<?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-6648463</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:16:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yamcake</title><subtitle type='html'>cool</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-109479457217459891</id><published>2004-09-10T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T13:36:12.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new blog--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiteknuckled.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://whiteknuckled.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>teacher's day was screwed..ai..damn tired now..shall sleep tomorrow away..nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-109395924212774786?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/109395924212774786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/109395924212774786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109395924212774786' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-109317866774264594</id><published>2004-08-22T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T20:44:27.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boos.whee..my blog is revived..wanted to update like last week?but for some sick reason i can't login..yepp.so no chance to update.so now when i can login i don't feel like updating but when i feel like updating i can't login..sheesh.&lt;strong&gt;god forbids me to update&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;em&gt;must be&lt;/em&gt;..heh.anyways shall update bout today then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was cancelled..YAY.and the rest went to ex-grandma's place..[she passed away y'see..]yea anyways..then fann came over to pass me some stuff..chocolates..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not nice&lt;/span&gt;.haha..hope she's not reading this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was lunchless so decided to pop by kallang since they were having pesta sukan and all..met steph there..nike and adidas were having a match..nike won..&lt;em&gt;duh.&lt;/em&gt;heh =b then went to macs to have my lunch..kays i binged..again..this is not good..i'm getting flabby -pouts- hmm..didn't know grace was in nyp..neither was that short indian umpire..oh wells..jeanine totally looks like a guy man..anyways she and asha were good today..ahh..inspired..saw jiamin!bwaha..nike and adidas in the finals again..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;adidas won..boo.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;basically cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the powerpuffs[according to fana] didn't play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and most importantly cause jiamin was injured..yea dawn too..haha..nehminds..nike have been winning so many times it's alright to &lt;em&gt;let &lt;/em&gt;adidas win once in awhile..haha..so bias..heh.whoops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pepper's so cute..i guess she kinda like met her first love or something there cause it's like this other guy came along and hanged around her for awhile before going off and she was like all into him and refused to let him go and made such a scene everyone turned to look..ans she yelped and yelped..she even chased after him after he left..heh.poor girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pepper's a dog by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-109317866774264594?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/109317866774264594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/109317866774264594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109317866774264594' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-109132780619924827</id><published>2004-08-01T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:09:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;sunday morning..quiet.nobody’s at home.i’m left alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-109132780619924827?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/109132780619924827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/109132780619924827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109132780619924827' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108959228276457509</id><published>2004-07-12T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T08:31:22.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yos.in com lab now..supposed to do some creative writing shit for english..but who cares?actually it's gonna be graded..but still..shall do it some other time..anyways..hafta cram for chinese..i'm still not prepared-gasp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm DOOMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladida..training later..noraida BETTER come.hai..anyways she won't be coaching us for long..oh wells..why do all the good coaches have so many commitments..lee cheng too..hmm..actually that kinda made sense..yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surayah is checking on me..hmm..kays..shall scoot off now.later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108959228276457509?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108959228276457509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108959228276457509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108959228276457509' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108893384253590387</id><published>2004-07-04T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:37:22.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo.haven't updated in like..how many donkey years..i went to hibernate.naw..blogging's just getting boring..doesn't help if you don't know what to blog..or worse still..&lt;i&gt;forgot&lt;/i&gt;.oh wells..shall update bout yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cine to watch spidey.can't believe i went town with bad hair..tsk..i need more clothes..i swear stephanie tan is a monster..she belahdee bit me again..sheesh..and it was worse than the previous..and i was like jumping up and down..in public please..and the rest was wondering what happened..so i bit her back.she has thick skin..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spidey was good!lingxiu was so excited..haha.i think the part when spidey was swinging around was cool.i wanna be like spidey!bwahaha..should get a radioactive spider to bite me..hmm..it was kinda scary in a sense..a lot of sudden movements..fana was scared!bwahaha =b anyways the “body-surfing” part was so &lt;b&gt;lame&lt;/b&gt;.haha..and when MJ found out that peter was spidey,fana and me were like so happy..yay..she finally knows..and when spidey spinned a huge web and he and MJ were lying on it,lingxiu cried!haha..cartoon..it was kinda romantic..but corny..haha..so i was like “aww..aww..” haha..minmin said there was no need for anymore sound effects..i was irritating the shit out of everyone.oh there’s this part when peter decided to resume being spidey and he wa slike “i’m back!i’m back!” and he fell from like 12 storeys?and he was like”oww..my back!my back!”haha..get it?kays..nehminds..such a sad storyline..peter loves MJ and MJ loves peter but peter has his spidey commitments and doesn’t want to get involved with MJ cause spidey has lotsa enemies and if they knew about MJ and hurt her then peter will never forgive himself so in order not to let MJ get hurt peter cannot be with her.[i’m repeating myself]aww..so sweet.but MJ’s getting married to this ugly guy who apparently went up to the moon.right..and peter was so sad..and on her wedding day to that ugly fella she ran away and went to peter’s place and agreed to be with peter despite having her life endangered or stuff like that..so sweet..kays..why am i telling the story..spoiler only..haha..alrights..shall not say anymore..go catch it.it’s damn good.i still wanna be like spidey..so cool..imagine swinging through orchard road..ahh..lingxiu was like so sad at the end of the show cause it ended..haha..what only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went taka to meet debre..she was with her sis and some other friends i think..then went to grab some food..and we were walking walking..and suddenly i heard from behind “jodine!so free ar..got time to come out to walk never stay at home to study.” then i was like thinking what the hell..and i turned and guess who was that..kevin ang.sheesh la..haha..the shock expressions on everyone else’s face was priceless..damn farni..haha..anyways the rest went back so went to heeren’s to meet the juniors with lingxiu and qinwei..on the way we saw spiderman!as in a real-life one..but his costume was abit funny looking though..lingxiu was wondering how he breathes..and she kept whining that she didn’t bring her camera..haha..then she called steph to come over since her phone has a cam but spidey was gone..aww..so sad..haha..she even wanted to stalk him..haha..she’s obssessed with spidey.i bet i know what’s her favourite insect..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made our way to bedok sports hall.arowanas and stingrays in play..a close match.51-50.arowanas won..damn.anyways,we were in the toilet changing and JM came in and i said hi and she said hi too!but she wasn’t looking in my direction i think..she was looking at shannon!bah..so shit.bleah-grumbles-anyways,next match was vipers and sharks.asha wasn’t there!wonder what happened to her..damn..thought could see her play..yay.i shall now promounce peilin as my new ou xiang!haha..she played well in that game..pro..yepp.ooh..saw noraida there..haha.the rest went to their CIP so called her and talked for awhile..vipers lost again..next match was marlins and mannas..yay!and it was our turn to CIP..haha..i purposely chose the seat nearest to mannas..hee.ms tan run very cute..too bad she didn’t get to to play..i didn’t know grace was in mannas..hmm..anyways she’s the most dedicated player i ever saw..now that’s what i call putting in 110%.she never stopped putting in her all throughout the game.man..was so inspired by her..kays..she’s my inspiration..it was a good match..they were neck to neck..was rooting for mannas..ha..but marlins won..so sad.mannas lost their first match..y’know why..because JM didn’t play!she played for 2 quarters only..she injured her shoulder..aww..see..if she played then mannas will have a higher chance..haha..but anyways marlins played a good game..57-54.so close y’know..mannas started throwing away their balls in the last few minutes..hai..anyways,then there was this shooting thing..whoever can shoot in from the top of the D get 50 bucks.so they pulled me to join and i missed by just this little bit..damn..shannon got an airball..haha..then this stupid fella got it..and consolation prize was some retarded looking curly shoelaces thing?!what the hell..bah..and before we left i was like “let me see JM for one last time.” and steph was like “let me see dawn for one last time.” and charlene was like “let me see janice for one last time.” haha..charlene’s weird..she likes janice cause she looks like her..d’oh.then went bedok central for supper..took train home..tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spidey soundtrack’s kinda good..feel like buying..kays..till next time[don’t know when will that be]toots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108893384253590387?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108893384253590387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108893384253590387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108893384253590387' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108671707580321297</id><published>2004-06-09T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:51:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleah..i need my phone.this sucks la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108671707580321297?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108671707580321297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108671707580321297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108671707580321297' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108617208389759637</id><published>2004-06-02T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T12:24:47.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad morning..but some amusing stuff happened..haha..but..yea..was pretty sad..oh wells..no goodbyes..we got residential.everyone was like so happy and relieved..jumped around..screaming..what only..haha.mdm khoo,mrs kong and mdm lee came to send us off..how nice..mdm khoo was so cartoon..bickering with ee fang..as usual..lmao..then those crazy people started singing hi5 songs in the bus..see what our younger siblings have done to us..tsk.then while waiting for the boat they saw a lizard and started screaming frantically..sheesh..wonder how they gonna survive at pulau ubin-shakes head-reached camp 1.got into our groups.&lt;b&gt;rajaratnam&lt;/b&gt;.was quite disappointed at first cause there were not many people i was close to there..and when they were introducing our instructors to us it was so cartoon man..hawhaw..funny..we got kelvin chua..a.k.a ttp/tpp[?!],lamer,burper,mr ugly,katak[cause he looks like one]..etc..who turned out to be a big fat liar who keep telling us lies and hiding his identity..he claimed those were white lies..yea..whatever..but he’s damn funny..haha..kays anways..then we got to play some stupid rope game which we cheated terribly..oh wells..he told us to put our hands over our heart and feel it beating faster..why?cause his soul’s in our hearts..d’oh..SO CORNY!yepp.then went into our dorms..kinda nice la..our buddy watch,gandhi was our neighbour..and went for lunch..the food was surprisingly good..i guess when you’re hungry everything seems nice..and while everyone took 1 serving i took 2..good eh..haha..after lunch did some belaying stuff..quite fun..except there’ll be no more mother’s day..aha..nehminds..during dinner i was so so belahdee hungry i think i started hallucinating that they were serving chicken..so i was like jumping around..telling everyone“got chicken!”which turned out to be..ngo hiang..kanna bang..so from then on we’re called the chicken group.bleah..learnt how to pitch tent.spent like 15 minutes pulling out the stupid peg that was so deep in the ground..digged quite a deep hole and saba pulled it out..yay..hero of the day!as we were about to sleep was applying insect repellent..and..they started calling me..kenbie..sheesh..shan’t say..haha..go find out..baya was so cartoon..we told her she stained her blanket and she was so drama..lmao..and canice wore this”40 and sporty”top.so i was like”canice!you’re 40 years old?!”lmao..and from then on she’s known as &lt;i&gt;the 40 years old woman&lt;/i&gt;..yea..i’m so mean..poots.haha.zhaohong smuggled her discman in so the whole night we were singing yellowcard’s”ocean avenue”hee.so for the whole 5 days the song was stuck in all of our heads”nightt..”hee.zhaohong and me were the last to sleep i guess..stayed up talking..yepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up like 5?no..they woke up at 5..i woke up at 5.30..ahh..breakfast was kinda nice..did inverse tower.so fun!i like climbing!we were supposed to climb with a buddy while being tied together..zhaohong and me finished climbing within 15 minutes!bwahaha...so proud of us-beams-we were the fastest among the other watches i think..hehe..whee!so fun..belaying was tiring though..especially when the person is stuck up there..had to strain your neck for like 1 hour?heh..then went kayaking..whoots!finally..everyone wanted to do kayaking on the first day..and of all days..the strong winds and high tides &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to be on that day..sheesh..so we couldn’t kayak much..boringg..and one of gandhi’s kayak were blown outwards towards the channel and coincidentally there was this huge vessel coming in their way..and kelvin put on a life vest and ran down the jetty looking so baywatchey..haha..then the motor boat had to save them after all..if not they would have been crushed..yepp.so exciting..i mean..how they rescue them..heh.was kayaking happily then zhaohong’s paddle whacked into my ear..ouch.it swelled abit..like i’m not deaf enough?!sheesh..nehminds..no hard feelings..i’m accident-prone.and to add to the list..while we were learning to capsize..the wind blew out kayak towards the rocky areaand my shin brushed against the rocks and tada!multiple scars!came out and blood was like flowing..as if the salt water is not stinging enough kelvin came and sprayed antiseptic on it..ouchh..bleargh-shudders-and no i didn’t scream kays..ha.kelvin was like splashing elis in the water so we all were like saying they have an affair with each other..haha..poor elis..nd there was chicken for dinner!=9and canice wore this”don’t worry be happy”top.so i started teasing her again..”canice!now that you’re sporty you want to be happy?”lmao..yes yes..meanie me..ahh..bullying small people is so fun =b morbid..they started calling me kenbie again..grr..this time slept earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up earlier today cause we were moving to camp 2.breakfast was nice..ai..that’s what hungry people always say..packed our stuff then trekked down to camp 2..with our heavy backpacks and all..i carried the damn blue tarp.bleah..can die can..shoulders were red by the time we reached there..and it was only a 25 minutes trek..camp 2 was..bare..nothing much..except for the rock climbing thingy.then ate bread with tuna and peanut butter.what’s wrong with eating peanut butter by itself?so many people were grossed out..hai..weirdos..then played some friendly games against gandhi..went to pitch out tents.and we spent like 30 minutes taking out one of the pegs that was deeply rooted to the ground.and of all people..it was the 40 years old woman who knocked it in..so baya was like saying”no wonder they say life begins at 40”lmao..damn funny..poor canice..haha..so after digging like 15 cm in the ground we decided to ask kelvin to help us..he just took a rock and knocked it loose..d’oh.oh wells..we learn something new everyday..did rock climbing..and..of all days..of all times..it had to rain when we were climbing..so we couldn’t climb in the end.sheesh.i swear mother nature doesn’t like us..bleah.then played somemore friendly games against gandhi..poots.after the rain stopped..went to check our tents..still standing strong!unlike the other watches..aha..whee..so proud of ourselves..then cooked dinner..rice with curry chicken with anchovies with raisins with sardines..please don’t ever ever try this without adult supervision.even if there is..please don’t ever &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt; try it.serious..elis had a fever suddenly..and she was like "jodine..i'm sick" and she suddenly hugged me..eh..sick still hug me..crazy girl..haha..keep complaining she wants to cry..hai..brought her to see PK..couldn't join her watch for the trek the next day..poor girl -pats head- hope she's feeling better now..anyways then went to our tents to sleep..jocelyn started asking all these weird questions about..uhm..the human body..so i answered her all the weird answers..we laughed so loud the other tents were kinda angry with us..oops.ha..oh..she asked kinda loudly”who isn’t satisfied with their breasts raise up your hand”and kelvin came to check on us and he heard I think..haha..paisehated..didn’t do much today..wasted..hai..it was so cold we had to cuddle up against each other..then woke up around like 3 to get my longs..with marsha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up even earlier today..cause we were moving to HDB campsite..the trek was suppose to be like some amazing race thingy..us against gandhi.it was damn tiring..trekked for 4 hours with our heavy backpacks climbing slopes and backtrekking a couple of times..i think we covered like 10 km?sheesh..the first checkpoint was right in front of a graveyard for goodness sake..gosh..it’s so belahdee freaky man..cruel people..and we spent like 30 minutes searching for the second checkpoint..we had to backtrek..bleah..forgot about the other checkpoints..hee..told kelvin some lame jokes..then he’s so happy..like a small boy..so excited upon hearing lame jokes..sheesh..cartoon only..haha..when we finally reached the campsite all of us were like moaning and groaning..every part of me was aching like hell..sheesh..couldn’t move a muscle..and the best thing is..that place is infested with ants.big fat black ants which bites.so kelvin was like assuring us that they were migrating so we were like relieved that our place would be free of ants.so we went to eat our lunch..and it rained.see I told you mother nature doesn’t like us!anyways..came back and found out they migrated to our pitching spot.what the hell..still had to pitch anyways..then went for our”bonus”the quarry.nice place..very big..had to build our own floating device..it was bad man..the condition..every second there’ll be this belahdee ant biting on you..damn irritating man..and painful..sheesh..i guess the building of the raft really showed how much teamwork we had..which is..quite bad..that’s why we needed more time..we failed the shake and kick test..but passed the float test..so we all got intot he quarry and tried to get on the raft..but it was too high!and small..less than 3 of us got up..bleah..failed terribly man..so we abandoned it..haha..then I was like imitating rose in titanic..blowing the whistle..haha..what only..kelvin was kinda pissed with us I guess..oh wells..then we took a dip in the quarry..did some lame stuff..and he spurted water at all of us..what the hell..he really damn lame man..that’s what wheelchair is for right..ha..had to change under a poncho..specially difficult for me..since I’m taller..bleah..that’s why being tall sucks sometimes..cooked maggi for dinner..and it had to rain again!maggi with rainwater..cooked like 5 pots of maggi?kept eating for 3 hours..phobia for maggi for awhile..bleah..kelvin came over and helped us..nice guy..and shared with us some of his personal experiences..then washed our utensils in the sea..using sand..interesting..sat by the sea and kelvin started telling us ghost stories..which ended up as a joke instead..what only..haha..gandhi’s campsite supposedly had a wild boar roaming aorund but didn’t in the end..and they wanted to have zouk but didn’t in the end too..bleah..boringg..haha..we had to dig a hole in the ground to do our business..the shit shovel..heh.. then went to our ants infested tent to sleep..was so tired I was knocked out.ha..didn’t realised it rained..no wonder was wondering why my hair was wet..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super early..4 to be precise.had to make our way to camp 1.another tiring and long trek..then went to our dorms and started washing up the stuff..and packed the dorm.kelvin passed us his autograph book to sign..hmm..seems like forever since I last signed an autograph book..pri 6..haha..crazy over autograph books..then went to eat our last lunch..chicken!heh..and bought soome souvenirs..got the polo tee..then took photos..him being lame again..our watch didn’t cry..surprisingly..man..everyone in bo seng cried their eyes out man..tsk.emotional freaks..hmm..i still remembered what was the last thing  kelvin said to me..he told me to think carefully before getting a tattoo..yea.. he has 2 tattoos on his back..cool.nice guy..kinda missed him..oh wells..i miss the rajayans!ai..we took the last bus..urgh..so bleah..wanted to go back as early as possible-grumbles-nehminds..at least I’m back now..got a lot of presents from there..my scar and about 100 bites..surprisingly no mosquito bites..only ants..oh wells..horrible ants..raja in fact turned out to be an interesting group..yay..got to meet a lot of new people..so fun.whee..wouldn’t mind doing it again..hee..toots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108617208389759637?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108617208389759637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108617208389759637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108617208389759637' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108523717210476802</id><published>2004-05-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T22:46:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OBS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108523717210476802?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108523717210476802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108523717210476802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108523717210476802' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108506132898442474</id><published>2004-05-20T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T21:55:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops.haven't updated for like..forever..school's just stressful..life just sucks..this is just a dumb blog..right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah loy wants to see my parents.sheesh.totally unecessary can..create more trouble for me only..poots.ahh..women's day out!wanna go wanna go..can see them play street netball..guess who'll be there..haha.whoots.no training this whole week..sick.i miss training though..but still a blessing in diguise?yea..for a good cause anyways..shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS..3 more days..yay and boo..oh wells..there's still stuff i need to buy..bleah..and the best thing is..MY DUHDENG HAVEN'T COME!!what if it starts flowing non-stop suring OBS?i'll freak man..oh crap.doc won't prescribe to me the pills..said i'll have hormone imbalance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prays hard that it doesn't come at all..oh wells..MUST get a nice tan.ladida..and hopefully have some muscles developing..hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108506132898442474?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108506132898442474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108506132898442474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108506132898442474' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108390197412123989</id><published>2004-05-07T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T11:57:21.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yowza..in com lab now..spongebob is cute..no..patrick is cuter..but im cutest!hahahahahahahahahaha.not funny.ladida..going off soon..sheesh..a maths..what is functions?!im totally clueless about it..as always..think im going nuts.nutty nut bird..like to eat nutella?right.stop it jodd-shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108390197412123989?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108390197412123989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108390197412123989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108390197412123989' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108377336367101673</id><published>2004-05-06T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:13:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>martial arts was..enriching?i practically trashed aretha around..the poor girl..sorry=(but thanks to you too i think i "overworked" and strained one of the muscle in my arm?yea..and its aching like hell now..sheesh.why cant it be my right arm..then got excuse not to write=Dbleah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108377336367101673?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108377336367101673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108377336367101673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108377336367101673' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108368302598230686</id><published>2004-05-04T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T23:07:41.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ai..tiring day..right shall update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs chia and mrs loe came to our class [of all lesson] the lesson the before recess..giving us a lecture about time management..rensponsibilities..bla bla..apparently &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;[s] complained about having too many tests and stuff going on and all those crap.what the hell?nobody is even complaining and there they are complaining like aunties..and its not even the whole class to complain can..its just the both of them.whats the point of talking to us?sheesh.take up 15 minutes of our recess time and gave us 5 minutes extra.thanks alot man.where did the other 10 minutes go?for time management course?whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so screwed up both my e and a maths?i havent passed a single test yet..whatever can..belahdee hell..and the stupid compo..whatever friend shit.nothing came to my mind..everything was blank..this is the first time im gonna fail my compo.sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had to go for geog field trip.ECP.dont know what were we doing..just walking up and down the beach..counting paces..taking photos..collecting sediments and all that crap.then took some class photos..bla bla..then sang some out-of-tune songs in the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tamp to eat.and those insane people took some really crappy and funny photos in the bus..namely saihah,amirah n..the other one [dont know who].yea..was laughing till my stomach hurt and i knocked my head on the window a couple of times.went to kfc.eat..walked around..went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for this shitty entry.cause im feeling real shitty right now.and i havent even talked to that kuku..shit.whatever..my life is screwed up and down right and left and practically everywhere else.bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108368302598230686?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108368302598230686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108368302598230686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368302598230686' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108350577892098013</id><published>2004-05-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:53:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladida..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108350577892098013?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108350577892098013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108350577892098013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108350577892098013' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-10834792643040883</id><published>2004-05-02T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T14:53:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlows.im alive after all!bwahaha.i miss my bloggie-hugs blog-rightt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai..feeling hot all over again..must be the weather..yepp.hahaha-whistles- [tho i dont know how to..whatever]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things happened..cant absorb it all..all slowly draining away..hmm..i so dont make sense.anyways just wanna say &lt;b&gt;sorry melly&lt;/b&gt;-kowtows-ouch.banged my head against the keyboard-rubs-k nehminds..just as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to update!!have a feeling this blog's gonna rust..imagining cobwebs growing and trees and shrubs growing over it..hidden away in the wasteland where nobody can find it anymore-evil laughter-gosh.im going nuts.all your fault.bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my phone=(whatever.bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-10834792643040883?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/10834792643040883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/10834792643040883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#10834792643040883' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108272352909007194</id><published>2004-04-23T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T20:36:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo.ahh..i love the mtv[the centre of gravity mtv].its simply so..sad..yea..was standing outside 3e5’s classroom to watch it.that would be like my fifth time?still get very teary-eyed though..aha..mrs koh gave us a spring test today.first time flunking my geog.oh wells..thought that number 7 on the stack was a flag.come to think of it.isnt it kinda dumb to have a flag on a stack?[hey that rhymes]better still.clara thought it was a palm tree..d’oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off early for the badminton finals.then on the bus we decided to request for a song on jean danker’s show.i think the message went”good luck to the tkgs bdiv badminton players.jodine aretha and caroline rocks!”aha..cartoon..and it got read out!dammit..din get to hear it..haha.so we decided to send another which goes like this”we didn’t get to hear the previous request so we’d like to update that our school is doing fine[actually not really but decided to say that so that wont let our school feel paiseh=b]and jodine aretha caroline STILL rocks!”what only..then nadia was waving the flag so dared her to go to st nick’s area there to wave our flag..and she actually did it..i think there was some battle going on when she wanna hit the st nick’s flag.haha..what only..baddies got 2nd.nehminds..silver is a nice colour-grins-went to macs after that.and took the wrong bus home..bleah.oh..saw her there today..bwahaha.no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108272352909007194?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108272352909007194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108272352909007194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108272352909007194' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108256119095274052</id><published>2004-04-21T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T23:30:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=|SICK ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch loose cannon today..or should i say HAD to watch loose cannon today..they were really loud..good i suppose.but there were a few parts i almost dozed off.serious..haha.but some parts were kinda amusing though..anyways.before that went to eat wanton mee.a big bunch of us i must say..were making so much noise..not me though..it came from shagun’s and sharifah’s table.duh.what can you expect..hmm..we were talking about uhm..sex?yea..discussing about who’s the most likely one to have an affair when she gets married..who will be the first to lose her virginity..haha..and who will enjoy sex the most.aha..what only..what polluted minds we have..tsk..i bet the topic started from their table..so is the deal of meeting again after 10 years to see who lost her virginity first still on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108256119095274052?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108256119095274052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108256119095274052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108256119095274052' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108226428711497372</id><published>2004-04-18T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T13:02:07.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOT!!gosh..i can feel myself slowly melting away..i think i drank at least 10 gallons of water can..phew!can someone lower the temperature?!k..shall update about nike-fans-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to make my way there &lt;I&gt;alone&lt;/I&gt;-sobs-haha..but wasn’t that bad though..bwahaha.JM was there!whoopee!she look so cute-chuckles-anways..had to start warm-ups with the big people-gasp-cause the rest haven come yet..bleah..did stairs and she said ‘be careful’ to me-grins from ear to ear-bwahaha!k anyways..warm-ups wasn’t really tiring..it was the two-balls-pair-ball-work that started to take its toll on me.did with leecheng.my arms were on the verge of dropping off after we finished..poots.but leecheng was very encouraging..heh.then came court game..chingyi had to be GA and leeching had to be GS[or is it the other way around?] because of the lack of shooters.haha.i must say chingyi can shoot!hmm..aspiring shooter..JM was so fierce..gosh.cuz neither zhenhui nor me were coming out for the ball and she was our C then she shouted‘OI!’-gasp- anyways..she’s still very cute=b.but she got praise me..ahaha..zhenhui is nice.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the after-effects of the training is=whole body aching.helpp.i need a massage..bleah..argh..when will this freaking weather stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108226428711497372?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108226428711497372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108226428711497372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226428711497372' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108213436808748596</id><published>2004-04-17T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T01:08:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh.whats up with the damn explorer.so many popups.im so gonna kill the person who invented popups.grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven updated for one week.nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"love can be measure by the size of the hole it leaves behind.* left a crater in my heart"how have i been living with a hole in my heart for the past week?sigh.i think i just better forget about it.nothing's gonna happen anyways.&lt;b&gt;i hate it.i hate you.i hate how you're treating me even more&lt;/b&gt;.will somebody sew back my heart for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope can get the black and white pic of me =b are there any pics uploaded online?bleah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ate so much chocolates today..feeling fat.oh wells..HAPPY EASTER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108168962590750154?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108168962590750154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108168962590750154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108168962590750154' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108161392003581908</id><published>2004-04-10T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T00:24:52.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh this is hilarious..tooken from ling's bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=Kat007&amp;meme=1060642037' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2 bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Who were you in a past life? by &lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/vamp_kat'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Kat007&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Name:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA'&gt;&lt;font color='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Name:' 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3.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no im hafizah!bwahaha-bloob-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108161392003581908?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108161392003581908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108161392003581908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108161392003581908' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108160960378553428</id><published>2004-04-10T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T23:10:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.just realised something..there'll be no more prank calls from sonia!haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108160960378553428?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108160960378553428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108160960378553428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108160960378553428' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108152721964564228</id><published>2004-04-10T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T00:17:29.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>depression sets in..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108152721964564228?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108152721964564228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108152721964564228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152721964564228' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108152648421716751</id><published>2004-04-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T00:05:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wrestlemania's on now..if it was in the past i would be glued to the tv..but now..haha.poofed.survivor was interesting..lex got backfired..poor chap.rob and amber very sweet together..haha.was rooting for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friday!went to macs with melly to study.chem..what a chore..but managed to study atomic structure..haha.3 whole hours on one topic..nice.anyways..felt accomplished..haha..then have to leave early cause apparently my grandpa just came back from hospital..just got a surgery in his head..and theres a hole!haha..no kidding man..theres really a hole in his head-sings sugababes song-yea anyways..he was perfectly fine in the end..walking around as usual..go for nothing..hai..anyways can see my baby cousin!so cute and chubby-pinch cheek-and he still has no teeth!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights.it would be a lie to say i got over it..but life still has to go on..haha.i'll never forget &lt;i&gt;tehsu,plesh,WAH&lt;/i&gt;.sonia could probably just start her own dictionary=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108152648421716751?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108152648421716751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108152648421716751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152648421716751' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108150289423316615</id><published>2004-04-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T17:45:56.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont you know its time for me to go&lt;br /&gt;even though &lt;b&gt;it hurts to see you cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dont you know &lt;b&gt;you'll never be alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you hold me deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that &lt;b&gt;i would rather stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now before i turn away&lt;br /&gt;theres one last thing to you&lt;br /&gt;i want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby &lt;b&gt;theres no goodbyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'll always be right by your side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i may be far away&lt;br /&gt;you know that &lt;b&gt;my heart will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ive pictures in the distance&lt;br /&gt;even though it seems a million miles&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;b&gt;there'll be no space between us&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there everytime&lt;/b&gt; you close you eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna say words that people say&lt;br /&gt;cos when i go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my love will stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the heart of you to help you make it trough&lt;br /&gt;baby that is why &lt;b&gt;there can be no goodbyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108150289423316615?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108150289423316615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108150289423316615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108150289423316615' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108144512683482823</id><published>2004-04-08T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T17:23:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"it is good to have an end towards a journey.but it is the journey that matters in the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess this is the end of the journey for us, b division netballers of 2004.we've come this far.not by luck.but because we are good enough to be top 8[noraida].and that will forever be a fact.and &lt;b&gt;nobody&lt;/b&gt; can take that away from us. we ended the game with a good note and i bet thats what noraida wants to see more than anything else.and i think we made her proud too.and everyone who saw the game knew that we have gave our all and as what william hung would say "i have no regrets at all" which i totally agree..though i know i did not play today but seeing the way you guys played today..it was really one of the best fights we put up so far.or probably the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt; fight.though we do have professional training..haha.though i know i may have joined the team not too long ago..i really enjoyed playing netball and hanging out with you guys.i love all of you!haha..and im gonna miss you guys-sobs-and i hope one day i can proudly point to you guys and say "thats my team"[not exactly &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; team but..you get it..]and i know i will[though according to madam lee it's suppose to be pointing at the honours board but..make do with this..haha]and so..the memories we had and the time we spent together..i will treasure every single one of it and keep it in my heart for as long as i can remember..and id like to thank every single one for making my stay in this team so..worthwhile?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember the time we will always idle around the foyer before training.deb,fana,weel and now hunn,will be taping away..oh..and i always love the smell of tape.weird.and we will put our bottles and towels at the little rectangle..k..not really little..and alexis will be fooling around..inventing something new and funny to make us laugh..and after training we'll idle even more..and take our time to go to toilet to change and there'll always be someone asking for spray..or the times when we have games..tieing of the red ribbon..and if we dont play well noraida will go "no fun watching you all play la" and if we do play well "alright that was good yea.keep it up folks" and her oks and alrights..or the times where we will go pig out/crap at kfc/macs.and alexis will always do or say something crappy and nosensical and thanks to her my abs are developing.haha.and practically everything else..i cant think of anymore..its in a whirl..things are happening too suddenly..i cant put it in words..but i guess you guys will know how i feel..whatever it is..i wished that i could do this all over again..anytime..currently..this is all i can think of..haha.anyways..i still cant believe that the journey ends so fast for me.or for us..rather.so this is the first time im typing so..emotively..really feeling kinda weird but all these are what i think and how i feel.&lt;b&gt;i love the team&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;united we stand&lt;br /&gt;divided we fall&lt;br /&gt;together.gather&lt;br /&gt;forever.ever&lt;br /&gt;whatever.ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108144512683482823?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108144512683482823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108144512683482823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108144512683482823' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108135306476183763</id><published>2004-04-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T23:54:51.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;she's always on my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the time i wake up&lt;br /&gt;till i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;she's everywhere i go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;she's all i know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though &lt;b&gt;she's so far away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just keeps getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;every day&lt;br /&gt;and even now &lt;b&gt;she's gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm still holding on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tell me where do i start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cause it's breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna let her go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my love will come back &lt;b&gt;some day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;and maybe our hearts will find their way&lt;br /&gt;only heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and all i can do is hope and pray&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;that if you really love her&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta set her free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if she returns in kind&lt;br /&gt;i'll know she's mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;why i live in despair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause while awake or dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i know she's never there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these time i act so brave&lt;br /&gt;i'm shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;why does it hurt me so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108135306476183763?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108135306476183763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108135306476183763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108135306476183763' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108124712554553479</id><published>2004-04-06T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:29:10.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey..check this out..so cute.taken from the outro part of &lt;i&gt;my band&lt;/i&gt;..eminem as a salsa singer..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their underpants&lt;br /&gt;And the lead singer of my band, my salsa&lt;br /&gt;Makes all the pretty girl's wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;My salsa, look out for my next single, it's called My Salsa...&lt;br /&gt;My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa&lt;br /&gt;Makes all the pretty girls wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;And take off their underpants&lt;br /&gt;My salsa makes all the pretty girls wanna dance&lt;br /&gt;And take off their underpants, my salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108124712554553479?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108124712554553479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108124712554553479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108124712554553479' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108124657270845684</id><published>2004-04-06T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:19:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;ighting spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;n the move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;oncentration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;uccess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108124657270845684?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108124657270845684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108124657270845684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108124657270845684' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108100625117852294</id><published>2004-04-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T23:46:44.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO 3E4!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108100625117852294?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108100625117852294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108100625117852294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108100625117852294' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108100090420586115</id><published>2004-04-03T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T22:05:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a friendly with both nanyang and anderson today..wasnt feeling much pressure so guessed i played a little better..well at least than the real matches..sigh..i should take a learn-to-cope-with-pressure crash course..oh wells..guess what..pau actually put me in as GK!bwahaha!personally i found it very funny-shrugs-ooh..managed to make a few tips and interceptions=)was very pleased with myself..felt a sense of accomplishment..but all those balls were lousy passes..so..bleah..haha..dont know why..haha..lingxiu and hannisah saw the big smile on my face when i intercepted.hee..yepp.anyways..pau wasnt too happy again..reminder to self&lt;b&gt;:stop clashing&lt;/b&gt;.hai..theres like never a game shes truly happy about..high expectations?guess so..or we could do better?more likely..sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108100090420586115?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108100090420586115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108100090420586115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108100090420586115' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108092060207070458</id><published>2004-04-02T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T23:47:01.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>through the clouds and beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts of you seem so far&lt;br /&gt;i feel so close yet you are miles away&lt;br /&gt;beyond my touch is where you stay&lt;br /&gt;i try to jump but can't get that high&lt;br /&gt;you drift up close towards the ongoing sky&lt;br /&gt;out of my reach and far from my sight&lt;br /&gt;until all that is left of you is one burning light&lt;br /&gt;a star in the sky is what you are now to me&lt;br /&gt;the farthest one for me to see&lt;br /&gt;so i make a wish on this shining star&lt;br /&gt;that you will always think of me beyond this distance that is so far&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108092060207070458?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108092060207070458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108092060207070458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108092060207070458' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108074493148954582</id><published>2004-03-31T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T22:59:08.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day started off as usual..sleepily..i cant believe what i did during recess..ARGH!right/wrong?-shrugs-but was amazed at myself that i did that-pats self-or should i slap myself?urgh..whatever..yay..got my trophy for javelin!haha..FIRST!haha..so proud of myself..haha..sorry..shameless me-kaboosh-gosh..i feel so retarded collecting the prize..i was practically running the whole time can..ran up to the stage..shook her hand and ran down..d’oh.was too nervous liao i guess..haha..lucky mdm lee din flatten my hair=b.and the cc members shaking her hand was damn retarded.makes no sense to me can..oh wells..am i suppose to wear the badge?but its so bulky..ai..neverminds..shall stop complaining..and what piece of paper they put inside the badge?advertising for the company..yea like as if we are gonna make our own badges..oh darn..sonia din make her funny speeches..poots.no fun.suppose to go collect the class tee..but the fella said it was not ready..so have to collect it tomorrow..sorry guys..have to wear stiff shirts on sports day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATTENTION to those who ordered the tee but dont want it in the end[especially michelle lee and alicia]:you have ALREADY placed your orders and the tee has been MADE for both of you.if you dont want the tee then DONT place your orders in the first place.but since you have ordered it then you BETTER jolly well pay up like everyone else who have ordered and i dont give a DAMN what excuse you give.thank you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..calm down..yep so didnt get the tees..then melly came over to my house..suppose to be studying but..in the end dont know what we doing..just slacking around..the only thing we did that was educational was me teaching her how to draw wave-cut platform..no..actually she copied from me..hurhur..then went 7-11 to get slurpees.slurp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!celebrating class birthday tomorrow!oh shit..forgot to get the spray thing..argh-bangs head against wall-shucks..anyways i also dont know where to get..hehe..hope i can smash someone with cake tomorrow-evil laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108074493148954582?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108074493148954582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108074493148954582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108074493148954582' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108065846554584330</id><published>2004-03-30T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T22:58:00.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that’s it.no more*.serious.im not gonna bother anymore.*is out of my life.dammit..k neverminds..forget it.shall update about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.e was horrendous.we keep dancing cha-cha over and over again..3 times.or more..but kinda fun tho..din know dancing social dance can be that tiring..oh wells..can train leg muscle=)and mdm lee caught me for wearing a black sportsbra.does she have bionic eyes or something..i don’t think its damn obvious can..anyways i owned up myself..ha..how honest.and she asked us to stand in front and was jabbering about whether we wanna have a teacher wearing red lacey bra with a white blouse and i was like YES!gosh i didn’t knew i was so loud..argh..then everyone heard..PAISEH-ATED man!now everyone would think im a pervert..which im NOT!poots.anyways, i was just kidding..haha..no way would i wanna see a teacher wearing that..oh wells..was sleeping during e-maths.first time man..just cant tahan anymore..so tried to appear to ah loy that I was paying attention..apparently she caught me..shucks.asked me to answer a question then khadijah was like“wa,jodine your hair like just wake up like that.”then ah loy said”she did what.”urgh..michelle’s head not big enough to block me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school rushed down as usual and that’s when reality hit me.smack right in the face.PIAK!it hurts..the truth hurts..whatever..not suppose to care anymore..ladida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game was good!good is good!everyone played well.it was a good game.yepp.proud of you guys.ya anyways before the game..saw jenna!or she saw me first..haha..oh man..she’s so..weird..she was like asking rury in a zombie-like manner”is this tkgs?””is jodine in b div?””where is she?”then rury pointed towards me[i was facing the fence and didnt know what was going on]and suddenly she came to hug me at the waist!haha..how cartoon!then i thought it was probably sonia..haha..then i turned and was shocked to see her..shouted/screamed JENNA!!hiaks..that girl..getting weirder and weirder each time..got hole in her shirt that is showing off her bra didnt do anything about it.nice.haha..then chatted with her for awhile..aah..how i missed everyone in kcp..heh..sonia dont be jealous k?hee..after game went to kfc.gosh we were practically laughing thorughout the whole time we were there man..haha..sonia was discussing what she should announce our names as when she emcees tomorrows prize presentation..so hilarious please.laugh till tired-clutches stomach-probably gonna laugh myself to sleep again tonight..haha..k..that’s all..nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108065846554584330?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108065846554584330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108065846554584330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108065846554584330' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108057539465467992</id><published>2004-03-29T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T23:53:28.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poots.injury day.first got hit..no..SMACKED!right in the chest by fana..thanks gay.you further flatennised me.great.must be one of your power passes again.i can still feel the pressure.ouch.i bet its concave now.haha.fizah said i was expressionless/stoning when the ball hit me.haha.the pain has numbed my senses.or maybe cause i was too busy looking at photos.hurhur.second injury.during training.was catching the ball in mid-air when minmin came crashing towards me..in mid-air and i fell flat on the floor.hmm..not exactly..all I know is that my knee hit the ground first..then saw a white patch on my knee and slowly red speckles start to form..like little roses sprouting from a garden.and then..tada!the whole patch became red.argh..i need blood transfusion!pau halped me dress my wound..heheh..jealous not fana..oh wells..maybe i need to drink more anlene to have stronger bones.lmao.reminds me of sonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stalked*today!haha..so fun.*must think im a freak now..oh wells..not really happy today..didn’t manage to say anything..poots.how sad.hope my injury can help tomorrow..&lt;I&gt;right&lt;/I&gt;.like*cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crucial match tomorrow.hai..hopes weel can recover by then.must must!sobs.we must get into the second round!we must bring pau to tp sports hall!and hopefully somebody else..but oh wells..easier said then done.but we can do it!yepp.ba wo!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sheesh..banner is..k shant say..goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108057539465467992?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108057539465467992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108057539465467992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yamcake.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108057539465467992' title=''/><author><name>jod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09533553271718680741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6648463.post-108048710395858427</id><published>2004-03-28T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T23:49:33.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!finally got a decent looking blog=)shall try to update frequently..yepp.so nice and orangey..so me!hiaks..i like!yep yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right..so we got back our report slips..dont intend to show them till tomorrow night..hope theyll be in a good mood-crosses fingers-picturing the scene..mother screaming..father giving one his long lectures..both threatening to cut off all my activities[oh the horror]and hopefully both not turning violent..not that their abusive or whatever..but..yea..whatever.just hope they can understand.&lt;I&gt;right&lt;/I&gt;.horrendous parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been waiting..but it seems that nothing significant has happened since that fateful day..still remembered what she said–chuckles-how cute.now i have something to anticipate.oh wells..training tomorrow!whee!got a reason to be there early-grins-cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right thats all..shall try to finish up my revision for today..ca tomorrow.horrendous.wish me luck.yep.goodnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6648463-108048710395858427?l=yamcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6648463/posts/default/108048710395858427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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