<?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-6311259</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:35:29.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-9188904015249900788</id><published>2008-12-09T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:17:53.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's about how i thought i understood you. or maybe i really do.what happened that day, it wasn't like you at all. Defies your personality. So much i wanna tell you, argue with you, express my anger/disappointment that i felt that day, show u that i'm right about you, but all i can do is pretend nothing's wrong between us. So fake.why? Maybe cause you would disagree even if i got it right, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9188904015249900788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9188904015249900788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-about-how-i-thought-i-understood.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-1488642603760053417</id><published>2008-11-21T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:58:14.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I'm abit lag. This happened last week and it still puzzles the shit outta me.It's been so long.. but I think I still can't understand you.Case closed? Only cause you don't wanna talk about it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1488642603760053417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1488642603760053417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-884874353337800837</id><published>2008-11-13T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:52:44.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so glad that my pic in the previous post managed to irritate the shit outta my tpjc soccer coach mr nordin. roflmao</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/884874353337800837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/884874353337800837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-glad-that-my-pic-in-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-1389022489334168567</id><published>2008-11-12T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:53:28.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And let's not forget...I know, i know, this was last season, but this is what you call a real convincing win. Can't wait for the top 4 to face United at Old trafford.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1389022489334168567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1389022489334168567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-i-know-this-was-last-season-but.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/SRm3Hy2XvSI/AAAAAAAAACs/FKa-KyX4HMo/s72-c/manu_arsenal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-2462682729758652466</id><published>2008-11-10T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:05:32.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the nightmares still flash in my head, miss after missI still can't comprehend how the fuck we managed to lose that game.That's the beauty of football though,cruel yet beautiful.Oh man I love football, and my wonderful United.We lost but we lost with pride,well done Arsenal you guys have been worthy opponents.United boss Sir Alex Ferguson called it ''fantasy football'', while Wenger added: ''It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2462682729758652466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2462682729758652466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/nightmares-still-flash-in-my-head-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7554839454192156264</id><published>2008-11-09T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:51:35.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a humid Saturday afternoon at Ashburton Groveall I remember were the crowd's deafening roarsand the torrential rain pouring down on the pitch.I knew this was it, this was the special dayThe life of a striker, simple as it seemsbut hell no, the world's weight lies on your shoulders.Dimitar received a ball inside the box.Brilliantly as always, he twisted and released Cristiano at the far </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7554839454192156264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7554839454192156264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-humid-saturday-afternoon-at.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-5231356889737602287</id><published>2008-11-09T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:32:42.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"We were both young when I first saw youI closed my eyes and the flashback startsI'm standing thereOn a balcony in summer air""See the lights, see the party, the ball gownsI see you make your way through the crowdAnd say helloLittle did I know""That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebblesAnd my daddy said, "stay away from Juliet"And I was crying on the staircaseBegging you, please don't goAnd I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/5231356889737602287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/5231356889737602287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-were-both-young-when-i-first-saw-you.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7856923211433020607</id><published>2008-11-03T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:02:45.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're just a joke, right from your name, to your physical shape, to the naive way of thinking you're entitled to everything that everyone else has. Beggars don't get to choose, please, they eat whatever's given to them.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7856923211433020607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7856923211433020607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/11/youre-just-joke-right-from-your-name-to.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-2334187946676431116</id><published>2008-10-27T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:19:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is gonna be a "sinister" post, so buzz off if u ain't interested. I'm just secretly laughing at how some people's idiosyncrasy shows their utmost stupidity and highlights the low-class standards of their nature.First of all, if you're already inferior, don't comment and undermine what people say and do. Speaks a whole lot of shit about you and it even shines the spotlight on your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2334187946676431116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2334187946676431116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-gonna-be-sinister-post-so-buzz.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7110347092077972080</id><published>2008-09-14T05:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T05:23:03.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Liverpool 2 Manchester United 1The defeat hurts. First of all, let me stress this. It's not just about the performance and the scoreline, but it's just LIVERPOOL.And also, starting so well and ended up like this.Don't get me wrong, United were outplayed in midfield most of the game, and arguably deserved to get at most a point from this game. But fuck, we're supposed to be champions of England, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7110347092077972080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7110347092077972080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/09/liverpool-2-manchester-united-1-defeat.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-2202599007743870049</id><published>2008-08-12T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:27:07.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fabian is a jackass who likes to pangseh others. zzz so much for acting like an angel on ur blog. Ur the kind of people that don't deserve to be trusted.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2202599007743870049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2202599007743870049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/08/fabian-is-jackass-who-likes-to-pangseh_12.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7434023397929790002</id><published>2008-08-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:42:55.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fabian is a jackass who likes to pangseh others. zzz so much for acting like an angel on ur blog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7434023397929790002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7434023397929790002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/08/fabian-is-jackass-who-likes-to-pangseh.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-8889035335292692606</id><published>2008-08-09T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:59:37.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boring people. people with all sorts of excuses. whatever</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8889035335292692606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8889035335292692606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/08/boring-people.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-1384294852556132528</id><published>2008-08-04T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:50:47.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think i'm crazy. I keep having the urge to go clubbing. The neeeeeed to socialize and drink hahahJust received email from NUS business today about some event that they're having and I recognized a few familiar e-mails: gnefgnor_7@hotmail.comsyen89@hotmail.commichael_owen89@hotmail.comHaha! Not bad.. there's 3 guys that I know who are entering in 2010 with me. Jiunhoe, Rongfeng and Syen Yuin, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1384294852556132528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1384294852556132528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-received-email-from-nus-business.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-9039668843230582704</id><published>2008-07-28T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T02:00:16.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interrupted by fireworks"dilly dally shilly shally"I like it when she says that. It just brings out the cuteness in her.That night seemed like yesterday, when you suddenly came knocking on the door. "Lets go on the date you promised me" you said. I was kinda surprised, I didn't think you would be serious, not to mention we were right in the middle of a mission. At first I just stood there, not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9039668843230582704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9039668843230582704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/interrupted-by-fireworks-dilly-dally.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-6839881061260400653</id><published>2008-07-24T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:51:34.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my favourite rpg/movie of all time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6839881061260400653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6839881061260400653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-favourite-rpgmovie-of-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/SIiWuQGYa3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0QgSWrBwSEE/s72-c/ff7ov3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-9078042220554875066</id><published>2008-07-20T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:29:11.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>match ended 2-0 to vjc.was getting ready for a hot match, god knowsit rained straight after kick-off.everyone was drenched and the ball skidded on the surfacewhich i freaking hated.Played right wing in first half since Benedict wasn't here yet.First half was rather of damage reducing, trying to get into the game.Only memorable chance i got was when i played a cutting through pass from the rightto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9078042220554875066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9078042220554875066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/match-ended-2-0-to-vjc.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-6759454318124726677</id><published>2008-07-18T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:33:10.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think u fully deserve every single piece of shit that you've got. one shouldn't complain too much when u bring things upon yourself and do nothing about it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6759454318124726677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6759454318124726677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-u-fully-deserve-every-single.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7840370284197770944</id><published>2008-07-17T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:32:20.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breathtaking. Just caught Dark Knight at TM. Hahah guess I got tempted into watching and not wait for Saturday. But not too bad, was  seated 7 rows from the front so managed to get a good view. By far the best movie of the year. What can I say but Christopher Nolan is a genius! Shall not spoil it for u guys who haven't watched, but this movie is a must-watch! Nonstop action from start to finish, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7840370284197770944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7840370284197770944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/breathtaking.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/SH9W0OX3SNI/AAAAAAAAABs/sZFhqdBJrBE/s72-c/tdkintpostertripmedtj2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-8091483339530291026</id><published>2008-07-17T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:35:21.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Call me outdated, whatever, I just realized Heath Ledger is dead. Died few months after they finished filming Dark Knight. I guess when I watch it this weekend, I'm gonna have a greater sense of purpose. TPJC`07 vs VJC`07     20th July 2008 @ VJC stadiumwow am i gonna be shagged out, we only got 12 players available this weekend.i was born to tell you i love youand i am torn to do what i have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8091483339530291026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8091483339530291026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/call-me-outdated-whatever-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-794333961799035561</id><published>2008-07-14T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:05:21.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/794333961799035561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/794333961799035561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/click-to-view-my-personality-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-958483311009964772</id><published>2008-07-13T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:29:00.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the saddest moments in gaming history: Aeris's death in Final Fantasy 7, published in 1997,i still remember tearing a little when i saw this video while playing and my mom was kinda shocked, wondering what happened. I guess this is how it feels like to lose a loved one just like that..Below: The video taken from Advent Children in 2005. Technology changes many things huh? Cloud and Aeris </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/958483311009964772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/958483311009964772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-of-saddest-moments-in-gaming.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7065001984208574548</id><published>2008-07-13T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T07:42:18.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know I can't smile without youI can't smile without youI can't laugh and I can't singI'm finding it hard to do anythingYou see I feel sad when you're sadI feel glad when you're gladIf you only knew what I'm going throughI just can't smile without youYou came along just like a songAnd brightened my dayWho would have believed that you were part of a dreamNow it all seems light years awayNow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7065001984208574548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7065001984208574548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-know-i-cant-smile-without-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-9194998487954500684</id><published>2008-07-12T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:49:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I swore I wouldn't go MOS ever again last time, but last night was different. We wanted to try for zouk but we ended up going too late and tickets were sold out. But it wasn't that bad after all, though Zouk will definitely be more happening and less squeezy than MOS. There was this girl that I danced with, she was rather cute in her black and silver silky dress, she had brown hair which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9194998487954500684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9194998487954500684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-i-swore-i-wouldnt-go-mos-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-5195553696126993520</id><published>2008-07-06T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:44:14.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was browsing through some songs on playlist and I found the acoustic version of Only One by Yellowcard. This song was one of my fav songs in sec sch, oh the good old days. And so.. I uploaded it here. My dream is to one day learn to play the acoustic guitar, so that playing this song as well as other great ones would be made possible. Darn, if only I had the time and discipline to practice.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/5195553696126993520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/5195553696126993520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/was-browsing-through-some-songs-on.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7617867474806366748</id><published>2008-07-02T20:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:16:14.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and so the lion fell in love with the lambCan't believe this book was so freaking cheap! 15 bucks for a book that's an international bestseller. I love these kinda books, and this one fits the bill for one that keeps me glued to the pages. It's a vampire love novel.Have been hearing about this book for ages, and as seen from the poster, there's gonna be a movie about this book coming soon. Good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7617867474806366748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7617867474806366748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-so-lion-fell-in-love-with-lamb-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/SGtvOpVt0aI/AAAAAAAAABk/tEOghNIkbZE/s72-c/twilight-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-6349579908445811029</id><published>2008-06-30T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:03:47.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>torrential despairAfter a few months of going through the army, I realized I often talk to myself, much more than I had before I enlisted. Those moments under the sweltering heat, the days we leopard-crawled till our elbows bled, the unreasonable punishment we had to endure, the moment there was live-firing and I put my entire soul into the single bullet and fired..those quiet moments allowed my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6349579908445811029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6349579908445811029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/torrential-despair-after-few-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-3026408153444010407</id><published>2008-06-30T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:05:05.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he sees you the same way as i do, and it's left you wondering..but it's too late is it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/3026408153444010407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/3026408153444010407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/he-sees-you-same-way-as-i-do-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-8263210607108182405</id><published>2008-06-29T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:10:51.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Euro08 has exceeded expectations so far, dramatic moments all the way from the group stages, the quarter finals, semis to the final tonight. Underdogs winning teams like Portugal, Holland. France getting owned. Russia rising up to the challenge. Who says a tournament without England would be boring?Tonight, it ends. Meeting the guys @ around 1.30 at simpang. Gotta be there an hour early or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8263210607108182405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8263210607108182405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-euro08-has-far-exceeded.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/SGeHZbyDr5I/AAAAAAAAABc/EusA3l1NKvg/s72-c/final-war-no-ballack-top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-8770181731976173671</id><published>2008-06-29T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:47:31.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got kinda spooked out. It was 1am, I entered the lift of my block and there I pressed 6. Up the elevator went, my mind was distracted by the song of my ipod. There was the usual "ring" that sounded each time you reached your destination. So i stepped out of the lift, looking forward to a cool shower, a short workout and bedtime after a rather tiring day. Little did i know..After I came out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8770181731976173671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/8770181731976173671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-got-kinda-spooked-out.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7010978599039593336</id><published>2008-06-23T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:23:37.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wake me up insideThese few days of deep thought has really taught me quite a lot of things. Something which is hard to obtain/get may not necessarily be what's best or suitable for you. At the end of the day, it's up to you if you can accept it as it is or rather live moments of regret. One of the examples would be my choice of NUS in place of SMU. Sure, there's loads of competition for a place </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7010978599039593336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7010978599039593336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/wake-me-up-inside-these-few-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-6475414194712302591</id><published>2008-06-22T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:09:42.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got back home after a rather fun filled day :) Zohan was hilariously funny! Though it contained a lot of horny sex stuff but this was the first time i had such a great laugh after a long time. Not to mention SOMEONE spilt popcorn all over the floor until my converse shoe's sole was full of it. It's okay I don't blame you :DI got a selection headache now..my SMU application was sent in with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6475414194712302591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6475414194712302591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-got-back-home-after-rather-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-2878423457756896086</id><published>2008-06-21T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T11:38:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know, i always had a feeling something was weird and wrong. and my gut feelings proved right after all. i ain't the only one who guessed it about u all this time.like dodo and the rest said theres ALOT of people who think that way as well.its a mirage, a masquerade, but somehow you've exposed way too much. things are not as simple as it seems, all we have to do is look deeper into the picture</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2878423457756896086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2878423457756896086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-know-i-always-had-feeling-something.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-388542751244320470</id><published>2008-06-18T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:26:22.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's my postMoving at twilight speedit was just another corner on the serpentone i adore the most.In the windows to your soul was the twinkleone that could make mine lock unto yoursand never let go.Lord Chronos seemed to make time waitas I savoured the sweetness that was beheld.There were times we laughedat the simplest being before us.Or the harmless lies of rubbishthat exposed your sweet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/388542751244320470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/388542751244320470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/06/heres-my-post-moving-at-twilight-speed.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-2759718677770656049</id><published>2008-05-23T00:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:56:19.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    Football is a very special game, maybe not to you guys but to me. Last weekend, I was devastated as I thought I would miss the Champions League Final between Man United and Chelsea. I went around surveying other United fans who were bound to miss the game cause of in-camp duties and all they replied were a meek "nothing we can do about it". Sometimes I really wonder if they really called </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2759718677770656049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2759718677770656049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/05/football-is-very-special-game-maybe-not.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/SDWc75nvmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/8CMKjHNGSkU/s72-c/picture_cristiano_ronaldo_389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-6839738862301265490</id><published>2008-01-27T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:16:22.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the early morning marchwith the field pack on my backand my shirt is full of sweatwhen the cold wind blowsi know i knowyou have to goso hurry back homecause i miss you so.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6839738862301265490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6839738862301265490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-early-morning-march-with-field-pack.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-6873670119373977750</id><published>2007-11-30T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T06:14:30.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6873670119373977750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6873670119373977750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/11/maybe-god-wants-us-to-meet-few-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7223986646140083949</id><published>2007-11-23T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T18:40:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saw this awesome soccer video on youtube. love it when i watch these inspiring videos, remember whatever we do in life, never give up! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7223986646140083949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7223986646140083949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/11/saw-this-soccer-video-on-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-2776887988978097732</id><published>2007-11-13T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T16:52:39.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feelthepassion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2776887988978097732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2776887988978097732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/11/feelthepassion.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hYgfzfiUSIw/Rzllsw7MdmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kgJMLxzY8C8/s72-c/capwp5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311259.post-6584875873031399728</id><published>2007-11-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:36:47.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"One Last Song"Take my hand, touch my faceLet me feel your embraceLet me see in your eyesThat you won’t say goodbyeJust tell me how you feelI don’t know what you’re thinking anymoreAnd if you need me, you’d kiss meThen tell me how you feelAnd if you want me, you’d show meThat your love is for realAnd if you love meYou’d hold me in your arms where I belongSo while I’m feeling strongI sing you one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6584875873031399728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/6584875873031399728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-last-song-take-my-hand-touch-my.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-2443972824919310431</id><published>2007-10-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:27:43.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Girl, i pray that you'll be as smart and wise as i think as you are. if i were to tell you what's really going on..i don't think you're gonna believe me. No, not from my mouth.all i can do now is wait and see, don't wish for you to become like her and so many others, broken inside with tears in your eyes.all i ask is look at me for once, not with eyes of a lover, forget all the feelings between </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2443972824919310431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/2443972824919310431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/10/girl-i-pray-that-youll-be-as-smart-and.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-9019826151128219344</id><published>2007-10-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:46:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ever had a lost love, broken relationship, someone losing their love for you? well then this song's suited for you.. cause we're all empty.The Click Five - EmptyTried to take a pictureOf loveDidn't think I'd miss herThat muchI wanna fill this new frameBut it's EmptyTried to write a letterIn inkIt's been getting betterI thinkI've got a piece of paperBut it's EmptyIt's EmptyMaybe we're tryingTrying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9019826151128219344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9019826151128219344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/10/ever-had-lost-love-broken-relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-9036667313925287630</id><published>2007-09-24T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:00:00.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes we have to draw a line. too much of a good thing is never good. when enough is enough, we walk away</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9036667313925287630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9036667313925287630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-we-have-to-draw-line.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-5079358472678639619</id><published>2007-09-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:45:37.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4 words: ankle.torn.again.hurtsLet me light up the sky,Light it up for you.Let me tell you why,I would die for you.Let me light up the sky,Light it up for you.Let me make this mine,I'll ignite for you.Let me light up the sky,Just for you tonight.Let me help you fly,Cause you won't have time.To cover your eyes,Or get your disguise,They won't ask you why,They just watch you die.And it's still so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/5079358472678639619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/5079358472678639619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/09/4-words-ankle.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-1655257418908438507</id><published>2007-09-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:27:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we'll never get anywhere if we can't be honest with each other.and it's not like what you think. what's over is overlinkin park songs are best when you're feeling fucked up abt everything. the lyrics seem to be always about how you feel.supposed to take a nap but my parents TALKED LOUDLY WHEN THEY KNEW i was sleeping. so i flared up and went out to shout.prelims are 4 days away and im not even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1655257418908438507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/1655257418908438507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-never-get-anywhere-if-we-cant-even.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7712124364175255098</id><published>2007-06-06T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T02:18:11.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life has it's own way of creating ups and downs in many people's worlds, precisely why it's so great. last night someone asked me a question that left me thinking for ages : Do you miss someone?Immediately my mind thought of someone whom I had a connection with for a long time, or even affinity. Even though the person is virtually gone, I realized that I owe you big time for leaving such a big </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7712124364175255098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7712124364175255098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-has-its-own-way-of-creating-ups.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-4331027815453372625</id><published>2007-05-30T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:15:35.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its a long post.. so don't read it at 1 shot if you cant. this story is not fictional, its based on real characters. Alas, enjoy.-- Start --Year: 2000Kevin, in many ways, seems like a normal guy living out his secondary school life. He's in sec 3, in a prominent boy's school, had average results, and basically didn't have many enemies in school.Unfortunately, he didn't have many friends either. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/4331027815453372625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/4331027815453372625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-3200222825580073948</id><published>2007-05-12T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:11:17.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After my dreamingI woke with this fear.What am I leaving,When I am done here?So if you’re asking me I want you to know…When my time comesForget the wrong that I’ve doneHelp me leave behind some reason to be missed.And don’t resent meAnd when you’re feeling emptyKeep me in your memoryLeave out all the rest, leave out all the rest.Don’t be afraidOf taking my beatingsOf shit behind me.I’m strong on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/3200222825580073948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/3200222825580073948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-my-dreaming-i-woke-with-this-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-7751032113971963071</id><published>2007-05-11T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:43:26.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now the aftermath of the first "real" a div match i have played, after reaching home i still can't get over how we lost to jjc. we played well in the first half, ran them all over. from guo en's shot hitting the post, swen's 1 on 1 saved and my shot being saved at the rebound, and nazim's header just grazing the crossbar after a good counter attack and cross from daniel. and we didn't have the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7751032113971963071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/7751032113971963071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-aftermath-of-first-real-div-match-i.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-3653752908904754957</id><published>2007-05-04T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:53:16.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is a long journey, and i'll seek and live the dreamwith or without you.If you stay, i'll devote myself to you and i'll be thereanytime anyday anywhere.if you choose to go, i'll just find anotherto bring to the rainbow.passionate</summary><link rel='edit' 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helping you last the dayfor a brighter tomorrow.the hands of time held no mercyas we faded away into the shadows.every love song reminded me of youthe one that's so pure and always true.i tried to salvage usbut each time you were far away..so i decided to be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9085586811097706390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/9085586811097706390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/04/your-spderman-its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-116923125737008331</id><published>2007-01-20T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T02:27:37.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's the same old story.you guys probably heard it many times already.i never have any luck with injuries. Down I go again with a muscle strain near my hip/thigh. it's called the sprinting muscle to many people. the doctor said i would be back in about 2 weeks. its been a week now and i have been feeling minimum pain on the muscle for the past few days. so i took a risk and ran 3.2km yesterday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116923125737008331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116923125737008331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-same-old-story.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-116740992979676412</id><published>2006-12-30T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T00:32:09.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WARNING: this post contains pictures not for the faint-hearted.Went to ahs today again to play soccer. cca orientation was over in the morning but couldn't make it there to watch cause had Ogl meeting. Fortunately the weather was great today, there seems to be a pattern, rain 1 day dry 1 day, rinse and repeat. after playing for a while was frustrated with my team, we lost a few matches cause </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116740992979676412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116740992979676412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/12/warning-this-post-contains-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-116694912171305468</id><published>2006-12-24T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T16:32:01.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>santa oh santai've been a good boy the whole yearbut you don't have to come visit me tonight.cause you've already given methe best thing that i could have ever wanted.throughout the days and months,her smile lingered and brightened each day.started off a long time ago which seemed so near,she was an angel crying away,then i looked into her eyes and knewshe's anything but ordinary.and i pray for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116694912171305468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116694912171305468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/12/santa-oh-santa-ive-been-good-boy-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-116551497642620079</id><published>2006-12-08T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:11:04.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>long long time agoi can still rememberhow that music used to make me smilehad training today in the morning. malcolm and shawn tan came along for a "trial" over few weeks. congrats mao for finally getting ur wish to train with the team.. the rest is all in your hands. work hard these few weeks and impress the coach =) as usual it rained when we were training set pieces and i got a rather lucky </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116551497642620079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116551497642620079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-long-time-ago-i-can-still.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-116464732654978869</id><published>2006-11-28T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:53:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>during the weekend went to work at United World College of SouthEast Asia. For those who don't know what this place is, its an international school for students at Dover, its like a primary, secondary school and jc combined with grades 1 to 12.its just next to ACSi. kelvin's taekwando instructor at Meridian gave us this job lobang as he was also giving taekwando lessons at this school. basically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116464732654978869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116464732654978869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/11/during-weekend-went-to-work-at-united.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-116430792145365088</id><published>2006-11-24T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:52:01.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright have been mia for quite a while. i just cant have a breather to blog abt anythin or whatever. maybe its just im plain lazy haha. 3 things in my life that has taken away my precious time : SOCCER promos and the dreaded PW.promos was quite alright, passed all, of course i know i could have done better. throughout the year im guilty of not doing tutorials to prepare for lessons. JC is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116430792145365088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/116430792145365088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/11/alright-have-been-mia-for-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-115365490360481073</id><published>2006-07-23T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T19:44:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn that guy who sent a two legged tackle to me on friday.was i too fast for u that u had no choice but to bring me down huh?at first i felt just a little sore but after 2 days im feeling the effects of that challengemy ankle hurtsand just when my right wrist was recoveringafter numerous days wearing that cast in schoolwhack!down i go and now my left hand hurts toowhat now wear 2 casts to school</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115365490360481073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115365490360481073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/07/damn-that-guy-who-sent-two-legged.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-115349496386488937</id><published>2006-07-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:16:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hows life nowadays?up and down i guessthese 3 words sum it allpast few trainings went by pretty smoothlyi think im slowly bonding with my new soccer mateswas selected for the "first team" the team that the coach pickedi guess im still in a dilemma about which position to play thoughi cant play an out-and-out striker to chase long balls cos i dont have the bursting speedso i chose to play </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115349496386488937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115349496386488937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/07/hows-life-nowadays-up-and-down-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-115137744491519754</id><published>2006-06-27T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:04:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A girl in love asked her boyfriend..Girl (g): Tell me... who do you love most in this world?Boy (b): You, of course!(g): In your heart, what am I to you?(b): The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib."In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep; God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve.Every man has been searching </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115137744491519754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115137744491519754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/06/girl-in-love-asked-her-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-115134833732240609</id><published>2006-06-27T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T02:58:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"holidays are over but it doesnt mean school is starting"interesting quote from sohtoday was maths exam, spent countless hours at airport and t-mart mac studyin wif mj peeps. initially had no confidence but the paper turned out okay aft all though i already lost 10 marks.my sis said it was so-so only, of course, she wasnt allowed to be involved in setting itseriously i dont feel the urgency of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115134833732240609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/115134833732240609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/06/holidays-are-over-but-it-doesnt-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-114848998740120561</id><published>2006-05-25T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:59:47.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things seem to be settling in right now. i can't say my class is the perfect class to be. my mjc class was still much cosier and fun to be with. my current class don't seem to be as united though..oh well never expected much from tpjc anyway. had my first few training sessions with the team already, the maximum we ran was 6 rounds. no wonder we can't match up with other sch teams for 90 mins. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/114848998740120561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/114848998740120561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-seem-to-be-settling-in-right.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-114283763760699175</id><published>2006-03-20T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T14:53:57.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tpjc is NOT a nice place to study in. the corridors are so dim, classrooms are so small, the people are so not-high there. wheres the mood to study?  i tink i gonna come out of tpjc a totally changed person if it continues like this. yeah i'll become a moodless zombie. and u noe wad? its all AHS's fault i cant get back into meridian. and im not talking about the students there but the teachers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/114283763760699175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/114283763760699175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/03/tpjc-is-not-nice-place-to-study-in.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113932092687575670</id><published>2006-02-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:02:06.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thxfor actinlikeyoucared eh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Sphinx 10 MJC 0. too bad its Not THE mjc soccer team that they beat. nice try though =D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113906750426264876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113906750426264876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113899215877062160</id><published>2006-02-04T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T02:47:41.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so tell me what it is that keeps us from each other nowand i dont know the reasonwhy we cant stay forever like thistake my hand take my lifejust dont take foreverdont come and goits like a door left ajarwith heaven beyond the reachits just an illusionnothing is real this wayNever gone, never farIn my heart is where you areAlways close, everydayEvery step along the wayEven though for now we've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113899215877062160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113899215877062160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-tell-me-what-it-is-that-keeps-us.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113794162155368522</id><published>2006-01-22T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:18:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been a long time since ive posted. been busy with so many trainings and school ends so late everyday. what should i say about orientation? pretty much the same stereotype, mass dances, cheers, etc. not to mention something unfortunate happened at sentosa during orientation =/ was feelin down whole day till she* cheered me up ^^ went back to ahs on that friday to see the cca orientation. phew </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113794162155368522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113794162155368522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-long-time-since-ive-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113611319026858769</id><published>2006-01-01T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:59:50.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>poor dodo.teaches him a lesson not to be late =PFireworks! beautiful arent they?Happy New Year everyone! =) God blessi took 6 minutes of the fireworks! too bad the whole thing's only 8 minutes. v hot and squeezy at esplanade =/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113611319026858769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113611319026858769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/01/poor-dodo.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113611272901597508</id><published>2006-01-01T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:52:09.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas Eve: Chaos outside cineleisure. Start of war of the banglasSomeone's hair just turned white!bunch of ppl surrounding 2 poor banglas! lolkelvin's hair LOLENEMY SPOTTEDmy weaponour little snowman we made at PS mac.BACKSTAB THEMbunch of enemies trying to escape in a lorry.they ain't gonna get far with the amount of vehicles on the road ^^</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113611272901597508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113611272901597508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-eve-chaos-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113510609381654212</id><published>2005-12-21T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T03:14:53.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> hm whats with me nowadays. kinda low on confidence for a moment. i mean..i normally feel "special" or invincible. like others are inferior to me. don't get me wrong, its not that i look down on others, but its just that i found this is the driving force that keeps me  in tip-top form. maybe its arrogance but i make sure it doesnt go overboard =) ever since the weekend i've thought of losing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113510609381654212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113510609381654212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/12/hm-whats-with-me-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113466946588579641</id><published>2005-12-16T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T01:57:45.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wish to recommend u all one song from kenji wu. really nice 不屑纪念 十月十八我生日这一天蜡烛熄灭后浮现你的脸你说祝我生日快乐但还有话挂在嘴边你说你身边多了一个他之后伤人的话你不想讲你说你会怀念或纪念谢谢你我该说声感谢我不屑纪念这一天我们分别我不屑怀念你的嘴喊着抱歉我后来发现你的侧脸只是我脑子里面的一点残缺一点残缺但还有话你挂在嘴边我不屑怀念你的脸欲止又言忘了说抱歉的是我才对the meaning goes like this.不屑纪念Disdain to commemorate'Bu Xie Ji Nian"十月十八我生日这一天October 18th, my birthday蜡烛熄灭后浮现你的脸Your face appeared after the candle lights were off你说祝我生日快乐You </summary><link 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make it fasti don't see a reason for me to waitsometimes im your friend and sometimes like your enemyor your ragged doll that i don't know how to reciprocate confused and frustrated. that's how you left everyonethe promises u make but never keepat times i feel you were right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113414868192689313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113414868192689313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/12/sophistication-things-you-do-are-just.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113378497523759727</id><published>2005-12-05T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:20:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>freaking pissed. this ain't the first time. why must u be online. just get away will u? not trying to be evil but all u bring is just a barrier. nvm wont bother to explain. just.. buzz off.disappointed- somepeoplejustdon'tknowhowtofightforwhattheyreallywanttoo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113378497523759727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113378497523759727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/12/freaking-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113293324102178341</id><published>2005-11-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:40:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now i know why they invented panadol, the best headache curer lol. im not used to sleeping few hours and waking up early in the morning after many days of late 8-10 hr sleeping. yeah headaches will terrorize me. today went to west coast with josh and jh to check out the annual camp there. first 2 ppl we saw were guo en and abraham. lol the fatigued look on their faces tell the whole story. guo en</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I regretted doing this....or I regretted not doing this..comments.. Ladykiller - life is simple and the world is round.not worth trying ur luck on one who is not going to happen.why spend so much effort to a tree and give up the whole forest? and yes, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113255856848933532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113255856848933532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/saw-this-in-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113255614626563671</id><published>2005-11-21T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:55:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>freak. today woke up at 8 and received calls from randy and soh asking me if match still on even though it was only drizzling?! den randy told me they 1 player short cos wensen not going. got really pissed and told randy off. ask others for match but yet couldnt settle their numerical problems, some gays even unwilling to come cause of the "wet" conditions. HELLO FURNIX EVER PLAYED NEXUS IN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113255614626563671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113255614626563671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/freak.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113239152539891837</id><published>2005-11-19T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:12:05.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yeah forgot to add. dere was an accident yesterday while we were waitin for taxi wif frens at de bus stop outside 85. there was a couple on this motorbike, and the driver attempted to act smart, cut through a van and a car, in the end, his bike hit the surface of the van and his whole motorbike swerved, like 360 degrees? both got thrown off the bike, but his gf got the worse blow. as she got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113239152539891837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113239152539891837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-yeah-forgot-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113229799962775852</id><published>2005-11-18T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:13:19.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally, the day everyone was waiting for has come. today was "unofficially" last day of O lvls =) gonna catch harry potter later with my friends at shaw later. Late night movies rock, and also there's de LAN shop at shaw hse as well. wahahaha imagine 15 ppl playing DotA and Star Wars battlefront. cant wait. oh yeah, tmr there's field trainin for the match against 4G on monday. gonna train my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113229799962775852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113229799962775852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-day-everyone-was-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113173034049180213</id><published>2005-11-12T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:32:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letmegoifyoudon'twantmetostay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113173034049180213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113173034049180213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/letmegoifyoudontwantmetostay.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113171336335356266</id><published>2005-11-11T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:49:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rules of de game.post 5 weird/random facts abt urself.at de end.list the names of 5 people who re nxt to do dis.and leave a comment tt says'u re tagged' in deir blog and tell dem to read urs.*1. i love soccer!*2. i think too much at times*3. i over estimate myself at times*4. i started listenin and liking chinese songs dis yr yeah deres a reason to it =)*5. i always emulate professional soccer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113171336335356266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113171336335356266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/rules-of-de-game.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113156522342896274</id><published>2005-11-10T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T15:25:26.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the old verse "love is patient, love is kind blah blah" is it really true? don't think so. what are the chances that u will find someone whom you love and truly loves you as well? love i guess, involves jealousy, disappointment, heartbreaks. sometimes me and some pals would see a couple and think "i don't think they are even compatible for each other" but yet they are still together? yeah this is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113156522342896274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113156522342896274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/11/old-verse-love-is-patient-love-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-113050334626415444</id><published>2005-10-28T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:42:55.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know we're just like old friendswe just can't pretendthat lovers make amendswe are reasons so unrealwe can't help but feel that something has been lostBut please you know you're just like menext time I promise we'll bePerfectPerfectPerfect strangers down the linelovers out of timememories unwindSo far I still know who you arebut now I wonder who I was...Angel, you know it's not the endwe'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113050334626415444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/113050334626415444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-know-were-just-like-old-friends-we.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112980450376680080</id><published>2005-10-20T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:35:03.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe i know what to do now. guess its the only way out. for everyone and for myself. crys you're right,i guess.. its been me all along right? Not anyone's fault, my own doing all the time. my own thinking that created all the devastation. Misery brought upon myself, how ironic. Boy, it hurts so much. No more regrets. No more.it'shardertohatesomeonethantolovesomeone. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112980450376680080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112980450376680080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/10/maybe-i-know-what-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112852102433895510</id><published>2005-10-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:05:43.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>view in unicode to see the lyrics =)Nan Quan Ma Ma - Fade (xiao shi)那夜在熟悉的地点我渐渐看着你走远说好不会再掉眼泪晚风轻拂我的侧脸视线在后退想念从此淹没了路面被尘封太久的画面我努力的找了一夜只剩零散的记忆在更迭能否让我再次翻阅你给的温柔直到你要我离开的时候你离去的那条路线消失地平线时间背着我悄悄捏碎从前你离去的那条路线伤痕在蔓延落月照射的悲伤映入眼帘凋谢的从前埋藏在深邃的地平线怎奈昏黄路灯照射整夜沸腾的思念</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112852102433895510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112852102433895510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/10/view-in-unicode-to-see-lyrics-nan-quan.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112783312595023365</id><published>2005-09-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:01:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After some time I've finally made up my mind she is the girl and I really want to make her mine I'm searching everywhere to find her again to tell her I love her and I'm sorry 'bout the things I've done I find her standing in front of the church the only place in town where I didn't search She looks so happy in her weddingdress but she's crying while she's saying this Boy I've missed your kisses </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112783312595023365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112783312595023365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/09/after-some-time-ive-finally-made-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112740349160717423</id><published>2005-09-22T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T12:29:06.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok today's last day of prelims. got 3 questions wrong for mcq . heck la still can a1 =/ today another incident occured in ahs which makes me wonder why people make themself seem to be so retarded LOL here goes:The soccer gang, me, y3, yuan xin, wei siong, minhan, tingsheng, han, kelvin were walking from the canteen back to the SSC after our water break via the general officer way. just as we were</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112740349160717423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112740349160717423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-todays-last-day-of-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112698754708005511</id><published>2005-09-18T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T04:05:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>prelims kinda suck. see myself getting 13-16 pts de most.zzz. its 4am and just finished this long game of dota apparently there was this "gangster" in the scourge team who claimed that we were noobs but once we got to late-game, we kicked their asses. then he was hurling all sorts of abuse at us " NOOBS CHALLENGE ME 1 ON 1"" IDIOTS" "noobs" "ALL OF U SO NOOB" wwi (who just killed him): WOW U LOST</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112698754708005511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112698754708005511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/09/prelims-kinda-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112696552509367033</id><published>2005-09-17T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T22:02:10.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your hairs tangling beside your earlobesThe wind is blowing gently your tangling hairs covering your eyesDespite the tiredness you displayed in your soft eyes but it's still a beauty"Had you came to a decision," Jay asked. Ella nodded. =="Jay, I guess it's too difficult for me to hold on anymore," Ella's words might come gentle but it hit him hard, real hard. ~**Flashback**"Ella, are you sure?" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112696552509367033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112696552509367033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-hairs-tangling-beside-your.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112610275845913024</id><published>2005-09-07T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:28:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another Perfect DayI'm holding on waiting for your callit's simple but I can't explain thisI'm sinking down I feel like I could dieI'm falling off I don't know why I still believe it when you sayit's another perfect dayanother perfect dayI still believe it when you sayit's another perfect dayanother perfect day So I might try to leave it all behindI know tomorrow's not so bright nowI'll say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112610275845913024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112610275845913024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-perfect-day-im-holding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112558017617443142</id><published>2005-09-01T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:09:36.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He glanced up lazily. Morning has left him and its been an hour or two in the afternoon. The ceiling never looked so dull before. And before he know it, he's in for a emotional ride.The first thing he did was simply reach out for his phone lying just beside him. He took it and browsed through, hoping to see her msg somewhere. And of course, disappointment filled him up gradually. And no way can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112558017617443142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112558017617443142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-glanced-up-lazily.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112550292303920367</id><published>2005-08-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:07:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GoneWhy did we latterly not speakwhen you were the only thing in my mindpowerless to stop this imminent fateand all i could do was to watch you fadelike the shadow in the lightnever coming back silently coldly i watched you goyou turned around and looked at meto cover the pain and hurtwhile i could only fake a smilefilled with nothing but emptiness</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112550292303920367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112550292303920367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/08/gone-why-did-we-latterly-not-speak.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112550186748542522</id><published>2005-08-31T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:45:16.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adapted from Touched with fire, Literature 2005The Going why did you give no hint that nightthat quickly after the morrow's dawnand calmly as if indifferent quite,youwould close your term here, gonewhere i could not followwith wing of swallow to gain one glimpse of you ever anonnever to bid goodbyeor kiss me the softest callwhy do you make me leave the houseand think for a breath it is you i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112550186748542522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112550186748542522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/08/adapted-from-touched-with-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112506890155733265</id><published>2005-08-26T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:44:37.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>forsaken.oh why have thee forsaken me.your love so true it seemedlike seeds taken from the poison treeso intoxicating yet an impetusthat could lure knights awayand leave them dying.smile now cause i see the venomthat has cast upon meit ain't too late but dead for younot gonna forget this daywhile the undying love turns to hateshe said "there's no reason"the truth is plain to seeall your lies </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112506890155733265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112506890155733265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/08/forsaken.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112147849039911253</id><published>2005-07-16T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T09:48:10.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Search your thoughts deepFind the very thing that you seekNever? Or too late for everythingOne sad soul I see everynightHiding in the cold and dark,wishing every little pain was gone.Every little touch she shuns away.Strangers come, strangers go.but they were anything but happiness.Why is the word that everyone cries.fear,anguish,pain.the tearful look in your eyes.So beautiful yet full of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112147849039911253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112147849039911253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/07/search-your-thoughts-deep-find-very.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112037747242054742</id><published>2005-07-03T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T15:57:52.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh gentle winds beneath moonlit skies,Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?Below the branches, here about,Do not you sense my fear and doubt?Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,Do not you hear my woeful screams?Upon the meadows, touched with dew,Do not you see my hearts a'skew?Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,Do not you feel my jagged scars?Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,For </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112037747242054742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112037747242054742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-gentle-winds-beneath-moonlit-skies.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-112027146209754710</id><published>2005-07-02T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T10:31:02.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They say, the sun never rises twice.But what if it stops shining anymore?I saw flowers, bees, rainbows,how beautiful could it be?But its all gone.gone in a few words.I was just a star,standing beside the sun all the time.But I could never have been the moon,covering the sun and being its opposite number.Now it's stopped shining,everything's gone.Only tears, darkness and my shadow.And I can't make</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112027146209754710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/112027146209754710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/07/they-say-sun-never-rises-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-111903519951171861</id><published>2005-06-18T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T03:06:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time I believed all kinds of things.I believed in horses with hornsand even in horses with wings!I thought at the bottom of the gardenfairies would cavort and play.I thought that under every bridge there lived a trolland, when on my own, I stayed well away.It never occurred to me then thata fairy collecting teeth was a curious beast.The Sandman, Father Christmas, dragons and elves,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/111903519951171861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/111903519951171861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/06/once-upon-time-i-believed-all-kinds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-111848593151084585</id><published>2005-06-11T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T18:32:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my god. i tink i have dengue fever. this afternoon found rashes on my hands. den went to see doctor juz be4 meeting 4e for bbq. doctor referred me to changi hospital A &amp; E for blood test. freak the blood test was painful can. he stuck de needle in for about 1 minute. den press my veins at the same time. sigh den waited for 1 hr 30 mins for results. doctor say im likely to have DF. cause my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/111848593151084585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/111848593151084585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6311259.post-111804359351835229</id><published>2005-06-06T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:39:53.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh im sick. i rarely get sick. and i dread this feeling. this morning woke up at 4am. already felt feverish. after drinking 2 cups of water went back to sleep. wake up dat time like normal leh. who noes. when after chem tutorial. had combined furnix+ ncc+ sphinx training dat time. the fever came back. they trained for 4 sessions. i only played the first and last session. felt terrible. den aft </summary><link rel='edit' 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Enjoy.  http://kontraband.com/show/show.asp?ID=2157&amp;NEXTID=0&amp;PREVID=2159&amp;DISPLAYORDER=20050329182826&amp;CAT=movies&amp;NSFW=0&amp;page=1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/111755107157179330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6311259/posts/default/111755107157179330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predator-23.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>- LoNeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896922930013297874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
