knw her since sec 2 dat era... i shared alot of things wit her ar.. everytime have problems or whatsoever, also will tell her... can tok to her about almost everything under the sun one ar... bu cuo bu cuo. realli is nt bad a fren ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up at ard 3-4+ ar... nt much happened today. met up with amin under blk pitstop awhile and talked. den later go out to ap. nt bad ar acap, gave alot food to us... the price, ciggies... reached hm abt 1 den as wad karwah calls it, cyber sex, wit nj...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyIgqkxFI/AAAAAAAAACM/oR6lcGG1swo/s1600-h/nj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyIgqkxFI/AAAAAAAAACM/oR6lcGG1swo/s320/nj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236685957258069074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyJOSYMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/AyIDnlc2GmY/s1600-h/nj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyJOSYMtI/AAAAAAAAACU/AyIDnlc2GmY/s320/nj1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236685969504613074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-4106243505071771332?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4106243505071771332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=4106243505071771332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4106243505071771332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4106243505071771332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-nanjun.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SKxyImrP4vI/AAAAAAAAACE/vrbgwmiEL6Q/s72-c/nj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-3444052977751395893</id><published>2008-08-19T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:23:49.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heart shape heart shape. loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd-thr7CI/AAAAAAAACS0/SfJrlU8qWBg/s1600-h/DSC02612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd-thr7CI/AAAAAAAACS0/SfJrlU8qWBg/s320/DSC02612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311954958314530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wid my girl &amp;amp;others. i was a LAZY PIG so i cab there ar. rachel shaheedah kelly tried to call me up but i really damn tired ar. can say today is a very enjoyable &amp;amp;FUN day. hanging out wid rachel shaheedah &amp;amp;kelly jus makes my day even happily &amp;amp;much lovable. hahas. every moment spent tgt is a moment that will not be forgotten. especially wid u my wife RACHEL LIM&lt;br /&gt;spend my DAY at MINDS cafe ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wall MEETS WALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa56kqpbI/AAAAAAAACQ8/ezEdsOmpKf0/s1600-h/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa56kqpbI/AAAAAAAACQ8/ezEdsOmpKf0/s320/DSC02594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236308574026245554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FLYING BOOBLESS CRAZE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa4RncsPI/AAAAAAAACQs/JouGwif-Hkg/s1600-h/DSC02590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa4RncsPI/AAAAAAAACQs/JouGwif-Hkg/s320/DSC02590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236308545852190962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; head to hole opps i mean head to TOE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa4-pJV2I/AAAAAAAACQ0/z6j0rRj46jc/s1600-h/DSC02592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa4-pJV2I/AAAAAAAACQ0/z6j0rRj46jc/s320/DSC02592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236308557938906978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo says. oh i need a hole for my nose. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa37nYFYI/AAAAAAAACQk/ThuM4OzNBbI/s1600-h/DSC02596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsa37nYFYI/AAAAAAAACQk/ThuM4OzNBbI/s320/DSC02596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236308539946308994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this photo says, oh oh a hole is come.. woooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbgVBsT_I/AAAAAAAACRE/uBMC-h3UTaA/s1600-h/DSC02597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbgVBsT_I/AAAAAAAACRE/uBMC-h3UTaA/s320/DSC02597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309233962340338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this photo says, there it goes, my hole for my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbg1Hy2wI/AAAAAAAACRM/8gZ9oeH2rRE/s1600-h/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbg1Hy2wI/AAAAAAAACRM/8gZ9oeH2rRE/s320/DSC02598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309242577869570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;twist twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMEEmcoI/AAAAAAAACRs/OZfizKRj9yE/s1600-h/DSC02574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMEEmcoI/AAAAAAAACRs/OZfizKRj9yE/s320/DSC02574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311084837008002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo says, heart shape heart shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMR4MLjI/AAAAAAAACR0/JWmnq9xQ2uw/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMR4MLjI/AAAAAAAACR0/JWmnq9xQ2uw/s320/DSC02576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311088543051314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KW : shoot me for i will sacrifice myself for your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMiiRIwI/AAAAAAAACR8/YGFvKAegcAQ/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMiiRIwI/AAAAAAAACR8/YGFvKAegcAQ/s320/DSC02582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311093014504194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R : if he die i'll die too. so that we'll be tgt forever den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdNRc4LvI/AAAAAAAACSM/uKB65ahGYwE/s1600-h/DSC02583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdNRc4LvI/AAAAAAAACSM/uKB65ahGYwE/s320/DSC02583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311105608363762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R doing her forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMx0YIkI/AAAAAAAACSE/MwPP2jqiIHU/s1600-h/DSC02588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsdMx0YIkI/AAAAAAAACSE/MwPP2jqiIHU/s320/DSC02588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311097116992066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya minds cafe every TUE is LADIES NIGHT. so ladies who are there they do not need to pay for the duration of gaming. hahas. not bad rights. hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbhYxgxKI/AAAAAAAACRU/byubYefxBw0/s1600-h/DSC02564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbhYxgxKI/AAAAAAAACRU/byubYefxBw0/s320/DSC02564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309252148085922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbhnCz2gI/AAAAAAAACRc/SLqjDeD0egU/s1600-h/DSC02561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbhnCz2gI/AAAAAAAACRc/SLqjDeD0egU/s320/DSC02561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309255978736130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this guy help rachel alot alot sia. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbiIesHbI/AAAAAAAACRk/_SHe903GmME/s1600-h/DSC02587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsbiIesHbI/AAAAAAAACRk/_SHe903GmME/s320/DSC02587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236309264954039730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd9LbX4bI/AAAAAAAACSU/dyrkAHxPbVc/s1600-h/DSC02579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd9LbX4bI/AAAAAAAACSU/dyrkAHxPbVc/s320/DSC02579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311928625160626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;together wid love : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd9tuEdgI/AAAAAAAACSc/d8L-sGY-zNk/s1600-h/DSC02578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd9tuEdgI/AAAAAAAACSc/d8L-sGY-zNk/s320/DSC02578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311937830385154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo says, jus another wanna be lost tourist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd-S-756I/AAAAAAAACSs/fsQZAqlhAFw/s1600-h/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd-S-756I/AAAAAAAACSs/fsQZAqlhAFw/s320/DSC02611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236311947833239458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-3444052977751395893?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3444052977751395893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=3444052977751395893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/3444052977751395893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/3444052977751395893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/08/heart-shape-heart-shape-met-up-wid-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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/_XdugdhsMqi0/SKsd-thr7CI/AAAAAAAACS0/SfJrlU8qWBg/s72-c/DSC02612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-2381472929041238380</id><published>2008-08-17T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:08:42.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well lets see.... these 3 days had been a v fun day for me... on the 15th and 16th we had this bbq planned my sakai at ecp... wow, damn alot ppl turned up... i slept at ard 7am dat time... after the cake cutting, the fun starts... apez brought it all with him.. 1st, cake went on everyones face. and it realli is everyone... after the cake fite, he and muhaimin went ard grabbing ppl and tossing them into the beach... dat was alrd ard 1am? damn freaking cold.. after swimming we dried ourselves and went play pool... i went in there, saw many many no smoking signs, but at the same time, i saw many many ppl smoking... damn contradicting... we played till liike 5 ard there ar... go back tent no space, i slept on the bench, woke up 3x just to shift bench... in the end nora asked me go slp inside tent, cos they all woke up alrd... ya den bla bla bla ended up at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damn best... work finish alrd, slack awhile den met apez... me him and mike went for fun searching... went to a carpark, with a little trick, we found wad we were looking for... 1st time i ride bike without clutch... nt bad ar... but den, bcos of this fun, got 3 little cuts, 1 damn itchy now.... but in the end... realli damn fun ar today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-2381472929041238380?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2381472929041238380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-6938982654455561911.post-4323446411997971154</id><published>2008-08-12T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:05:25.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>full stop.</title><content type='html'>hais... karwah, i dun nid wait till 25th already... had the answer just now... all this while was just a stupid hope that i carry... nth but hopes... hais.. so i guess this is the full stop in this story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-4323446411997971154?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4323446411997971154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-6938982654455561911.post-1746292147857444408</id><published>2008-08-11T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:03:29.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after sch today went civic library ar... meet karwah, jerome, naz. i go sulan ar, cos she wants to reutrn karwah his laptop and maybe something else. haha... after dat went home change and met karwah and nizam at 131 go buy ciggies... den head to gym and met naz there... go gym halfway jerome and walter came, but since they go 'rob' of money, they din enter ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after gym went to ap mac. at there saw nj with shini... studying... while me and karwah eat ar... but they both... v cold ar... so much for socialising huh... well anyway, after dat go kfc play soccer awhile, just nice have ball play... den was shazani lil bro bdae on 11th and a few mins later, sakai the bdae on the 12th... cool huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat went to void deck hang ard awhile ar... later saw jeff and nasir but they disappear go dunno where.. now the sad part.. my bro came ar, he was high on power.. den he returned me money, but still owe more ar... 22 left... den later he told me ar, he feel like crying... since his high, wadever he says would be from inside ar... den he say abt our family troubles... damn sad for him... he say he feels like taking his life.... and he got cry ar... but his face still the same, like clown... but tears just rolled down his face... damn sad for him... i asked his fren to take care of him cos i wanna go home alrd ar... his fren nt high ar, even though he took power... yar, dats abt all ar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-1746292147857444408?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-6938982654455561911.post-7071030513156930214</id><published>2008-08-07T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:34:43.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahs. i am here to post. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-7071030513156930214?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7071030513156930214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=7071030513156930214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Our 1st semester gonna end really soon. with just 3 days left... i just realise that im realli lucky to be in this class. so much fun. so much joy. so much laughter! there are so much things this class has been thru together and yet, many more things are still left intact. how i wish we really could spend more time tgt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly, rachel and shaheedah always there to inject fun joy laughter into class... julia sulan sab dorren ben riya lina jolyn suaidah marckus nada always there laughing along... and this nada, really changed alot.! changed into someone who is really damn fun ar... not saying she last time not fun, just dat she now more fun... and then siok zhen shuxian sumesh junwei weihua jasmine sakinah smiling there... and sumesh, always smile one.... funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the gundus who had been thru alot with me... all the times we spent.. from the time when faci bought pizza for us... den the 1st time we pon sch tgt go zoo... also have the time when we pon sch go OCC bowling and pooling.... or just in class, when shaheedah birthday party.. damn shiok... the stupid fites rachel and kelly had which results in banana shits on the blinders.. or when we watched movies in class... oh yes, and not to forget the raping season i experienced... and wad many of u wont know, the little round cup noodles lid we pasted under the tables... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this fuckers, yes fuckers in a good, great best way, really made me appreciate my first ever semester in RP... love them loads... seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-1777122327490525759?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-4638216949058757348</id><published>2008-08-06T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:16:12.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peter is cool! he let us off early today. it was the last day for science which means theres only 4 schooling days left for w24p. kinda sad ya. went to cwp to watch money not enough 2 with classmates. is not a bad show. in fact, its good ar. damn funny, damn sad. cries... pity the grandma alot! she gave up her life, she was pushed ard like unwanted rubbish. eat in the toilet!?!? slp outside toilet... all these shouldnt be done to anyone or any living being... shes their mother and they treat her like dat... the most saddening part is when she was brought into the old folks home and she doesnt even knows it! she turned ard only to see her son running away... damn sad... this show like made me treasure my mum even more ar... things starting to get better between us and i hope it just gets better... also have funny part in the show ar, when ah hui got back den she ask, have u eaten? have u eaten? damn cute ar.... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im nt blocking her just to run away... i just dont want to have anything to do with her anymore. love sucks so deep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-4638216949058757348?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4638216949058757348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=4638216949058757348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4638216949058757348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4638216949058757348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/08/peter-is-cool-he-let-us-off-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-1274088692422479837</id><published>2008-08-02T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T03:07:51.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn long nv post already.... so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;went to tried something really cool on wednesday - electronic cigar. my fren from np doing a projet on this la, den he need some tester, so i became it. its damn cool ar, theres still the the kick at the throat and the nicotine still present. BUT! no smell! this is so damn cool ar, can smoke anywhere. even though have the smoke, but is actually water vapour, can just smoke anywhere! and is healtheir also, cos is tar-free. but its damn dry ar, smoke that too mch will hurt the throat. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day. we lose ourselves... me karwah and mike. we cut ties and burden from this world at admiralty park just beside rp. this is the 1st time, but damn  nice ar.... nv been dis drunk before.... nt bad ar...if karwah had nv suggested the pure cup. cnfrm wont be one ar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thur and fri in sch was just sucky. dunno how things end up this way between us.... is not like i want it, is i dunno... just hope for things to be better ar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-1274088692422479837?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1274088692422479837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=1274088692422479837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/1274088692422479837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/1274088692422479837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-long-nv-post-already.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-5295480327443872972</id><published>2008-07-27T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:02:01.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>virginities</title><content type='html'>yesterday was like a damn fun day...  morning, went gig with them. first met up with karwah, khai, nizam, alham and his cousin. yar den cos waiting of classmates den they go 1st ar... then somehow met afrio. he also going with his hyena. and finally classamates came... damn alot of girls... then wan to go only got to knw that they waiting for fren. so me and jabal go ahead 1st ar... den meet karwah and co. at w1 foodcourt there... gig damn fun. wasted, nv come ealier. if nt can mosh and touchy... at gig there, also damn funny. first karwah so hyper run in jump onto khai and nizam, only to end up on the ground.. HAHAHA... hilarious.. den later kelly heel stuck in the ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after gig damn hungry... karwah invite me go his family the chalet... at first, damn paiseh ar.. but in the end.. not bad ar...they quite friendly ar.. while we were alone at there.. we talked. i realised that i lost my virgin to karwah in alot of ways...&lt;br /&gt;1- went to aloha chalet.&lt;br /&gt;2- costa sands chalet.&lt;br /&gt;3- friend's FAMILY chalet.&lt;br /&gt;4- aranda country club chalet.&lt;br /&gt;just chalet alone, got 4 already... bu cuo..&lt;br /&gt;5- went to china&lt;br /&gt;6- blue diamond&lt;br /&gt;7- drunk my 1st can of beer, carlsberg&lt;br /&gt;8- went to my first gig.&lt;br /&gt;9- walked the lane.&lt;br /&gt;10- slp on a SINGLE bed with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;GUY&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11- my first ever work.&lt;br /&gt;12- won medals during games day in sec sch. gold for floorball and silver for badminton doubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely have more, just dat nw cant think of any. bu cuo... but, he stole my virginities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5295480327443872972?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5295480327443872972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5295480327443872972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5295480327443872972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5295480327443872972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/virginities.html' title='virginities'/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-5479156969116956671</id><published>2008-07-25T12:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:48:08.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people, i just read a veri saddening blog. a misfortune. im sure most of u would tear like how i did. http://memyselfmine.blogspot.com/, this the link. go ahead, share her pain. damn sad and sry for her. a romance like no other. words and pictures come together to tell a true life experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-5479156969116956671?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5479156969116956671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=5479156969116956671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5479156969116956671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/5479156969116956671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-people-i-just-read-veri-saddening.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-4606041456839465265</id><published>2008-07-19T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:54:18.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reviving this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's been a long day for me. woke up damn early ard 7+. yar den went to town. bloody hell, wasted my time sia.. 1st went to wisma then cineleisure. supposed to watch movie, but in the end, went home cos shaheedah had to go for gig. yar then  met up with my brother. HAHA, karwah. go his hse scan laptop then met jerome n walter at admiralty mac there. scary... cos beside only is kfc, den i nv go work wad.... den at there also have jack, pq and the huiwen ar... go play pool at wdl point den go home...&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, this morning. wet sia...wet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-4606041456839465265?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4606041456839465265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=4606041456839465265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4606041456839465265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/4606041456839465265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/reviving-this-blog-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-2871135329317125139</id><published>2008-07-12T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:31:27.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah realli damn tired and i nv submit RJ on time sia! fucked turd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started like this, after sch got julia, sulan and me go wdl point there. we at there met up with dorren. at there got to knw another doreen and 2 other guys. they all dorren frens ar. then we play pool. awhile later my fren come, afrio and mus. yar then my brother come, karwah. damn sicko! afrio, mus and karwah keep on scanning sia... yar then play finish already around 9+. all go home le left me and karwah. go kfc meet mike. nt bad, when we wanna find him he just nice at outside pitstop. then he wanna play pool, but must after his werk rite.. bloody hell, the thing is, is he wanna treat us one... then fark, me and karwah slack till 11 then we go play pool again... then close to 1 we ended, then my brother suggested go drink. then me and karwah go under our blk wait for mike ar. cos he go send his gal home and same time bring the drink, high commisioner. then while drinking, amin and my other brother came down. then everything ended at 7+am. wah then damn lucky. cos rite, we wanted to go home already, i stood up then my keys fell down la... i saw that then wan go down take.. cos we at playground drink. then i go down, still can forgot go take... reach at doorstep then realise forgot to take keys, rush down go take. heng ar, still at there...then go home realise nv do RJ. hais, then just say i fell aslp thats y nv hand in RJ... fucked up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-2871135329317125139?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2871135329317125139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=2871135329317125139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2871135329317125139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2871135329317125139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/woah-realli-damn-tired-and-i-nv-submit.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-6167533435430369162</id><published>2008-07-10T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:47:13.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s116.photobucket.com/albums/o29/wanling28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kinwai1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o29/wanling28/kinwai1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/%5BIMG%5Dhttp://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o29/wanling28/kinwai1.gif%5B/IMG%5D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;hack into his account &amp;amp;i'll be blogging cos gay dicks' blog is getting more &amp;amp;more boring. so let me increase some spice in his blog.&lt;br /&gt;FOONG KIN WAI IC PHOTO. it has a special power. if you dont believe print it &amp;amp;stick on your door it will help you ward off evil :) try it &amp;amp;thank him if it ever works. i mean it will works one la. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkTphkPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/DfJ8XtiUr5g/s1600-h/DSC00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkTphkPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/DfJ8XtiUr5g/s320/DSC00275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221611844197956738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KINWAI SAYS : i'm a nerd. CUTE Nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bringing sexyback with oddish on my leg.&lt;br /&gt;i love odd, odd love me, we are happy family, with a great big hug  &amp;amp;a kiss from me to odd wont you say you love odd too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkUEltntI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LSxc42DqAMA/s1600-h/090720081864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkUEltntI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LSxc42DqAMA/s320/090720081864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221611851463106258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had rolex watch &amp;amp;big diamonds on my hand. if you chop my hand off it can be sold for big money. BIG MONEY BIG MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkUmJnqxI/AAAAAAAAABE/HWEcBxDI0Vs/s1600-h/090720081860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkUmJnqxI/AAAAAAAAABE/HWEcBxDI0Vs/s320/090720081860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221611860472081170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck him fuck him. he wan to enlarge his hole! he wan it to be as large as a elephant hole. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkT16ZqkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/F77IgtyPKQA/s1600-h/Natsume231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkT16ZqkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/F77IgtyPKQA/s320/Natsume231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221611847523347010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is MRS FOONG. they were married after kin wai propose while having sex with her (Of course Kin Wai was doped and wasted yes it is another Britney stories). The proposal goes like this.. he said "rachel lim yun shi, despite your absent boobs that resembles a wall. I will love you in sick and in healt but definitely befor we have sex you must receonfirm the absence of your boobs is natural not due to breast cancer or any tragic illness.So can i take my dick outta your vagi now?&lt;br /&gt;So will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbmqaKC8mI/AAAAAAAAABM/Wp7C4_IFFj0/s1600-h/Natsume232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbmqaKC8mI/AAAAAAAAABM/Wp7C4_IFFj0/s320/Natsume232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221614434233021026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-6167533435430369162?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6167533435430369162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=6167533435430369162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6167533435430369162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/6167533435430369162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-okay-cos-gay-dicks-blog-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHbkTphkPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/DfJ8XtiUr5g/s72-c/DSC00275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-7825468191231864741</id><published>2008-07-09T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:06:35.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRSTLY..!&lt;br /&gt;the post below about gay, nt by me...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, sch was alright ar.. went to eat at pizza hut during 2nd break... yar then after sch, i went to make tattoos, nt bad ar... the tattooist like damn suck ar.. seriously.. but still in the end, nt bad ar... yar then went home and slp like damn long lar ar... k, i tink when got something bloggable then i blog ar... irritating to blog bout nuthin ar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-7825468191231864741?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7825468191231864741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=7825468191231864741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/7825468191231864741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/7825468191231864741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-2389320661106431277</id><published>2008-07-08T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:47:13.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHQW1TC0vTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qLYcSDl5cQw/s1600-h/558095703_3c301d60bb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220822972930243890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHQW1TC0vTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qLYcSDl5cQw/s320/558095703_3c301d60bb_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHQWwYg-wDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/v-fak64qvJk/s1600-h/558095703_3c301d60bb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;A homosexual person, especially a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I am not homosexual, I am not used by a homosexual, I don't like boys I don't fuck boys. So why am I called a gay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;This is obviously not a post written by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-2389320661106431277?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2389320661106431277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=2389320661106431277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2389320661106431277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/2389320661106431277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/gay-homosexual-person-especially-man.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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/_l6_tL1DLE6k/SHQW1TC0vTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qLYcSDl5cQw/s72-c/558095703_3c301d60bb_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938982654455561911.post-638219957441626572</id><published>2008-07-08T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:11:47.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nt realli bad ar today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! theres a thing in sch that happened... surely u all knw rite.. dun nid for me to say... but still... better nt say.. this is the internet u knw, anybody could be reading... today the faci like realli nt bad, made my day... then yar, nth much... that son of a bangla, realli damn racist... i heard abt it today... ya, guess thats all folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, the talk i had with riya and lina.. realli nice.. i like it...ALOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-638219957441626572?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/638219957441626572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=638219957441626572' title='0 Comments'/><link 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damn boring... wake up ard 1+.. then wake amin and mike up go down pit stop then they go home... cos last nite they slp at my hse ar.. thats y i nv go sch, cos i tired... yar then they go home.. i go back up bath then fell aslp.. wake up, amin called... ask me go down... then go down pit stop then go up... like no life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored.... wish something can happen to my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-7784869992427052258?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7784869992427052258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=7784869992427052258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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doing wad...walking ard the house... then later amin called me using his handphone... like weird ar... cos he lost his phone.. then found out that he left it in his masterbed room the toilet.. for like more than a week... then go down hand ard wit him.. damn cool ar, my brother going book in today mah... then he left 5 sticks then just give me...haha...free... then later after that called afrio go play pool... me and amin go home then go old wdl there ar... meet up wit mike, pit stop then go leisure cue play... play damn fun ar... me and amin team against afrio and mus... suay... always lose... but after that play tounament... suay again hit black ball inside give afrio win... ya then go back down meet mike then wanted to go home... we walk till bus stop then mike called...say he brought us food, me and amin go back eat then mus and afrio go home... after that damn bored... then we end up in leisure cue again.. play play play till close ar... then after that bored again... they wan go my hse to throw time away... so i call my dad to pick me up while amin and mike take bicycle... then met wit my brother under blk and waited for them... then now inside my hse playing game... dunno tmr wan go sch or not leh.. they at here sure cannot slp one ar.. no la, actually is can slp ar... haha.. alright, time to go have fun now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-3562873672151199376?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3562873672151199376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=3562873672151199376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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no plans only till at nite... so while waiting, instead of like rotting at home, can work wad... earn money.. ya, so.... this morning acutally wanted to go out wit karwah and frens ar.. but in the end, cos ytd slp late mah... then nv got to wake up... so din go.. ya then go work from 3 till closing... and after that amin damn freaking stupid... he come to work then lock his bike to mine... then after work.. his key at 1st cannot go inside his lock..after that we forced it in already cannot turn.. so bloody irritating, then somemore suppose to go eat with colleagues ar and al-ameen... then we rushing out of time already still all these happen... then go back KFC take hammer and hammer the lock... still cannot.. untill the cleaner come... he take screwdriver and put it at the lock there are, then hammer it... damn smart... finally we are free... right... then suddenly met karwah... he say morning also nv go out ar... so heng ar, i got extra slp... no regrets... ya, there go eat then now at home already ar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-7583108442092142676?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7583108442092142676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938982654455561911&amp;postID=7583108442092142676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/7583108442092142676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938982654455561911/posts/default/7583108442092142676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygaydickruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-hey-hey-i-realised-sth-u-knw.html' title=''/><author><name>kinwai : )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729094938414970061</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-6938982654455561911.post-541114921902758610</id><published>2008-07-04T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T07:45:31.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YA YA YA,&lt;br /&gt;alrite, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my official 1st blog. bla bla bla. thks kelly for helping me. and all those who helped me get this link for my blog...mygaydickruns... like so wtf??? but still, now i see is like not so bad ar... atleast got originality and is quite unique ar... not like people would think of... k anyway, they helped me build my blog for me while i was playing psp... then today is culture mah.. i feel like damn bad ar... 1st, i come late to sch...nv do anything for PDT... then nv do anything for the ppt... somemroe during breaks having fun.. like so wad... anyways, then after sch, play CS awhile then go home... walk with julia and sulan to MRT then continue walking home... regret ar, they so damn irritating...haha, jkjk, keep asking me go town with them... i was like so tired already... want to go home and have a good slp also cannot.... but in the end, nv go ar... ya then, go home then my fren ask me go play pool... walao, so many things ask me go pool, like just ytd play pool for ard 3 hrs... then i just stay at home ar... tmr brother coming back home from NS, he just called me... not bad not bad... i tink... thats all ar, i want go down for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad ar... 1st time blogging....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938982654455561911-541114921902758610?l=mygaydickruns.blogspot.com' alt='' 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