<?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-29048877</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:14:12.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music, Food, Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29048877.post-116074725947472748</id><published>2006-10-13T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:47:39.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good ?? bad ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-116074725947472748?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116074725947472748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=116074725947472748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/116074725947472748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/116074725947472748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/10/training-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-116047904691289481</id><published>2006-10-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T19:17:26.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone has their own battles and demons to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine are jus to long and tiring to fight. shall jus give in. sick of fighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-116047904691289481?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116047904691289481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=116047904691289481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/116047904691289481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/116047904691289481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/10/everyone-has-their-own-battles-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-116020690883701392</id><published>2006-10-07T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T15:41:48.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bought this book titled "Night" by Elie Wiesel yest and read it today. Man, it was emotionally heart renching. The book is bout this man, Elie Wiesel, a nobel peace prize winner, who survived thru the jewish purges and concentration camps in Germany under Hitler's regin. Reading it, i have to say that he is a brave man to be able to recount those incidents. Not many men would be willing to live thru this ordeal again and have a recount of it in a book. Amazing stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-116020690883701392?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116020690883701392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=116020690883701392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/116020690883701392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/116020690883701392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-bought-this-book-titled-night-by.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115959194092126201</id><published>2006-09-30T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:52:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PPL, meet lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^________________,^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's someone cher brought back for me from mars ! he's adorable !! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THX CHER =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115959194092126201?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115959194092126201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115959194092126201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115959194092126201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115959194092126201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/ppl-meet-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115945667021923491</id><published>2006-09-28T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:17:50.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally told me mom bout my poly decision. haha. i feel so free now. u know, it sucks studying so hard and then falling and failing. i mean, u study like fuck, and u still fail. Study still fail, don't study also fail. why study rite ? haha. i don't have confidence i can do well for my A levels and now i see with straight As still having trouble goin to uni. i'd rather get a diploma than fail my As. haha. surprising rite ? i nv thought i would be someone who would eventually waste one year of my education and follow what i really want to do. tokin to miss liew really woke me up and inspired me to chase what i really want not what i am wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only time can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i get promoted i think 50% chance i will transfer out to poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i don't regret goin to JC, but i went in for the wrong reasons, i didn't go in cause i wanted to but because it was for my parents."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115945667021923491?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115945667021923491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115945667021923491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115945667021923491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115945667021923491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-told-me-mom-bout-my-poly_28.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115928102553713433</id><published>2006-09-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:30:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Many reasons can be given to show that woman's influence would greatly tend to check and modify man's barbarous and destructive tendency. The weak have had practically no rights which the strong have felt bound to respect. The slayers of thousand have been exhalted into heroes, and the worship of mere physical force has been considered glorious." - Frederick Douglass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who said comic books couldn't be interesting ? haha. this is taken of The Avengers: Lionhear of Avalon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115928102553713433?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115928102553713433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115928102553713433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115928102553713433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115928102553713433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/many-reasons-can-be-given-to-show-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115919376486909745</id><published>2006-09-25T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:16:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a drive&lt;br /&gt;Driven by your love&lt;br /&gt;But when you messed around&lt;br /&gt;I lost the drive I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you needed&lt;br /&gt;Needed someone true&lt;br /&gt;But you changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;Or had I failed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you’d been&lt;br /&gt;Careful with my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you tore it apart&lt;br /&gt;And broke an angel’s heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss was true&lt;br /&gt;Has to end somehow&lt;br /&gt;But I am livin’ proof of what love is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard holding you&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, losing you&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad to be true&lt;br /&gt;And be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know (I don’t know)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played me on&lt;br /&gt;Played me like a clown&lt;br /&gt;But I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I’m down&lt;br /&gt;My heart is heavy&lt;br /&gt;Heavy like a rock&lt;br /&gt;But I am so amused&lt;br /&gt;You’re still in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard holding you&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, losing you&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad to be true&lt;br /&gt;And be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know (I don’t know)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohh…should I stay?Should I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard holding you&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, losing you&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad to be true&lt;br /&gt;And be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know (I don’t know)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta know&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay or should I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time its done&lt;br /&gt;It’ll never feel the same&lt;br /&gt;But we had some good times&lt;br /&gt;Guess it’s sad just the same&lt;br /&gt;I guess the truthDoesn’t matter somehow&lt;br /&gt;But you were livin’ proof of what love is about…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115919376486909745?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115919376486909745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115919376486909745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115919376486909745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115919376486909745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-drive-driven-by-your-love-but-when.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115913887595851529</id><published>2006-09-25T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T07:01:15.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's mon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling sucks. first day of the week then fri got first paper. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. might as well get over and done with it now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115913887595851529?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115913887595851529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115913887595851529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115913887595851529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115913887595851529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-mon-feeling-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115909225723663432</id><published>2006-09-24T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:04:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO FUCKING IRRITATED NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO CHEW SOMEONE'S HEAD OFF NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PISS ME OFF NOW. COME ON. PISS ME OFF. I NEED TO GET ALL THIS FUSTRATION OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115909225723663432?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115909225723663432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115909225723663432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115909225723663432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115909225723663432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-so-fucking-irritated-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115909085380193936</id><published>2006-09-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:40:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a painter sees a blank canvas what does he see ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He sees a vision, a beautiful painting, an inspiration, a message, his pride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When a common man sees a blank canvas what does he see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He sees a blank canvas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a musician sees a blank manuscript what does he see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He sees a piece, a musical inspiration, a vision, a message, his pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When a common man sees a blank manuscript what does he see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He sees a blank manuscript.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what all these means, jus came out from my train of thoughts. It's a really random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115909085380193936?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115909085380193936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115909085380193936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115909085380193936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115909085380193936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-painter-sees-blank-canvas-what.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115899522522501992</id><published>2006-09-23T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:08:31.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115899522522501992?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115899522522501992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115899522522501992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115899522522501992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115899522522501992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-so-need-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115876189821837408</id><published>2006-09-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:18:18.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch was mundane and slacky. had 5 free periods. man, my chinese promo paper is screwed. my compo was suppose to be an emotionally gripping account but i think it turned out to be a comedy act taken off a bad comedian. oh well. nothin much i can do bout it except complain. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115876189821837408?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115876189821837408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115876189821837408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115876189821837408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115876189821837408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/sch-was-mundane-and-slacky.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115858817069303987</id><published>2006-09-18T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:06:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the 14th of Sept 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samuel Tan moved on to a better life up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For some, they lost a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For some, they lost a leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For some, they lost a dear one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For me, I lost a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For me, I lost a leader,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For me, I lost a junior,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For me, I lost a dear one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nv ever easy so see someone younger than you go. It's nv easy having attend their funeral and seeing their face in that coffin, in that o so dreaded wooden box. Until tdy, i still think of his face, pale as ice, lifeless. The sense of death all around. For which that black band which I wore on my arm on that final day as a mark or respect, i shall always remember it, carry it around with me and remember u. U have not failed to inspire all of us my dear friend and i promise, one way or another, i will carry on your legacy, as your section leader, your ASL, your secretary of the 2004/2005 council, i promise u that. I will find a way to go back and carry on your work no matter how hard it gets. For u will always live on in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the following is a continuation of what i have jus completed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been a whirl of events and i am finally glad the week has came to an end. The increasingly bad condition of my knee, followed by the passing on of my junior and remembering back old memories,seeing and knowing the smell of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my tribute to Samuel Tan (1990-2006) ; a friend, a leader, an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;              i don't know if u can see me or hear me or see this tribute but if u can, let me know u were here ok? =) When I first met Samuel, i was sec 2 and he was a new recruit to the 49th Coy. I still rmb how upright samuel and proper he was when i was the ASL then, when i took attendence and talked to them during squad time. Alex and i were remembering him on friday and jus talkin bout him and we agreed on one thing. That is on how much he actually grew in character. We knew him as the shy boy when he was in sec one and he was always having the shy boy face. It was really so amazing how much he grew for the past 3 years, from sec 1 to sec 4.I guess it's true when they say all good men die young. I'm finally going to finish this after about 4 days of delaying this. It's been a week sinced u passed on my friend and you still have a strong impact on me. I promise u, i will never forget you. I promise i will carry on your story, your legacy, the mission that you set out to do, the plan and the vision you envisioned for the company. You have deinfately thought me the lesson on the fragility of life, the beauty of it and it's not how long you live but how you live it. I shall miss you my friend, my brother. You have inspired me to reach for new heights, to do new things and i shall miss you. Tke care up there and wait for me ok? Save me a a space. =) Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The objective of the Boys' Brigade is the advancement of Christ's Kingdom among boys and the promotion of habits such as discipline, self-respect, reverence and all that tends towards a true christian manliness. When i look at you life, i can safely say the objective was met and you have defiantely completed this objective in the lifes of the boys u touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Samuel Tan (1990-2006) ; An inspiration, A Friend, A leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will miss u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we all will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115858817069303987?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115858817069303987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115858817069303987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115858817069303987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115858817069303987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-14th-of-sept-2006-samuel-tan-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115810193750530643</id><published>2006-09-13T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:58:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty. haven't been blogging for quite a while. past few days been pretty good. these few days seems like everyone is always all so tired. i'm no exception man. i feel like i get a hangover every morning after i wake up. studied like 4 half hours yest, did nothing on mon cause slept the whole night thru and didn't wake up on time to do much. feel so useless. can't get my lazy ass outa bed. oh well. what to do. greatest challenge for me every monrning is getting my ass out of bed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115810193750530643?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115810193750530643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115810193750530643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115810193750530643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115810193750530643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/alrighty_13.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115788180526797401</id><published>2006-09-10T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T17:50:05.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah ! goin jumbo seafood tonight. haha. celebrate my cousin's birthday!! i am freakin starving !! haha. CHERIEEEE !!! I WAN MY BROWNIEEEEEEE !!! GO BUY AN OVENNNNNNNNNNN. haha. alright. cheers to all my mates out there. love u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, steve irwin, if u can read this, i wish u all the best in the after life mate. u've been a great person to watch. definately one of the best aussies in the world. =) CHEERS. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115788180526797401?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115788180526797401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115788180526797401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115788180526797401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115788180526797401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-goin-jumbo-seafood-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115781971705246352</id><published>2006-09-10T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:35:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty. tdy was a good day. haha. really good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav decided from today onwards, it's time to get serious. it's time to get my discipline as a canoeist and as a student and as a person back. i've got my coffee all stocked up, all my running gear ready. it's time to meet those aims and grades that i have aimed for. it's time to get serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115781971705246352?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115781971705246352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115781971705246352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115781971705246352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115781971705246352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/alrighty.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115771604976730678</id><published>2006-09-08T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:47:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;printed on the box i dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A.C.M.E's build a world-to-be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tke a chance, grab a piece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;help me to believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with no restraints or commandments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life is free and lovely to float around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but is it really all that lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;veri lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only it was that simple to make a world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would change everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day, home alone, dad at retreat, mom at meeting again, kitchen's table empty, no dinner again, no one at home again. ppl always ask me why i spend my life outside so much and why i don't wan go home. it's cause at home, there is always this sense of loneliness and air of heaviness. no one's ever home. even on the weekends, it's nv a complete family. i jus hate this feeling of loneliness again coming out all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in front of my piano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the music plays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sound of loneliness again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what kind of world would i want ? A world with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115771604976730678?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115771604976730678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115771604976730678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115771604976730678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115771604976730678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/printed-on-box-i-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115764621483582718</id><published>2006-09-08T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:23:34.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/island%20creamery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/320/island%20creamery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dedicated to my partner in crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/29048877-115764621483582718?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115764621483582718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115764621483582718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115764621483582718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115764621483582718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/dedicated-to-my-partner-in-crime.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115746793900484067</id><published>2006-09-05T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:52:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read finish "orange girl" by jostein gaarder. wonderful book. really touching story, great use of language, wonderful description of the basic things of life. nothing much i can say to describe how good it is, this book. i am really tired to blog bout all the other stuff so i shall stop here and leave with a quote from the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"but the dream of something unlikely has it's own special name. We call it &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115746793900484067?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115746793900484067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115746793900484067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115746793900484067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115746793900484067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/read-finish-orange-girl-by-jostein.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115733809390393319</id><published>2006-09-04T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T10:48:13.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/banana%20pancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/320/banana%20pancakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BANANA PANCAKES !!!! WHEEEEEEE   =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115733809390393319?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115733809390393319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115733809390393319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115733809390393319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115733809390393319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/banana-pancakes-wheeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115730929947582801</id><published>2006-09-04T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T02:48:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finding it hard to believe everything's gone, gone, gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how am i goin to run back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with a heart so heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how am i goin to make my way when i can't find the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how can i see this pain when i see how deep it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heaven knows, but i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that was last time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my resolve, my new found strength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart, now it is free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pain, no longer with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart is heavy no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115730929947582801?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115730929947582801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115730929947582801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115730929947582801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115730929947582801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/finding-it-hard-to-believe-everythings.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115720469944409752</id><published>2006-09-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:46:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/paris%20wheel.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/320/paris%20wheel.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/paris%20wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;la grande roue de paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;une jour, it testament soit votre. droite if it prend moi un centaine years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cherie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115720469944409752?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115720469944409752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115720469944409752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115720469944409752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115720469944409752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-grande-roue-de-paris_02.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115712113514075586</id><published>2006-09-01T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:32:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/DSCN5627.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/320/DSCN5627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am an proud to be in the CJC hockey team. as of tdy, i have changed my sporting career to........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOCKEY !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whahahahahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bye bye macritchie, hello hockey court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115712113514075586?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115712113514075586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115712113514075586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115712113514075586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115712113514075586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-proud-to-be-in-cjc-hockey-team.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115704079224055825</id><published>2006-09-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:13:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY ! THUR HAS ARRIVED !!!! MY PHYSIO ASSEMENT IT OUT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i'm screwed. haha. my spine is not strong enough to support my legs, my itb is overly tight, my hamstrings are too tight, disturbingly tight. this all leads to overly tight calfs and displaced knees. kness are also below the fluid level thus the fluids sink after a while then got pain pain when walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. man, i'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it was dreaded to see the place again. it felt really good to like go bac and see those familiar faces. edmaund, pauline, fauzi (whom was on leave but what the hell anyways), that fella whom i have no idea who his name was. haha. all of them changed so much. haha. so cool. the gym is WAY bigger. now got so much better toilets !!!! haha. lockers still suck as usual. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some stretching and got my legs really really really suan. haha. sonya threathened me if it didn't loosen by next week, i would get a dtm. haha. dtms' are so ticklish, when they're suppose to be pain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had a great evening. celebrated eugan birthday ! haha. hope i spelt his name correct. haha. great company with all the ppl tonight. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice dinner, good company, great evening.&lt;br /&gt;what more could i ask for. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115704079224055825?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115704079224055825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115704079224055825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115704079224055825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115704079224055825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-thur-has-arrived-my-physio.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115677322054803178</id><published>2006-08-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:53:40.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, i feel like crap now. my fucking knee hurts. my nose leaking, my throat hurts and still got alot of work to do. the work pile jus nv seems to end. joanne called me a nerd yest. i think i am sia. haha. SHIT. haha. sian. haha. next time i make the big big plastic frame specs. haha. i feel like screaming now. haha. AHHHHHHHH !!!!! haha. yes. i feel so much better. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good weekend. did quite a reasonable amt of work. haha. had a good day in sch tdy. haha. finally know how to do dy/dx. haha. product, quotient and chain rule. haha. feel so accomplished. tdy mai lao shi scolded the class. she was about to cry. man, i feel damn bad. she's like so nice to us. hiaz. mus make sure i pass my promos and a levels. make her proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115677322054803178?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115677322054803178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115677322054803178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115677322054803178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115677322054803178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/man-i-feel-like-crap-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115661122849861416</id><published>2006-08-27T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:53:48.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe u did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115661122849861416?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115661122849861416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115661122849861416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115661122849861416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115661122849861416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-is-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115657051327220396</id><published>2006-08-26T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:35:13.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>s.oh man, it's been a while since i last blogged. shall blog before i start studying. haha. the past few days have been a whirl of events. so many things happening in such a short period of time. events that took a turn for the worst as some may say. oh well. what's done is done. nothing we can do to change the past. so might as well start changing the present to change the future. haha. LIFE'S A BITCH, THAT'S WHY I LOVE IT. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyysssss.....................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started my day tdy off on the right foot. haha.actually more on the left i think. haha. woke up at eight plus and went for a half hour jog. haha. my knees really sucks. i wan new knees. haha. sian. i think i shall ask mr chua to let me take my 2.4 next week. so at least i can finish my NAFA properly. haha. he'd probably kill me if i asked him. haha. anywaysss.. nice jog, went home and watched cartoons. haha. super monkey team hyper force go is a damn retardedly cool show. man, don't know if i should run the standard chartered half marathon. sian. so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to buy new pair of running shorts, wan to buy a new pair of DS trainer, wan to buy new shirts, wan to buy nike stuff, oh man, so many things to buy. haha. and i'm only left with $10 in my bank account. haha. ANYONE WAN TO SPONSER ME ??!!!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. sian. now must start studying to keep myself from getting deported to the land down under. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life is short. one life, live it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115657051327220396?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115657051327220396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115657051327220396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115657051327220396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115657051327220396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/s.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115625733015965387</id><published>2006-08-22T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:35:30.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. sian. haha. studying sucks. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115625733015965387?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115625733015965387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115625733015965387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115625733015965387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115625733015965387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115617193424580145</id><published>2006-08-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:52:14.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doctor : " your ITB is veri tight. this causes u're knee cap to shift to one side, that's why got the clicking and cracking sound. cause when u rub against don't know what got friction then pain then don't know what he say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in lay man terms, as he told me, both my knee caps are displaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. back to physio from next week onwards. haha. i hope i got the discipline to do it man. haha. have to cut down my running by half. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he expects to see a bigger bludge in my knee in 4 months time. haha. so cool rite. haha. i can't wait to see how big it gets. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least can go back and tok cock to my physiotherapist and get massage. so it's all not that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115617193424580145?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115617193424580145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115617193424580145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115617193424580145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115617193424580145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/doctor-your-itb-is-veri-tight.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115609356476650713</id><published>2006-08-21T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:06:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"for every action there is a reaction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for every effect there is a cause &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for every song there is a story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for every heart broken there is the formation of a new one"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the lost, can they ever be found ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've nv felt so lost, so confused bout where i am now. i've got so many thoughts running in and out of my head, so many possible situations that could happen. i don't know what to do. don't know what to say. don't know what to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i need to find my way. but i don't know how to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115609356476650713?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115609356476650713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115609356476650713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115609356476650713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115609356476650713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-every-action-there-is-reaction-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115609283600377669</id><published>2006-08-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:53:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am, 12.47pm, lights all off except for my table lamp. listening to music tryin to get my mind of things. hiaz. i can't help but worry for u. don't know what's happening. at the same time i'm scared of myself and the person i'm becoming. am i all that i really wan to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115609283600377669?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115609283600377669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115609283600377669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115609283600377669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115609283600377669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-i-am-12.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115606883757152185</id><published>2006-08-20T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:13:57.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one likes a throbbing knee. yeah. jus came back from my run. had to cut down my route by half. sian. sry if i sound snappish in my 2 previous posts. wasn't like in a really cheery mood when i was writing them. was in an irritable mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115606883757152185?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115606883757152185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115606883757152185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115606883757152185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115606883757152185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-one-likes-throbbing-knee.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115606163241747371</id><published>2006-08-20T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T16:13:52.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really rather u not tok to me than u having such a hard time tryin to tok to me. i'd rather let u go and at least u would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's our diff backgrounds that cause this problem. but if u really think that who u are now and what u are doin is ok then i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most impt is for u to be happy. how i feel really doesn't matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115606163241747371?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115606163241747371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115606163241747371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115606163241747371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115606163241747371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-really-rather-u-not-tok-to-me-than-u.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115606139782423526</id><published>2006-08-20T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T16:09:57.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if would be too much for me to type so i shall jus blog it all down. u wan to know the truth ? ok. here it is. i think u are a self centered person at times incapable of thinking for others or even bothering to. u think that leaving the world alone wouldn't make it bother u. ok fine. i mean it's your choice. u already said so obviously that we are diff ppl. ok fine. i also agree.u said that this issue is really eatin u up. and i think why would it even bother u when u always seem so self centered and mean. sometimes i don't even know if u are being mean or jus bluffing. the things u say the things u do. i don't even know if i'm like impt to u or like i'm jus someone who u don't care bout. i don't know. but u wan to know the truth ? u're impt to me. u're so impt to me it sometimes scares me the things i would do for u. maybe once in a while i would like to know if i actually mean anything to u. but i don't know. i can't stand it. i sometimes wonder why i even get so bothered. then u don't even care. U DON'T EVEN BOTHER TO CARE. that's worse. u wan to know the truth, that's the truth. if i'm really such a pain in the ass and such a bore and a horrible person to tok to, i suggest that u jus tell me in my face and let me stop thinking that i may actually be of some importance to the ppl that i care bout. i nv asked for anything for anyone. sometimes it wouldn't hurt to let someone know u actually care. but then for u maybe it will rite. and who are u to judge what is right and what is wrong and when am i thinkin to much for no reason ? then again u wouldn't actually understand my feelings cause u DON'T TRY to even put yourself in other ppl shoes. i am sick or continually feeling like a fucked up person, like someone who can nv be like good enough for u to tok to or something. u always make it seems that it's nothing, that u don't care. i can't change your mind set and i'm getting tired of it. sometimes it wouldn't hurt to put yourself in other ppl shoes but then again for U IT WOULD rite. i guess so. so u wan to know the truth, that's the truth. but then again, i don't even think u would care rite. cause u don't even bother to care how other ppl feel. i'm tired to of tryin to make myself feel happy and i'm tired of wondering whether u realy mean what u say. i'm sick of being like a fool, left out in the rain wondering whether it was something i did or is it jus i'm such a boring and horrible person. i'm tired to entertaining your nonsense. u come with your scarstic tones and all. ok fine. maybe it's jus me. i can't stand it. i'm sick of hearing all your mean tones whether u mean it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u always pretend something is ok. that nothing is wrong. but is it really ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really scares me how much u mean to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115606139782423526?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115606139782423526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115606139782423526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115606139782423526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115606139782423526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-would-be-too-much-for-me-to-type-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115604916271541772</id><published>2006-08-20T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:46:02.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, i wan a girlfriend. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115604916271541772?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115604916271541772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115604916271541772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115604916271541772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115604916271541772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/man-i-wan-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115600236238236655</id><published>2006-08-19T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:46:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if u really know how mean u sound or u really don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115600236238236655?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115600236238236655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115600236238236655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115600236238236655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115600236238236655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes-i-wonder-if-u-really-know.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115573889860055208</id><published>2006-08-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:34:58.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tdy has been like the most lonely day. jus came back from the airport. been there like 5 hours. studied and mac alone then went to popeye's for dinner alone. haha. had to walk from like T2 to T1. but i took the skytrain !!!! my favourite SKYTRAIN !!!!!!! haha. then i don't know why, after dinner i went to the viewing mall then walked. then i was like lookin at the airplanes tke off. so cool la!!! then i was alone then everyone else had like family or something. haha. they stared at me sia. haha. i had to find one nice quiet corner and watch aeroplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left knee cracked tdy. as in literally had the CRACK sound. i was like climbing the bridge after sch then CRACK ! i was like in shock but then i ended up laughing at myself and how much pain it was. haha. then later when i was walking home, cracked again on the bridge. -_-'' haha. i was like counting the number of steps b4 it cracked. i feel so old now. so crippled. BUT I DON'T CARE ! haha. another steriod jab !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yeah ! mon goin back to the doctor for check up, see if my double jab on my right knee is working. i think it is. haha. but now my left got prob. i wonder will he give me anot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115573889860055208?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115573889860055208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115573889860055208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115573889860055208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115573889860055208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/tdy-has-been-like-most-lonely-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115555651370455634</id><published>2006-08-14T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:55:13.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall blog b4 i start my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cough is like goin to make me cough out my heart. i swear ! it will ! sooner or later. haha. i love toking to the mirror. fine la. i'm weird. haha. but it's fun ! everyone should like go try to stand in front of the mirror and pretend they're British. it's really cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115555651370455634?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115555651370455634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115555651370455634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115555651370455634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115555651370455634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-shall-blog-b4-i-start-my-work.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115522230693084739</id><published>2006-08-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:05:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. finally recovered from my high fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed morning - thur morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highest temp 39.4&lt;br /&gt;lowest temp 38.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least recovered on thur morning. still feel like crap but at least no more shivering. haha. getting sponged all night not really nice. it sucks to fall sick on national day. i missed the fireworks and NO DOCTOR WAS OPEN. my mom almost sent me to changi general A&amp;amp;E. haha.yeah. not a nice thing to have such a bad fever. haha. worst still, still had the side effects of my knee jab. haha. oh well. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115522230693084739?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115522230693084739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115522230693084739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115522230693084739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115522230693084739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115479250120933105</id><published>2006-08-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:41:41.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised something veri impt tonight. someone posed a question of sorts to me tdy, it was something around the line of why should ppl change if they are happy with what they are. that really started me thinking and got me to see something veri impt. i realised that upbringing and environment can really change someone. it makes or breaks an individual. some ppl say they are tired of changing and i agree that it is tiring after our share of shit. however, i realised that it is jus a &lt;strong&gt;lousy excuse&lt;/strong&gt; to run away from life. We change to be better. To be all that we can be. We improve ourselves daily to make ourselves better ppl. We don't change for anyone but ourselves. To some ppl maybe their attitude is acceptable but to another group of ppl it isn't. and i know it's not fair and i agree. but that's life. sometimes we have to change. when ppl give us advice, if it makes sense, we should change and be better than who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices in life are many. We could live a meaningless life jus living our lives with nothing to look forward to everyday. Living for the sake of living. Being happy with who we are and not what we can be. Or we could find a reason, and be all that we can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl around us care for us. Maybe when we meet someone diff we won't know how to react but sometimes, there is truth is whatever ppl may speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question we have got to ask ourselve is whether we want to listen to it or jus carry on being ourselves turning a deaf ear to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is nv pleasant. neither is it pretty. but after all else fails, the truth still makes one a better person. Life is as good as we make it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are human. Doesn't hurt to show a bit. or would it ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115479250120933105?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115479250120933105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115479250120933105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115479250120933105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115479250120933105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-realised-something-veri-impt-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115468860486256196</id><published>2006-08-04T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T18:50:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been blogging for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, yest went to cgh, yup. not veri good news. tmr got a appointment with a radiologist at 9am. got to tke my MRI scan. haha. OH WELL. what to do. knee hurts like hell. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i don't know how to deal with u, i hate it when i get called emo and see remarks like how u hate emo ppl. is it really wrong to have feelings ? i see no wrong. maybe it wouldn't hurt to try to be more sensitive. but oh well. what can i do ? everyone has their perception. but after saying sry, i don't know what more i can do. u already know how much it irritated me and so ya. then u try to get back at me and i say sry and it doesn't work. so how ? what can i do. all i can do is get sad and angry and try to concentrate on my work in sch. then i try to be nice to u and all i get was attitude. maybe u don't know how u sound but maybe it wouldn't hurt to place yourself in other ppl shoes and try to figure out how they feel. that wouldn't hurt. all i did was well intentioned and i get brushed off and get rude remarks. i don't know. maybe it's jus the flu. it's not a nice feeling seeing ppl dear to me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe it's jus me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115468860486256196?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115468860486256196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115468860486256196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115468860486256196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115468860486256196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/08/havent-been-blogging-for-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115419285533551941</id><published>2006-07-30T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T01:07:35.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tdy was a painful day. right knee's in bandages and left knee hurts from supporting the right. haha. AND I CAN'T FIND A NICE SUPPORT. lp support sucks. haha. taping with support so much more better. haha. anyways, met zanne and sexy at east coast. haha. i walked hell lot. haha. then we went for dinner. haha. yeah. so tired to blog bout everything. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knee hurts. PERIOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115419285533551941?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115419285533551941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115419285533551941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115419285533551941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115419285533551941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/tdy-was-painful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115392276265786039</id><published>2006-07-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:06:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. training is starting soon !!! whoo hoo !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tdy was a happy day but freakin tired with a horrible knee pain. went supreme court for learning journey. daniel ma's house. haha. it was damn funny there. teased miss liew and mr sum. haha. oh well. it was super fun but kinda boring. went into the appeal court. their benches quite nice to sit la. veri comfortable. haha. later went carl's jr. with tiong, shiya, veron and shina. haha. damn retarded. haha. but the food was damn good. wish my sexy was there. she would have enjoyed the food alot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and well ya. so tired. i'm like sleeping almost everywhere. slept through singapore idol last 2 performances. haha. oh well !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115392276265786039?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115392276265786039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115392276265786039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115392276265786039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115392276265786039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115358567954033271</id><published>2006-07-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:27:59.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PPL, LIFE IS SHORT ! ENJOY LIFE TO THE FULLEST ! LIVE LIKE NO TMR, LIVE WITH NO REGRETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo hoo !!! had a great day tdy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. met my sexy at orchard and went for movie. haha. pirates of the carribean is damn nice. jack sparrow got splashed by cum. haha. so anti-climax. haha. anyways, then went to harbour front for dinner. haha. dinner was great as usual. then later jus went to the jetty there and jus well chilled there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, my stupid nokia phone is giving me alot of problems. =( somemore bought it like half a year ago. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" if ever u need a hand, a shoulder, a listening ear, i'm here. always have, always will be." =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115358567954033271?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115358567954033271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115358567954033271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115358567954033271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115358567954033271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/ppl-life-is-short-enjoy-life-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115347347602597831</id><published>2006-07-21T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:17:56.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY, the weekend is here !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. man, it's been a long and tiring week, finally got the time to sit down and blog and jus chill for a while till next week starts. haha. now just chilling out at the mac's at gardens. haha. such a long day tdy. haha. did so much work this week. haha. oh well, that's sch life. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for next week, next fri resuming training ! yeah ! can't wait to see what the next chpt in my canoeing life is goin to offer me. i bet it will be as great as the last chpt !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha !! DARYL GOIN TO COLLECT HIS S.H.E ALBUM LATER !! haha. so cute la he, sound like small boy. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115347347602597831?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115347347602597831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115347347602597831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115347347602597831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115347347602597831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-weekend-is-here-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115340134505159554</id><published>2006-07-20T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:15:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man, tonight is such a busy night, chem tutorial, some econs essay which i have no clue to do, gp which i don't intend to do and finally, EOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. looks like a late night for me. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115340134505159554?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115340134505159554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115340134505159554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115340134505159554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115340134505159554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-man-tonight-is-such-busy-night-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115314848939314690</id><published>2006-07-17T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:01:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The only battles lost are the ones we refuse to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*listening to sinatra to try to relax. head throbbing like fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115314848939314690?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115314848939314690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115314848939314690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115314848939314690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115314848939314690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/only-battles-lost-are-ones-we-refuse.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115289425931442126</id><published>2006-07-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:24:19.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tdy was a happy and sad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really sad to see my seniors go. i'll miss u guys ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jon -&lt;br /&gt;          your the best captain and canoeing team could ask for. u're not    only a leader but a friend to everyone and i will always rmb the things u thought me be it in the area of life or canoeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wee kang -&lt;br /&gt;          your a great guy ! haha. always picking everyone up when we all are down, making lame jokes (but nontheless funny) and being a great friend. always ready to help your juniors when it comes to canoeing strokes and you were there for me when i needed a friend. what more can i say ? your a friend anyone could wish for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wei ming -&lt;br /&gt;          although the period i really got to know you is so short. u're really a great guy. love your dress sense. =DDDD. u always have good and logical advice for me when i need it and thanks for being a great friend. u made me really realise that it's not talent that makes it in this business. it's HARD WORK. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jacob -&lt;br /&gt;          what can i say ? haha. u're FUNNY. haha. i like your 3G phone. give one copy to me ! haha. can video conference, solar powered, etc. haha. thanks for all the laughs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hui jie -&lt;br /&gt;          MR POH. haha. i'm gonna miss u. ALOT. u're funny antics and jokes and the seriousness and innocence, u're such an interesting guy ! u have to teach me the flip u used on me tdy. haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wei min -&lt;br /&gt;         hey wei min, although u may be in the same batch, i'll always respect u with the same respect and even more as compared to the seniors. although the seniors may be gone, u always still have us. =D SMILE ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sarah -&lt;br /&gt;        U AR !!!! ALWAYS TKE PHOTO HAVE TO STAND HIGHER THAN ME ! haha. that is one thing i'll always rmb. haha. i realised that i only really got to know u nearer to the end of your term and i realised u're not as bad as ppl think u are. =) u're a really friendly person and great for a laugh, great for advice, great for a friend. =) thanks. rmb tke your ribeana for SUGAR RUSH ! haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to alicia -&lt;br /&gt;        Sarah's lovely partner. haha. when i first came in, i thought u were a cold person. like nv smile. BUT, i realised that u're not ! your warm, friendly and funny. =) will miss u alot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to grace -&lt;br /&gt;       GRACEY !!!! haha. always see u got breakfast in the morning. haha. got alot of wonderous food packed in that breakfast bag of yours. =) man, i'll miss the retarded times we shared. haha. when i would crap super lot with u and u would like ignore. haha. that was funny. haha. i'll miss u alot. i'm like missing everyone. WHICH IS TRUE !!!!!!! =( but anyways, thx for all the laughs we shared. i'll always rmb it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hui ying aka sea monster -&lt;br /&gt;      HUI YING !!!!!! i'm gonna miss u so much. i could nv express how much i would miss u in words. thx for being there when i need some advice, some help, thx for being there to share the fun times, thx for being there for everything. u're one of the seniors who i really feel the closest to and i'm really sad to see u go. =( i will always always always rmb u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cheryl, clara -&lt;br /&gt;     U AR !! ALWAYS ASK ME TKE PIC FOR U !!!!!!! haha. u two ar. haha. funny seniors. always wearing clothes with style. haha. tke care u two. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MY SENIORS WHO I LOVE ALOT -&lt;br /&gt;    all good things must come to an end but i know this is not the end of the friendship we shared. it's just the beginning. it hurts to see u go but can't be avoided. there are still so many things i wan to say to u guys to let u know how u all mean to me but i don't know how to put it. the best i can say is that I LOVE U GUYS, I'M GONNA MISS U GUYS. THANKS FOR THE HIGHS AND THE LOWS WE SHARED AS A TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115289425931442126?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115289425931442126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115289425931442126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115289425931442126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115289425931442126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/tdy-was-happy-and-sad-day-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115271391316149510</id><published>2006-07-12T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:18:33.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tdy wasn't a great day.&lt;br /&gt;had a bad race.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but i can say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'm sure of one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M PROUD TO BE A TPJC CANOEIST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115271391316149510?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-29048877.post-115254676715477160</id><published>2006-07-10T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:52:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted was for u to be happy&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted was for u not to be sad&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me so much so see u stressed up, angry, sad&lt;br /&gt;especially when u start all your nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'm doin the right thing by carrying on&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u say that u're friends promised to be there for u&lt;br /&gt;but were nv there&lt;br /&gt;hav u ever wondered what bout u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know how to carry on&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to give it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's jus so hard trying to love u and having a thought, a hope that maybe someday u'll say u love me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time for goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115254676715477160?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115254676715477160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115254676715477160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115254676715477160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115254676715477160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/u-know-all-i-wanted-was-for-u-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115246315159311164</id><published>2006-07-10T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:39:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did it jus have to resurface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115246315159311164?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115246315159311164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115246315159311164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115246315159311164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115246315159311164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/feel-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115218853489435002</id><published>2006-07-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T20:22:14.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To be good, is not enough to be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh, here we are, at the crossroads once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thinking, wondering our purpose in our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh, when time stands still at the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when we are left there, with a thousand eyes at us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we ask ourselves, what did we do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we ask ourselves if we made full use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;did you live a life that's worthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;did you give your best your all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;time was short did you make use of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;on your deathbed would they think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's not how we die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but how we live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when our ashes fade and all is left is a memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;from up there, we call out regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to live a life worth living, so start tdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;did you live a life that's worthy&lt;br /&gt;did you give your best your all&lt;br /&gt;time was short did you make use of it&lt;br /&gt;on your deathbed would they think of&lt;br /&gt;your legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh, how do you want to be remembered,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can we face ourselves ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;did you live a life that's worthy&lt;br /&gt;did you give your best your all&lt;br /&gt;time was short did you make use of it&lt;br /&gt;on your deathbed would they think of&lt;br /&gt;your legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. life is short. make full use of it. stop pointless arguments, childish behaviour. make a difference to someone's life tdy. it's not wether u're powerful or good looking to make a diff. someone as ordinary as me or u could make a diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life live to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;be proud of what u do.&lt;br /&gt;don't waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start building your legacy tdy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115218853489435002?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115218853489435002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115218853489435002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115218853489435002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115218853489435002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-be-good-is-not-enough-to-be-great.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115203145943262477</id><published>2006-07-05T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T00:44:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TONIGHT WAS PANORAMA NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tdy was a damn slack day. left sch at 9.40 then went to makan breakfast with S32. haha. then, went back to sch library to slp. original intention was to study. haha. BUT. oh well, failed attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had A levl chinese oral. man, it sucked. don't wanna tok bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had to rush home to change. haha. went in the house and left after 15 mins. haha. then went to meet tiong and the mates at mos at raffles. haha. WHAT HAPPENED TO CARL'S JUNIOR ??!!!!!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panorama was kinda boring but quite cool. the dancers rock. the real fun started after the show. met the canoeing team then went hagen diaz. everyone took ALOT of photos. haha. sarah was like stepping on a step when she took pic with me. haha. damn funny. haha. wei ming, life in colour. haha. but i'm pooped. haha. nash was hilirious tdy. haha. mafia boss. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened tdy, so lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all&lt;br /&gt;i had a great evening. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tdy was the first time in 7 months where the canoeing team dressed up. every day is like jersey and shorts. we should all dress up more often. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115203145943262477?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115203145943262477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115203145943262477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115203145943262477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115203145943262477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/tonight-was-panorama-night.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115184899297009243</id><published>2006-07-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:03:12.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/320/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN RETURNS ROCK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to catch superman returns on sat evening. it totally rocked my socks. had a great day on sat. met my sexy at orchard then went to watch me eat then shot some pool then went to catch the greatest movie ever ! ( but i still think the original superman rocks) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lotsa stuff have been happening lately, some good some not so good but oh well. what's done is done. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115184899297009243?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115184899297009243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115184899297009243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115184899297009243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115184899297009243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman-returns-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115150226690574934</id><published>2006-06-28T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:46:34.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hai ping mian yuan fang kai shi yin mai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bei shan yao zhe me ping jing chun bai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wo de nian shang shi zhong jia dai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yi mo qian qian de wu nai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ni yong chun yu shuo ni yao li kai (qing bu zai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;na nan guo wu sheng nan le xia lai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xiong yong chao sui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ni ting ming bai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bu shi lang er shi lei hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;zhuan shen li kai (ni you hua shuo bu chu lai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fen shou shuo bu chu lai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hai niao gen yu xiang ai zhi shi yi chang yi wai wo men de ai （gei de ai） &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cha yi yi zhi cun zai (hui bu lai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fen zhong zhen ai (deng dai) jing lei ji cheng shang hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;zhuan shen li kai fen shou shuo bu chu lai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wei lan de shan hu hai can guo shun jian cang bai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;dang chu bi ci (ni wo dou) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bu gou cheng shou tan bai (bu ying gai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;re qing bu gai (ni de) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xiao rong mian qiang bu lai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ai shen mai shan hu hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hui huai de sa diao ru he chong lai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you lie heng de ai zhe me chong gai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;zhi shi yi qie jie shu tai kuai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ni shuo ni wu fa shi huai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bei ke li ying cang zhe she me qi dai (deng hua er kai) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wo men ye yi jing wu xin zai cai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mian xiang hai feng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xian xian de ai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;chang bu chu hai you wei lai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;joanne, the lyrics ! haha. prepare ok. after panorama when u free we shall SING ! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so anyways, on to tdy's entry. haha. my knee hurts. PERIOD. hurts bad. limped the way home. haha. but of course there was worse times. so anyways, tdy had sch then training. tdy sch was the SLACKEST EVER. FIRST PERIOD, teacher nv come. SECOND PERIOD, teacher nv come. THIRD PERIOD, free period. FOURTH &amp;amp; FIFTH PERIOD, skills pe. SIXTH PERIOD, recess. SEVENTH PERIOD, relief teacher. EIGHTETH PERIOD, lecture, then nv bring notes so ended up doodling all over my foolscape. haha. LAST 2 PERIODS, watched some stupid vid for GP. TDY WAS REALLY WASTE TIME IN SCH. then somemore, i forgot to bring work to study. shoudln't have went to sch tdy. waste time only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after that, had training. haha. training was ok. but my knee hurts. haha. sian la. tmr got sch. haha. k la. tired liao. tmr then continue blogging. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;AIM AND ACHEIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115150226690574934?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115150226690574934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115150226690574934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115150226690574934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115150226690574934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/hai-ping-mian-yuan-fang-kai-shi-yin.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115141858330272984</id><published>2006-06-27T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:29:43.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tdy was tiring but nontheless a great day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;peeps from 06S32, thx for the shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tdy had chem paper. it sucked. SUCKED. haha. i'm so screwed. haha. then had training. haha. 8 more trainings to nationals, need to shave off 5 seconds and have LUCK to hopefully get into the semis. haha. OH WELL. shall jus give it my all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. guess it's time to zzz. tmr still got training. tmr, i'm goin bring one set of bionomial theorm notes and a whole LOT of clothing. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115141858330272984?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115141858330272984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115141858330272984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115141858330272984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115141858330272984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/tdy-was-tiring-but-nontheless-great.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115132721773957302</id><published>2006-06-26T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:06:57.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i feel so holidayish now. haha. my eyes are tired. jasper is now a tired boy. haha. tmr still got chem paper. so retarded. i hav no idea what chem is about la. so screwedededededded. but i don't really care. haha. tmr go sch slp. haha. oh well ! haha. to all ppl having papers tmr, GOOD LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115132721773957302?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115132721773957302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115132721773957302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115132721773957302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115132721773957302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha_26.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115124540794140338</id><published>2006-06-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:23:27.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK LADIES AND GENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is officially the last day of the holidays and i am screwed to the core for tmr's maths common test. i have no idea what the hell is the sigma thingy. i am screwed with the capital S. but oh well, i don't care. cause i already done all i could do. it's not like as if i nv study. haha. but oh well. good luck everyone ! see u all in sch tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115124540794140338?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115124540794140338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115124540794140338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115124540794140338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115124540794140338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-ladies-and-gents.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115116278214464424</id><published>2006-06-24T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:26:22.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/1600/Kayak%20Joe.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6901/3085/320/Kayak%20Joe.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; * AHEM * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me introduce everyone to Joe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(---&gt;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Joe, EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;EVERYONE, Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. that's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kayak joe&lt;/span&gt;. my b'dae present from miss denise goh. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THANKS !&lt;/span&gt; haha. anyways, haven't been bloggin for a veri long time i think. haha. yest i saw a damn bloody super funny sight. u know, it's one thing being a loser, it's another being a loser that your mom knows off and your mom scolds u for it. haha. yest, i was at the airport then i saw this mom like scolding the child cause of his loserish comments. haha. i know i'm mean but it was damn funny lar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, went to airport to study the last 2 days, tdy wasted a day. shit lar. can't study at home, can't concentrate. woke up in the morning, missed POKEMON ! argh, so irritating. the only productive thing tdy was my run, went running in the afternoon, ran from tampines then go simei, then ran to expo there, then decided to continue to tanah merah mrt station, then ran back. haha. and of course, my knees hurted like shit. haha. that's pretty much the most exciting moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, tmr goin to church. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;. then later will meet little miss joey at singpost coffeebean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those students taking exams soon, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIA YOU. STUDY HARD&lt;/span&gt; ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115116278214464424?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115116278214464424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115116278214464424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115116278214464424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115116278214464424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahem-let-me-introduce-everyone-to-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115089772573353792</id><published>2006-06-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:48:45.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. realised i haven been blogging for a long time. guess i'm always tired after training and to lazy to blog but here i am. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body haven't really fully recovered but i think it's getting much better. haha. tdy was an interesting day and a definate good day. went to the bishan coffeeshop that me and jimmy went that day when we visited KDF sometime ago with mr chua and the gang. THE FOOD PORTION THERE IS HUGE LA ! the chai fun $2.70 but so big la the portion. haha. couldn't finish it, only ate half. haha. then went J8 with gif, jon, monster, kang and denise. walked around a while before finding a place at coffeebean. saw the weird hamacrab or something like that. haha. saw this cute animal ballon that me rach and denise saw the other day at J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT IS THE PRICE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$16.90 !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$16.90 for a freakin balloon! what is the world coming to man. haha. but anyways, we went coffeebean and talked alot. lost track of time, sat there for like 3 hours plus i think. haha. later gif and denise went home then me, jon, kang and monster went for dinner at pasta mania. haha. then jon took a cab to my place then took a bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. guess that's pretty much my day tdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really happened but it was the last training for the holidays tdy so the next 4 days are the FULL MUGGING DAYS ! haha. tmr got to meet bak and jian wei for project at 12. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, tdy was a veri enlightening day.&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/29048877-115089772573353792?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115089772573353792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115089772573353792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115089772573353792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115089772573353792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115060968304513710</id><published>2006-06-18T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:02:08.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after over 60 pills for the past 5 days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;over 70 hours of rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am proud to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am on the road to recovery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up tdy at 7 plus, ate another 3 pills. man, eating pills really suck. haha. but at least i feel better tdy, got over the fainting sensation and looks like i won't have to tke the blood test !! yeah !!! but non-theless, i'm still a weak person, jus noticed how much weight i've lost over the past 5 days. i think i've lost a good 2 kg or so, hopefully less. now jus chilling on my sofa, trying not to feel sick. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the past 5 days haven't been wasted. spent alot of time thinkin bout stuff. i mean, when would i ever get 5 days to jus lie down and reflect back on my life and think bout all that's been happening ???! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past 5 days has given me a new perspective of life and a realisation of the ppl around me. i've realised what i really am to them. someone once told me, " ... but it's only words " and i guess i agree with that friend. sometimes, ppl can tell u how impt u are to them and how much they care and bla bla bla bla, but when it comes down to crunch time, that's another story. sometimes, as much as we don't wan to believe things, we have to face reality, life is mostly a facade. i think i have finally sorted alot of my thoughts out and figured out most of the things that have been bothering me this past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one ever said life was a bed of roses, that i can agree.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess problems and confusion are the only way that can make one grow. after all, the important thing in life is how we learn and grow. but the question is do we really want to ? sometimes we complain life is a piece of shit and how stressed we are but are we really doin anything to help it or are we jus creating problems for ourselves ? when we seek advice and help from our friends, do we want to hear what we wan to hear or do we hear what we need to hear ? i guess, the advice given by our friends are good in intentions but i guess sometimes, we'd rather butter them up rather than let them realise the hard truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess those are the mysteries of life that we can nv decipher and figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess the most important is that we live each day appericiating what life has to offer and love and show care to those we love. When i say care i don't jus mean words of affection but actions of affections. After all, it's actions of a man that defines him not his words. "a hospital brings out the best in ppl". i can't agree more. but do we really have to wait till someone ends up there then we show how we really feel bout them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i urge everyone tdy, spread the love. show the ppl u love that u love them and u care. a simple smile, a simple hug, a simple meal among friends. don't let the ppl u love most slip past u tdy, treasure them for as long as u live, show that u care. pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pass the love on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still love u alot, i still hold on to what hope and light u gave me but i jus find it so hard, i don't know if u care at all. after all, and i quote u, ".. but it's only words."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115060968304513710?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115060968304513710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115060968304513710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115060968304513710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115060968304513710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/after-over-60-pills-for-past-5-days.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115046187109404129</id><published>2006-06-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:44:31.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nv ever fall sick on your birthday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's nv a good feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up this morning at 6.45am and puked again, then had this throbbing headache. had trouble sleeping cause it was so pain. went to see doc at 10 plus, waited for like 45 mins. he said that if i don't feel better by mon, i have to go tke blood test. thank God i feel better now. man, tmr is the DB competition, i feel so bad i can't go down to support the team. SRY GUYS. JIA YOU !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;puked like 3 times tdy, hiaz. at least the medicine is working. feel like eating so much things now, but that's not possible, cause i would probably puke it all out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A BIG THANKS  for everyone who sent me a greeting tdy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115046187109404129?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115046187109404129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115046187109404129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115046187109404129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115046187109404129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/nv-ever-fall-sick-on-your-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115037853602348942</id><published>2006-06-15T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:35:36.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT SUCKS TO BE SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ESPECIALLY THE DAY B4 U'RE BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man, jus puked out my dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feeling so queasy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit. and i'm out of medicine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm suppose to finish my dose and get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my head hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115037853602348942?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115037853602348942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115037853602348942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115037853602348942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115037853602348942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-sucks-to-be-sick-especially-day-b4.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115028151386923642</id><published>2006-06-14T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:38:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>officially sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 2 days mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not feeling good. tdy woke up with such a weak body. feel like dying. stayed on my couch the whole day, couldn't move much, so weak. man, feel so weak. real sry to the canoeing team for falling sick at the wrong time. jus woke up not long ago. feel damn weak, oh well. haha. did some real good thinking tdy and i think i know what to do finally. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog more when i feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u all like the new song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115028151386923642?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115028151386923642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115028151386923642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115028151386923642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115028151386923642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/officially-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115013042150815069</id><published>2006-06-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:40:21.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i shall go study, and carry on blogging tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115013042150815069?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115013042150815069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115013042150815069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115013042150815069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115013042150815069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-falling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-115003424809878056</id><published>2006-06-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T21:57:31.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tdy was a veri fulfilling day. woke up at 9.45am then went down to star bucks at 10.30am for breakfast. It felt so so good having a nice fresh cup of coffee with a nice chicken pie in the morning, jus sitting down and enjoying life, listening to music and jus taking a step back from life. haha. it's like so long since i've actually sat back and watched life and appericiate its beauty. sigh. everyone should pamper his or herself every once in a while with a nice cup of coffee and a nice pie to go along with it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, back to reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. after my nice stray from reality, i met bak chun and jian wei for the SiEas project thingy. haha. toked alot of nonsense but can safely say we did SOME work. haha. after that went to jalan jalan a while and guess whu i met ! i met joshua tay !!! man, it's been so long i've seen him. was so shocked and happy, thought he was still in China ! haha. JOSH, i shall see u in church next next week ! haha. later met wei min at airport to mug. man, we mugged alot. 3 hours plus from like 2.50 to like 6.20. haha. BRAIN IS TOTALLY FRIED ! and now, time for me to mug again. sian sia. tmr still got training. hiaz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, another day another adventure !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-115003424809878056?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/115003424809878056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=115003424809878056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115003424809878056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/115003424809878056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/tdy-was-veri-fulfilling-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114992812651511940</id><published>2006-06-10T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T16:28:46.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DAMN TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to training ! haha. then again, i'm always tired after training. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114992812651511940?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114992812651511940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114992812651511940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114992812651511940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114992812651511940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114985792279301940</id><published>2006-06-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:58:42.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE OFFICIALLY FOUND A NEW MEANING FOR " LOST YOUR NERVE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus came back from the doc not long ago. found out why i have these sharp head pains. my doc said it was due to the nerves snapping. haha. even he doesn't know why it snaps ! haha. got 2 pills to tke whenever the nerves "snap". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had migrains, ear infections that cause horrible headaches and now, SNAPPING NERVES ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i should be like a headache consultant ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..... future job ??? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114985792279301940?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114985792279301940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114985792279301940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114985792279301940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114985792279301940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-officially-found-new-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114984648232988078</id><published>2006-06-09T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:48:02.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 words to describe tdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLD, WET, TIRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy's weather sucked. after the drizzle in the morning, i thought the rain was gone. WHO KNEW ! during the second run of the time trail, it started STORMING ! the rain was like so heavy then like the wind was like SHOOTING the raindrops on all the canoeists. haha. was kinda pissed and confused after the second time trail. had to rudder 3 time, hiaz. anyways, it was storming then everyone was like rushing out of the water. i realised all the tpjc canoeists were like the only sch helping other schs out of the water. haha. guess we're really kind ??! haha. yeah, so that was that. and OH YA, the JERSEY ! man, it's like too short for me man. all the guys look weird. haha. the orange is WEIRDLY ORANGY ! if that made any sense. haha. anyways, went bishan for lunch then i left for bugis to pick something up. haha. yeah. that's like pretty much it. haha. tmr, TPJC CANOEISTS WILL BE SOOOOOOOOO ORANGEY ! haha. you would all be able to spot us from a MILE away ! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-29048877.post-114977692295295006</id><published>2006-06-08T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:28:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess why it's hurtful is cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even after giving my best into it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinking it was enough to win them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u come and tell me that they still have more potential&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after giving my best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really don't know how much more i can give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's all been given&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;further more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coming from u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone i care and love for so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know your intentions are good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's jus hurtful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i really don't know what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've already given it my all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if potential was like that impt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i guess i'm deemed for eternal damn-nation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will nv be that good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm jus tryin so hard to live up to your expectations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if my all is not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know what else to give more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything that could be given is already given&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if giving my best is nothing compared to potential&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess i have no more reason to train&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pls don't tke it the wrong way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these are jus the words that i could not bring myself to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i jus hope your reading this.............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114977692295295006?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114977692295295006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114977692295295006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114977692295295006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114977692295295006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-guess-why-its-hurtful-is-cause-even.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114973286601621237</id><published>2006-06-08T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T10:14:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* YAWN *&lt;br /&gt;jus woke up. man, my head hurts. body feels numb. feel so hangoverish. man, yest training was really tiring man. did 6km first then did 500m racing. racing in a T1 and a T2 is like so much diff. i feel so lonely on a T1. haha. in a T1, it is like as if the race will nv finish. haha. at least managed to draw with hui ying. haha. so anyways, went united square for lunch. had lotsa laughs with sarah, alicia, wei min, kiwi and quek. haha. oh ya, something really funny happened. kang went to pull up his shirt to scratch his stomach then he didn't realise his pants was like so much lower than his underwear. then hs was like standing facin the road. haha. the look on hui ying and sarah face was priceless man. hilirious. anyways, then later went to bugis, played a game of hide and seek ?? haha. right anot wei min ?? we had to play hide and seek with 3 ppl rite ?? haha. so anyways, after that walked around for a bit then went home. haha. yup. then read my comic and fell asleep. then jus woke up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it is time to brush my teeth. shall blog later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114973286601621237?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114973286601621237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114973286601621237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114973286601621237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114973286601621237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/yawn-jus-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114960642511920283</id><published>2006-06-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:07:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Not for the fame or power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Not for the money and riches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Do i yearn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All i ever wanted was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tdy was a tiring day. Don't know why but i'm so tired. Morning went to study then got this really cool book on jazz. After reading the first few chpt, i feel veri enlightened from it. I guess in order to learn the music, one has to understand the meaning behind the music. So anyways, met elvis in the evening for a movie, THE OMEN. I still think the trailer looks better than the movie itself. The trailer is so much more exciting. Haha. Had a great evening. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114960642511920283?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114960642511920283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114960642511920283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114960642511920283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114960642511920283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-for-fame-or-power-not-for-money.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114951555079378909</id><published>2006-06-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:52:30.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dy is such a tiring day. training in the morning then nonsense from my parents in the evening. u know, sometimes, don't we all jus wanna stop life for a minute and enjoy its finer points ? haha, i guess that's my wish, if i was a mutant, i would want to stop life and jus enjoy it. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyways, training was really tiring. did 3 waves of water prac, first was distance rowing, then 500m racing then 250m bursts. i look at other schs and see their T2 rowers and i see like rowers with like HUGE biceps and they have that intimidating face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm scared, I'm worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, here you have me and my partner. Skinny monkeys. I guess that's the irony in life. haha. oh well, i guess it's not the looks that makes a person but it's the substance that makes a person. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;DARYL SNG, don't need keep on apologising to the team. As what jon said, "you fu tong xiang, you nan tong dang !" =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyways, tdy wasn't exactly a great day but thought of a new song. haha. the new canoeist blog is &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ROCKING!&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man, i'm having such a headache over the exco nomination form. Don't know what to do. Got bout another 2 hours to think bout it. hiaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;*all i can feel is the finishing point. all sound and movement become a blur, all i can see and feel and sense is the end.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114951555079378909?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114951555079378909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114951555079378909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114951555079378909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114951555079378909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/tdy-is-such-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114950110492820840</id><published>2006-06-05T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T17:51:44.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lonely i stood by your door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bearing my flowers and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping you'll give me one more chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying you'll let me in again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohhh ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There you stood at your door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking and hoping for more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seeing my face, looking down in dismay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sadistic smile turned up on your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Cheri Amour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will you let me through this door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will i be, able to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your loving smile and your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Cheri Amour &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will you open your door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here i stand, with my heart in my hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pls, just give me one chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quietly I walked away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing my chances were small&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all my gifts I turn to the bin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my heart and my hopes in the trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Cheri Amour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will nv open your door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all my hopes, my dreams turn to smoke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sit here and stare at the trash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Oh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Cheri Amour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time can be a bore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time can be such a whore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time will heal my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, i thought of this on my toilet bowl. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114950110492820840?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114950110492820840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114950110492820840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114950110492820840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114950110492820840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonely-i-stood-by-your-door-bearing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114939776275540388</id><published>2006-06-04T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:09:22.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess what i ate for breakfast ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CHICKEN RICE AND HALF A TUB OF ICE CREAM ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel so full and i think i'm falling sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i don't really mean what i posted 2 posts ago but after what has been happening for the past months, i guess the thought jus crossed my mind. BUT oh well, it's jus a thought. haha. everyone thinks bout things once in a while. It can't be avoided i guess. Yeah, i don't think it will ever happen anyway. Sry for making ppl worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Jon, Xin Yi and Denise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114939776275540388?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114939776275540388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114939776275540388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114939776275540388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114939776275540388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/guess-what-i-ate-for-breakfast-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114934730757520865</id><published>2006-06-03T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:08:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tired. jus came home from wishing ANG CHUAN TING AN EARLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! haha. hope u like my cake i bought for u chot ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHOT&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHOT&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHOT&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a realisation tdy. I can nv do 2 things in life. One is working in a pastry shop and the second is being a smoker. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114934730757520865?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114934730757520865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114934730757520865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114934730757520865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114934730757520865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114932837464543308</id><published>2006-06-03T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T17:52:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u know what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel like quitting canoeing after nationals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hiaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hate this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i won't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No one knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even me myself don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114932837464543308?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114932837464543308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114932837464543308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114932837464543308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114932837464543308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/u-know-what-i-feel-like-quitting.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114925863146905475</id><published>2006-06-02T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T22:30:31.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my evening sucked. all thanks to subway for starting it. met my mom for dinner at bout 8.40pm, then when we went subway, they said the bread jus finished. man, such a bummer. then, when we were walking to hans to eat.. it rained. stupid rite. so sway. hiaz. anyways, b4 that had training. oh well, didn't have a good training tdy, hiaz. got so much things bottled up inside but don't know how to say, hiaz. jus wished i knew how to let it all out. man, the thought crossed my mind again tdy. hiaz, don't know man. i feel so confused. hiaz, shall wait till nationals over then see how. oh well, tmr still got training at 8am. hiaz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;life is fucked up. big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114925863146905475?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114925863146905475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114925863146905475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114925863146905475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114925863146905475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-evening-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114917285817262806</id><published>2006-06-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:40:58.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't owe u anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to give u anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a chance from u&lt;br /&gt;I don't need nothing from u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ THIS, RMB THIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114917285817262806?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114917285817262806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man.. such a tiring day tdy.. morning waked up so early to go to macritchie to move the boats.. took the boats up and down.. moved up and down.. so sian la.. anyways.. then later waited with daryl and timothy for ber, xy, zhen and baba to come back to macritchie from bedok.. while we were waiting.. went to see the canoeists training at the reservoir.. man.. those ppl have damn well defined bods man.. haha.. then when the boats came back.. HAD TO UNLOAD AGAIN ! haha.. sian sia.. but at least got an extended lunch break !! haha.. training went bad for me.. not really focused... but had fun.. haha.. me and nash were like changing positions trying to see whether it was faster.. haha.. then nash go play with the K1 and cap.. haha.. but anyways.. that was training.. the highlight of the day was SOO.. haha.. we were like all sitting there waiting to keep the boats.. then he looked at saba and started singing.. haha.. it was damn hilirious ! haha.. ali saba !!! haha.. yup.. that was pretty much the day.. haha.. oh well.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114917265358714207?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114917265358714207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114917265358714207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114917265358714207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114917265358714207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/06/man.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114908989014328832</id><published>2006-05-31T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:47:13.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the request of sebas.. i shall post what happened tdy... haha.. tdy was a retarded day.. haha.. in the morning.. met denise for breakfast... then suppose to watch movie.. THEN.. WHAT HAPPENED AR ??? I WONDER LEH DENISE !!! haha.. anyways.. then i called sebas and daryl.. went out to play pool.. pool was hillirious... WE LOST THE CHALK THINGY !!! haha.. it was damn funny.. then we were like all squatting down trying to find the thing but then in the end cannot find.. daryl the hero went to get a new one !!! yeah !! haha.. so anyways.. played 9 ball and 8 ball pool.. haha.. then later went to watch movie.. x men 3.. haha.. sebas.. rmb my tiger woods picture ?? haha.. i think i'm goin to change sports liao.. time for me to go to play golf.. haha.. anyways.. x men 3 is retarded.. i swear that angle is USELESS.. he like fly fly fly only.. nv fight.. useless sia.. haha.. then scot die to early.. xavier die so early also.. haha.. then strom like only got her freaky eyes.. haha... THE BEST PART.. is THE STUPID FELLA CUT OFF THE LAST PART AFTER THE CREDITS !!! man.. time to complain to the cinema.. haha.. blogging is fun.. it's fun when u know how to blog.. haha.. man.. i'm tired.. time to slp i guess.. tmr still got to go to macritchie by 9am.. haha.. right... that's all for now.. tmr ! i shall tag again.. let's see how long i can have the patience to blog.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114908989014328832?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114908989014328832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114908989014328832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114908989014328832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114908989014328832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/05/by-request-of-sebas.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</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-29048877.post-114908444511786872</id><published>2006-05-31T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:49:17.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;man..... it's my second attempt at blogging......... argh....... ANG CHUAN TING.. haha.. all thanks to her that i'm blogging.. i don't know what to do how ??!!! haha.. i feel like a idiot when it comes to blogging.. haha.. oh well.. FIRST POST !!! haha.. Whoo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29048877-114908444511786872?l=fuelformylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/feeds/114908444511786872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29048877&amp;postID=114908444511786872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114908444511786872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29048877/posts/default/114908444511786872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuelformylife.blogspot.com/2006/05/man.html' title=''/><author><name>jasp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00916361706567510740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
