<?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-5633730</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:58:03.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY.LifE - wiTh n wItHouT u</title><subtitle type='html'>somewhere i get to pen my random thoughts and ramblings down.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link 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the night为何你cinderella 留给我一望无际的思念waiting for you i'm waiting for you waiting for you come here to my dream牵着你不断旋转一直到黑发变成了银线waiting for you waiting for you 直到永远哦忽明忽灭掩藏不可思议的美让我眩晕在悬崖边谁知一睁眼就不见waiting for you i'm waiyINK =P [[sshroomss]] shingles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110951979082227830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110951979082227830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110951979082227830' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110934498046717515</id><published>2005-02-25T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:23:00.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>firstly, realised i haven updated for a long time...but still...went out for k box todae...had a wonderful dae...dint plan to go at first. coz yinky wanted to call her frens along...but went in de endcoz she told her frens not to godid our usual routine of recording wu dingrecording jian aon tryin out all the stupid duets we never managed to sing...all sounded horrible to me..in fact.think my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110934498046717515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110934498046717515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110934498046717515' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110768209795322472</id><published>2005-02-06T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T17:28:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how pathetic..de first thing i was asked to do after arrivingwas to go the community centre.urgh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110768209795322472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110768209795322472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110768209795322472' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110706687191825201</id><published>2005-01-30T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T14:34:31.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>which japanese restaurant serves raw vegetables? as in those leafy green oneswell, de one i jsut went did...de veges were tough, chewy, elastic, etc... cldn't even swallow it after chewing for 2 mins..anyway. went for a cruise dinner todae..ok.. mebbe not a cruise.. but a small ship...wiv candles n nice lighting...n de ship will set sale for 2 hrs.. while u busk in de moonlight and enjoy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110706687191825201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110706687191825201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110706687191825201' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110701293465465424</id><published>2005-01-29T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:35:34.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its really hard work to keep a smlie on my face.10% of the time, i'm happyde remaining 90...i put on a fake smile..if onli i could find dat one person.who could turn my fake smiles into real ones.not just for 10% of the timebut for every single minute of my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110701293465465424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110701293465465424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110701293465465424' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110632224835533201</id><published>2005-01-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:44:08.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just finished 22 chapters of MVP valentine.... and i kinda discovered... that i have changed....i'm no longer the guy who watched MVP qing ren 2 yrs ago.... sittin in front of the television set, refusing to sleep, n crying to every single scene when xiao xi and duan cheng feng were seperated...to begin wiv,i didnt cry animore.okae, but thats not the pointthru this, i realised that....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110632224835533201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110632224835533201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110632224835533201' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110595739410830338</id><published>2005-01-17T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:28:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahaha.... gosh... got to put this down on my blog coz its kinda gettin too exciting for me to keep silent about it...it all started with me discovering this really cool place to club and dine in in bangkok. refer to www.bedsupperclub.com for more details...so basically... i thought this was a really cool clubbin concept... and its goin to be revolutionary if i'm goin to introduce it to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110595739410830338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110595739410830338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595739410830338' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110527864338615353</id><published>2005-01-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:50:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>second day in bangkok...sumhow managed to sleep thru de night with the aid of some anti-hystemine pills for my rashes..in fact, de pills kept me asleep all de way till 12noon...den went out wiv my mum de entire day...bought a book..my first book in fact...its entitled "beijing dolls" hahx.... full of sensuality...its actualli a diary of dis chinese girl called chen sui... n de culture of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110527864338615353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110527864338615353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110527864338615353' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110511580209925648</id><published>2005-01-08T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T00:36:42.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm actually goin to be in thailand for a mth?sigh... cant imagine now...dere's too much in singapore to do... i just dun feel like goin over...but tickets booked, plans are made.. i cant just back out lidat..-----------went out todae wiv cenz...went town for a walk.. shopping.. (hmm.. i actualli shop.. kinda amazed)..saw mani ppl i knew todae...yuxi... den jiahui n maryann... etcetc...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110511580209925648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110511580209925648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110511580209925648' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110499088712706753</id><published>2005-01-06T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T13:54:47.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder when this craze for updating my blog would end.Now that school has ended, and i'm basically slacking my day away at home in front of the televison or computer,i guess you would expect and see more updates here... (including this new skin i just uploaded) and a brand new comment box..leavin for bangkok in 2 days...and i wont be back till a mth later...gee..to my buddies who are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110499088712706753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110499088712706753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110499088712706753' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110493218698271772</id><published>2005-01-05T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:36:26.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all i want is someone who cares for mewho loves me wholeheartedlywho show that i mean something....i found her oncethen i foolishly let her gon now...no one treats me like that animore.i'm sick of this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110493218698271772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110493218698271772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110493218698271772' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110492952213466981</id><published>2005-01-05T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T20:52:02.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something's wrong with me lately...i get mood swings like once every few hours or sth..bad mood within secondsgood mood in another 5..sat down to reflect on myself last night..realised that the problem wiv me is that.i need ppl to care..i need attention..n ya.. it sux when i feel alone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110492952213466981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110492952213466981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110492952213466981' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-110459788375345152</id><published>2005-01-02T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T00:44:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven been updating much... but oh well, since its de new year, i thought it would be good to start my blog up and running again.....so mani things haf happened since de last time i've updated.... de a lvls haf ended, competitions, clubbing experiences, n de most recent.... de tsunami...its heartbreaking to see the families of those victims of the tsunami crying n stuff... n wads worse... i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110459788375345152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/110459788375345152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110459788375345152' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109776581096372476</id><published>2004-10-14T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:56:50.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dunno y i don feel like blogging lately..it was farewell todae.. cried when mr khoo gave his speech la... how embarassing...i wonder how come i haf so mani tear glands for a guy..a pretty swt poem i received on an email...Have I ever told youthat if I sit really still and silent,sometimes. I like to thinkI can hear your heart beatingin time with mine?Have I ever told youthat when I watch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109776581096372476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109776581096372476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776581096372476' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109695472233644755</id><published>2004-10-05T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T13:41:15.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its your birthdayanother year has pastah... oh well...yeaps....ah .... my fren's bdae y'dae.. but haven exactly talked to her for ages...but yah...nvm...its de heart that counts...so yah!happi bdae.. haha...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109695472233644755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109695472233644755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109695472233644755' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109654941548356461</id><published>2004-09-30T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T21:03:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>studying seem to be not working for me..sigh..i seriously wonder whygettin horribly demoralisedwhat good is a DDE when want i want is an AAB for my a levels...i studiedits not as if i didnt..urghx...i miss the RV mentality sumhow..de times where gettin 70 for marks is considered poor..now gettin a 52 and i'm considered pretty okay..urghx..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109654941548356461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109654941548356461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109654941548356461' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109568667961725390</id><published>2004-09-20T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T21:24:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109568667961725390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109568667961725390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109568667961725390' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109431711548768851</id><published>2004-09-05T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T00:58:35.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in a bad mood.. as in...a really bad mood.....why is it so hard to trust anyone at all?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109431711548768851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109431711548768851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109431711548768851' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109410179981150189</id><published>2004-09-02T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:09:59.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've got to prepare both a fast and a slow songden draw lots on stage to decide which song i'll sing firstand frm that first performance, only 5 will be selected out of de 12 finalists...gosh... i mean...wad kind of format is this?!! its kinda unfair rite...1) i cant sing fast songs2) only 5 out of 12 finalists?? (i'm already one of de number 12th in terms of singing...)3) 30% of de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109410179981150189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109410179981150189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109410179981150189' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109377920231369221</id><published>2004-08-29T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T19:33:22.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was rhapsody semi finals today... went to cineleisure k union early in de morning ALONE... n i mean.. i dint even noe dat u could bring supporters there... so there it goes... i was greeted by a group of enthusiastic 24 other  semi finalists with like 100 other ppl (their supporters)... hahz... n it does feel scary to step up stage knowing that none of ur frens are watching..but i sang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109377920231369221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109377920231369221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109377920231369221' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109315971451395781</id><published>2004-08-22T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T15:28:34.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went for hwa chong jc's ge yao yesterday... (song writing competition).. n ryan was in it! :P hahax... was very nervous for him before de entire event...well.. think the songs were pretty okae.... some of dem had realli nice tunes, nice lyrics.. but just bad singing....others had good singers, but amateurish tunes n lyrics...the best song to me was "du ping guo".... sang by ryan... lyrics by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109315971451395781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109315971451395781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109315971451395781' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109293377722887433</id><published>2004-08-20T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T00:42:57.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm going to need a BCC at least for my prelims....or i probably would breakdown or sth...urghx...i need somebody to pull me upbefore i start to drown in this deep grey ocean..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109293377722887433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109293377722887433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109293377722887433' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109275706195053128</id><published>2004-08-17T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T23:37:41.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dun see my future in universitybut i cant stop studying nowa levels r approachingn i've got to go NS.n i wanna study musicsong writing n stuffs..argh.. just where do i go frm here? : my results r shitty, my life's screwed up. ARHHHHHHH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109275706195053128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109275706195053128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275706195053128' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109256945793850283</id><published>2004-08-15T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T19:30:57.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had soccer with the guys today.. n yesterday ryan n detong slept over... =)missed talkin n plaeing de ps2 wiv those guys manz...n soccer today realli rocks...i was realli on form...at least to me...hahax...but fitness wise... i cldn't play 2 consecutive games in a row...totally breathless... =gee.. n NS is coming..cant believe it..but yup...looking forward to the man utd match later!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109256945793850283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109256945793850283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109256945793850283' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109193543308037581</id><published>2004-08-08T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T11:23:53.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love is like an imperfect circle, it has its own bumps but it goes on and on without ever ending...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109193543308037581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109193543308037581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109193543308037581' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-109059519043192234</id><published>2004-07-23T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:06:30.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gee.. gonna help teachers plae de keyboard for the songs on mother tongue day performance..and i cant believe it.. de teacher actualli said i had to take my photo to advertise de eventso i stared into de cameran she said i was too seriousso i did sth lame.. sth faggoty.. n she happily took it..... hope she doesn't put that up... sigh..aniwae... i'm beginnin to enjoy pe lessons.. haf been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109059519043192234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/109059519043192234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109059519043192234' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108990760217671428</id><published>2004-07-16T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T00:06:42.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did i say stella rocks! haha.. changed my display pic long ago.. but now that i am lookin at my blog... how come de photo is kinda.. urm.. skewed??!!ani1 has de code to make de photo look normal?hmmm... aniwae..results are bad...frm a BCD for common testsi have got like an OFF or sth for mid yrs... :( scary thinking abt it...i'm so off lah... wad kind of results is this... SIGH...N IT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108990760217671428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108990760217671428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108990760217671428' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108972289222601662</id><published>2004-07-13T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T20:48:12.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if not for.... youyah...i wont even noe she wrote such stuffs on her blog...yeaps.. so thanks for making mewake up..and yup...wad one wk r'ship?i've erased that part of my memory...if she has, so why cant i?praise God that i knew such a girlso i can fall, stand up, and be stronger.God makes wonders...i'm just so glad i've grown frm thisstupidfreakingincident.ABSTINENCENO </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108972289222601662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108972289222601662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108972289222601662' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108971204227155988</id><published>2004-07-13T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:47:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>screw up shitty mood todaytalked back at that gp teacher.... she was a total ass.i mean at least to me.so i stood uptold her wad i felt abt her method of teachingher attituden all the crap she has been blabbering ever since i attended her first gp lesson.thank gdness i dint get into trouble wiv de principal though.was preparing for de worst.but certainly felt ten times better after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108971204227155988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108971204227155988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108971204227155988' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108964279123310237</id><published>2004-07-12T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T22:33:11.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just read sth i nv thought i wld read..screw it.does a freaking 1 wk r'ship mean dat it isn't a r'ship?screw myself for loving too easilyscrew myself for ever trusting girls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108964279123310237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108964279123310237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108964279123310237' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108964268993755226</id><published>2004-07-12T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T22:31:29.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>screw itgirls suck.i mean it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108964268993755226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108964268993755226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108964268993755226' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108953674375961278</id><published>2004-07-11T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T17:05:43.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant stand itwhen i read thingsthat i dun wanna seebeen runnin a fever of 40 degrees for de past 4 days...missed econs testmissed sch..but yeathank God..fever recovered 2 days ago..must be due to those constant prayers or sth.. but my cough's still badthroat's still hoarseand my runny nose still flows like an uncontrollable tapHELPSCH IS TMRi better recoveror i'm goin to need</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108953674375961278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108953674375961278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108953674375961278' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108893395609456029</id><published>2004-07-04T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:39:16.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AH HAHin contrast, today's sunday soccer totally rocked!...assisted a few goals for michael n detong (which i rarely do considering i cant assist either)...scored a total of 7 goals!!!...managed to do a few step overs.....a little dribbling..feint shots..ARH.. today was just reali fun la...and i wonder why it was so easy.. perhaps it was coz i was playing with detong mike they all... not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108893395609456029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108893395609456029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108893395609456029' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108893376872646482</id><published>2004-07-04T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:36:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah.. yesterday was a bad day for mi out at soccer..at marvin's house court, despite my freshness and sufficient sleep, i scuffed every shot, my first touch was horrible, i felt lost at the court, manmarking my own players at times, etc...probably one of the worst outings...as a striker who camps and works very little defending, i shld haf scored many more goals than just one pathetic goal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108893376872646482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108893376872646482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108893376872646482' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108879270496878354</id><published>2004-07-03T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T02:25:04.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wait by the phone everydayBut you never callI get ready to go somewhereBut you never show upI tell you important thingsBut you never listenI say I love youBut you never answerI write you mailBut you never respondI ask if you love me, I ask if you careBut you never pay attention to me.You make me feel all alone.You make me feel unloved.You make me feel like no one cares and no one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108879270496878354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108879270496878354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108879270496878354' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108815288714607248</id><published>2004-06-25T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T16:41:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to make a JohnIngredients:5 parts success3 parts humour5 parts egoMethod:Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Top it off with a sprinkle of fitness and enjoy!Username:Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108815288714607248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108815288714607248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108815288714607248' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108815249163019833</id><published>2004-06-25T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T16:34:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 days to exams3 days = the number of days i sat down with a piece of paper in front of me (and i do not exactly mean seriously studying)Common Test Grades : B D D Mid Yr Target : D E E...i miss you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108815249163019833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108815249163019833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108815249163019833' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108739736465638734</id><published>2004-06-16T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T22:49:53.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 No-Nos when it comes to breaking up with ur other half.1) do not mail us a break up letterwe certainly do not appreciate reading a great deal of reasons why we should break up without really hearing u say those words thru ur mouth. it takes greater ability to lie through your teeth, than lie with your words2) do not make it sound as though u are at faultas much as you think that would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108739736465638734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108739736465638734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108739736465638734' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108714952806147120</id><published>2004-06-14T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T01:58:48.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is hard to love anotherafter u have lost someone u loved a lot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108714952806147120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108714952806147120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108714952806147120' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108702501984883950</id><published>2004-06-12T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T15:23:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>studies are the most important ..family de nxt ..but dont' u understand...u r as important as everyting else that is important..i claim i'm moving onbut am i really moving on?or am i treading on fast-drying cement,constantly treading on de same spot without moving forward</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108702501984883950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108702501984883950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108702501984883950' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108654649086065413</id><published>2004-06-07T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T02:28:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm to end this chapter of my life soonand begin wiv another new journey of lifei have toi mustcoz i cant continue like dis...forgettin u doesn't mean i love you less.moving on doesn't mean i've forgotton abt you.gettin on with life doesn't mean i no longer care for you.i have gone on like this for so long... so long so that i cant even remember the last day i woke up without thinking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108654649086065413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108654649086065413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108654649086065413' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108651795355894558</id><published>2004-06-06T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T18:32:33.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so long.haven't been talking.haven't been smsing.haven't even seen her around.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108651795355894558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108651795355894558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108651795355894558' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108651771718426554</id><published>2004-06-06T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T18:28:37.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so long.haven't been talking.haven't been smsing.haven't even seen her around.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108651771718426554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108651771718426554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108651771718426554' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108576512825431457</id><published>2004-05-29T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T01:25:28.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the internet world is horribleseriously horrible..i hate it when ppl leave weird notes in my blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108576512825431457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108576512825431457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108576512825431457' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108547250254830626</id><published>2004-05-25T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T16:08:22.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been thinking abt itactualli..wads so nice abt clubbingok... i've been dere, done it but never been back for a long time.personally i feelclubbing is a time for girls to flirt aroundto try to get de attention of guysto make as much noise as they can with their girlfriendsn gauge how attractive they are by how mani stares they get.for guysits a time to ogle at girlslook at the girl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108547250254830626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108547250254830626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108547250254830626' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108505837307512372</id><published>2004-05-20T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T21:06:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why singwhen singing brings abt one of the greatest tragedy in my lifei seriously would rather never have joined pj talentnightseriouslywhy sing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108505837307512372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108505837307512372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108505837307512372' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108472334146873899</id><published>2004-05-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T00:02:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm ruining my life n i don feel as though i'm doin aniting abt it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108472334146873899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108472334146873899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108472334146873899' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108463938919314844</id><published>2004-05-16T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T00:43:09.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw that old manhe lost a legcrippled and helplesshe stands looking at all the passerbystrying to sell in his hands3 packets of tissuewonder how he actualli gets past each day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108463938919314844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108463938919314844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108463938919314844' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108435762097557664</id><published>2004-05-12T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T18:27:00.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dis blog is basically quite idle....onli dat i'm writing short entries in dis everyday... prefer de other blog where no one reads it....hahz....but well..sch was okay today... did 2.4km and ran onli 1.2km when my knee decided to give away that same pain tat i felt during de test...onli dat during de test i was motivated to run... so i ran in painbut since i'm not motivated todae at all, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108435762097557664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108435762097557664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108435762097557664' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108426861916319619</id><published>2004-05-11T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T17:43:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arts day's coming up....n mebe we are singing..hahz...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108426861916319619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108426861916319619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426861916319619' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108426858331840475</id><published>2004-05-11T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T19:55:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>her memory lasted a dayyet he still loved her...like no other...watch50 first dates.. it rocked</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108426858331840475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108426858331840475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426858331840475' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108419307207123869</id><published>2004-05-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:44:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is interesting.. my tag board is showing all my past tags... just like reliving de past...oh well... enuf of crap....had a bad dae todae... was in a foul mood thru de day... walked around sch as if de whole sch offended me....argh...i want to be left aloneto live a life of solitudeof lonelinessto be in a world without emotionswithout feelings.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108419307207123869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108419307207123869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419307207123869' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108410503189632014</id><published>2004-05-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T20:20:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy mother's day to one and all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108410503189632014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108410503189632014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108410503189632014' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108393125673067068</id><published>2004-05-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T19:58:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i so love my blog here...friends who are reading this.. this blog will be dedicated to ppl who loves reading stuff abt my love lifeso if u wanna know my other blog url, sms me, email me or just msg me on msn or sth ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108393125673067068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108393125673067068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108393125673067068' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108393114612380207</id><published>2004-05-07T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T20:03:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dee dum..i will be the one to go the distance for uto be your guiding starand be there when you need mei will wipe the tears and draw a smile to your facewon't ever break your heartyou have my word on this...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108393114612380207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108393114612380207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108393114612380207' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108385655162490146</id><published>2004-05-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T23:24:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know that some ass must be reading my blog nowi don't know who you are and what u want from mebut here's wad i have got to say.....i've had enough of all the crap you have been doingtryin to find out which girls i talk to,trying to find out in school which girls i come into contact withand indirectly or directly insulting them onlineyes i admiti'm a fickle minded bastard or something.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108385655162490146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108385655162490146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108385655162490146' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108384753504589392</id><published>2004-05-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T20:48:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how do you know when you like someone?i see youyet i dare not look in ur eyesi feel your presenceand that just warms my mindi walk past youyet i look straight into the groundonly when i've walked farthen my eyes dare to look back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108384753504589392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108384753504589392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108384753504589392' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108384685867809447</id><published>2004-05-06T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T20:37:32.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm totally disappointed in my 2.4...been able to complete it around 12 mins when i go to cck stadium...but i failed it once again when it matters de most..lets just say....i'm realli really disappointed with myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108384685867809447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108384685867809447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108384685867809447' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108377422087004644</id><published>2004-05-06T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:26:53.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the future - Dave Ricein the futurewhen people ask about ur pasti wonder if i'm just a fictional characterwhether you would even mention my namein the futurewhen you look back on your lifei wonder if u would ever consider me being a part of youor whether i'm just a passing memory, waiting to diein the futurewhen you find someone elsei wonder if u would even rememberthat i was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108377422087004644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108377422087004644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108377422087004644' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108377362803930648</id><published>2004-05-06T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:17:00.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weird.. its 1210am.. n i'm feeling kinda funnyan undescribable feeling..de feeling when.. u dunno wad u are doin wiv ur life.. u duno wad is happening... u duno wad to do within de nxt hr, u want to sleep yet u cant, u want to study yet u cant, etc.. hahx.. weirdddmy rm's so quiet...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108377362803930648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108377362803930648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108377362803930648' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108374065337644091</id><published>2004-05-05T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T15:07:25.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>being someone's first n last is indeed sweet..but such rarely happens yah?your first my last... just who out there believes in this logic?...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108374065337644091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108374065337644091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108374065337644091' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108367173040289332</id><published>2004-05-04T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T19:58:14.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to a specialist to check wads wrong wiv my knee and foot..took an x-ray, etc..n realised dat de bone structure in my legs were totally wrong..and i officially have certified flat foot...n supposedly haf sum "soft ligament" problem that is heditary.. (which my parents dont haf)....weird.... hahax... my parents dont haf it, yet its herditary....n so... i apprently can bend and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108367173040289332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108367173040289332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108367173040289332' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108366279021642757</id><published>2004-05-04T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:45:19.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Promises aren't always kept, prayers are not always answered nor do wishes always come true.so true, ain't it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108366279021642757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108366279021642757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108366279021642757' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108358867630615310</id><published>2004-05-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T21:27:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just Friends.We enjoy each others companybut for the most part, we avoid it.We pretend there is nothing there.We're just friends.Every time we meet, it's awkward at first.We check our guard and put up the walls.We're just friends that's all.We call each other on the phone,and always have a good excuse for doing so.Do friends need an excuse?No they don't, thats why we talkWe can talk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108358867630615310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108358867630615310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108358867630615310' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108350929256707119</id><published>2004-05-02T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T22:51:21.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arhi'm feeling fat...-sigh-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108350929256707119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108350929256707119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108350929256707119' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108348217424815172</id><published>2004-05-02T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T15:19:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love? wads that?forever? eternity? huh? are those words in de dictionary?missing ya? wad??? missing? dont get u.hahz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108348217424815172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108348217424815172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108348217424815172' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108343136467210055</id><published>2004-05-02T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T01:12:32.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too serious too soon - gareth gatesi wonder where you arei wonder what you're thinking about tonighti wonder...maybe you're alonemaybe you've been crying just like mei wonderi don't know why i lost your touchmaybei wanted to be loved too muchtoo serious too sooni wanted you to love mei wanted to be there for youlike no one else beforetoo serious too sooni wanted you to love me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108343136467210055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108343136467210055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108343136467210055' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108342779914967338</id><published>2004-05-02T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T00:13:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arggh arggh arggggggggggggggggh.....john khoo chew meng.wads wrong wiv u</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108342779914967338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108342779914967338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108342779914967338' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108342769855533627</id><published>2004-05-02T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T00:11:26.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to suffer in silence....to suffer alone....hahz....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108342769855533627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108342769855533627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108342769855533627' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108337704257268740</id><published>2004-05-01T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T10:07:10.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wake upi look at my hpi realise...that this feelingis not exactlyvery great.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108337704257268740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108337704257268740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108337704257268740' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108333354565888485</id><published>2004-04-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T22:02:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k box rulz n rocksthanks suying...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108333354565888485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108333354565888485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108333354565888485' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108333112019461751</id><published>2004-04-30T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T21:22:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got a horrible miserable mark for my lit assignmentmy studies goin down de drainand so is my life.i'm thankful thoughthat i can seek solace in..in..music.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108333112019461751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108333112019461751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108333112019461751' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108329726556555730</id><published>2004-04-30T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T11:57:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mm...seriously, wads wrong with boybands if they can present music in a way much better way than certain bands?i'm not the type to piss ppl off..but seriously, some guy out there has got to keep his jealousy checked...first, he thinks his band deserved more to win when they didntand now he goes round proclaiming as though he's one of the best rock band member or sth...if God gives u a good</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108329726556555730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108329726556555730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108329726556555730' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108325029889546377</id><published>2004-04-29T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T22:54:44.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a surprise phone call...hahx..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108325029889546377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108325029889546377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108325029889546377' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108320834981994809</id><published>2004-04-29T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T11:15:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something has to be done to myself..... i actualli signed out againbut yeaabout 4 ppl dint come to sch todaeand jole's even better... she has gone to like relax or sth....i need a break tooi need a break frm schfrm lifehow nice if i was some rich kid nowden i can go rent some hotel and live dere alone for a few daysgo for spas...etc..but yea... i'm worrying for myselfhave never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108320834981994809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108320834981994809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108320834981994809' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108315821975062111</id><published>2004-04-28T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T21:20:04.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahzmy mind's in a whirl..why are some things just so crueli won't mind gettin struck by lightning if i can just end my misery</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108315821975062111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108315821975062111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108315821975062111' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108314390535374160</id><published>2004-04-28T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T17:21:30.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A R G H . J O H N  K H O O S U C K S ....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108314390535374160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108314390535374160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108314390535374160' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108314252454076105</id><published>2004-04-28T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T20:23:47.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i realli cant believe it... why de heck am i so emotional?pioneerama was a breeze to me todae... it just went pass just like dat...whether it was good or not, i didnt care animoreits fate... i guess...yeah..walked out of sch wiv mike clem n cam..seriously, i hate myselfi just retreated into a world of  my own...dint even bother talkin to dem..n when i went on de bus wiv mike... i just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108314252454076105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108314252454076105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108314252454076105' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108308180437492319</id><published>2004-04-28T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T00:06:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pioneer rama tomorrow...mi n clem are goin to sing 'i miss u like crazy'its a realli meaningful songand every bit of de lyrics does cry out to me i guess?its always good singing a song u can relate to...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108308180437492319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108308180437492319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108308180437492319' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108303263282932921</id><published>2004-04-27T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T10:26:56.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wo3 jue2 de2 ni3 hen3 xing4 fu2, ke2 yi3 xuan3 zhe2 ai4 wo3 huo4 bu4 ai4 wo3... dan4 wo3 zhi3 neng2 xuan3 zhe2 ai4 ni3 huo4 gen4 ai4 ni3..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108303263282932921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108303263282932921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108303263282932921' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108303135561175805</id><published>2004-04-27T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T10:05:39.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sitting in the library now coz its free period as usuali wonder why i come to shcool on tuesdays when all i come for is lit and GP...had sum sex STD aids talk just now...seriously... wads wrong wiv teenagers nowadays...the whole value of marriage and sex and relationships seem to be totally tarnished and diminisihng...----the past week have been painful...and so will tis week..i still </summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108298611903137984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108298611903137984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108298611903137984' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108288454225029847</id><published>2004-04-25T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T17:18:44.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm in the mood of popping a few sleeping pills in my mouthand sleep and sleepand sleeptill the nxt morning rises again.</summary><link rel='edit' 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song.... played tennis wiv my cousin for a while..den i went to swim at my condo alone....it rocks to be alone..... when u're tryin to put all ur frustratinos at the back of ur mind....it feels great to be in the chilling pool on a hot day, looking up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108288405012704376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108288405012704376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108288405012704376' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108281190953439204</id><published>2004-04-24T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T21:08:10.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>college day today..tried to force a smile on my face thru de daybut was feelin realli realli touchyplayed squash.. smashed de ball as hard as i could todae..but my mind wasn't on squashden i sat down in de court alone..crying at the pain i'm feelingno one understands mi at alli cant tell ani1 how i'm feelingno one knows..and i'm in this alone...coz u're gone....i tell myself i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108281190953439204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108281190953439204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108281190953439204' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108272135206929988</id><published>2004-04-23T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T19:59:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i really cant....i really cant...just 3 hours at home.. n dis is happening...i cant..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108272135206929988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108272135206929988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108272135206929988' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108271989825922279</id><published>2004-04-23T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T19:34:38.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is a sad day.it was a sad day.it is going to be a sad day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108271989825922279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108271989825922279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108271989825922279' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108270980347893150</id><published>2004-04-23T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T16:46:22.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've heard this time n time again... but it nv reali got into my mind before..not until today's lit lessonsduring shiqi, suying's and seehong's presentationat the end of the slide was a quote"love is not about receiving, its about giving unconditionally"i fought back my tears at the sight of that quotebut it certainly gave me the strength to continue with the day..... strongly...</summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108245523799450777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108245523799450777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108245523799450777' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108244407224496969</id><published>2004-04-20T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T14:57:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm still lostseriously wads happeningsleeping to forget ur troubles certainly doesn't work on me anymore</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108244407224496969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108244407224496969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108244407224496969' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108243162188537860</id><published>2004-04-20T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T11:32:39.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When our loneliness drives us away from ourselves into the arms of the companions in life, we are in fact, driving ourselves into excruciating relationships, tiring friendships and suffocating embraces.no friend or love, no husband or wife, no community or commune will be able to rest our deepest cravings for unity and holdness..i drifted into school today at 8am. one more latecoming and i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108243162188537860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108243162188537860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108243162188537860' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108238561751345812</id><published>2004-04-19T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T22:43:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>answer to my prayers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108238561751345812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108238561751345812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108238561751345812' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108227874258233999</id><published>2004-04-18T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T17:14:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>soccer today... dere were like mani teams la... but it was fun... de feeling of wanting to win n stay on for de nxt game..my team was probably one of de weakest there.considering that mike deserted us.. but well... stil had andy, his fren jasman, chyewei and another pj guy.. and of coz goalkeeper fantastic marvin (he was on form today).. we gelled quite well, considering its de first time we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108227874258233999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108227874258233999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108227874258233999' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108220743209084509</id><published>2004-04-17T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T21:13:52.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.sense of insecurity.it lies in my hands.to be or not to beits a matter of choice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108220743209084509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108220743209084509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108220743209084509' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108213272876781661</id><published>2004-04-17T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T00:28:21.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the school is seriously stupidwhy make us go back on a saturday to take a stupid lit test?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108213272876781661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108213272876781661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213272876781661' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108211231263099427</id><published>2004-04-16T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T00:27:28.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i so love my hair nowserves me right for not goin to monsoon...i always haf this tendency to want to try out new hairstylists n regret my choice much laterhelp... :(haha... oh well.. mike went to cut hair wiv me.. and at least he looks fine... serves me right for always tryin fanciful weird patterns... arhhh.... when will i ever learn frm my lesson.... oh well..wadeva it is.. tmr's gooin to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108211231263099427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108211231263099427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108211231263099427' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108203907782065219</id><published>2004-04-15T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T22:27:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as much as i don't think i'll make itwatchin american idol on tv certainly makes me feel like singing n joining singapore idol... :Ssighx..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108203907782065219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108203907782065219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108203907782065219' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633730.post-108202871211431830</id><published>2004-04-15T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T19:34:43.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>terrible headache today.. so i dint go to school..i woke up wiv like throbbing pain... think i sprained my neck slightly also...was pretty uncomfortable.... kept tossin n turning in bed and being unable to sleep coz of de headache...got better after 4 panadols though...ironic.. slept at 10pm yesterday... by far de longest sleep i ever had.. n i had to wake up wiv a headache... oh well...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108202871211431830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633730/posts/default/108202871211431830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpotatojk.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108202871211431830' title=''/><author><name>john</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257678485732431880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
