<?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-5113822544108338486</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:11:54.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YONGKUN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5152437969962298289</id><published>2010-04-03T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:56:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought it'll be this bad when every leaves the house for 7 days. Didn't think that it'll be so boring and that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; feel so lonely. I've been trying to fill the the empty hours by watching movies, going out for meals and even holding a house party. However, when it's all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; back where i started, the lonely place i call home. When the house was fill with people, coming back even late at night and not being able to see anyone feels a whole lot better than knowing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; returning to an empty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5152437969962298289?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5152437969962298289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5152437969962298289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5152437969962298289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5152437969962298289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-never-thought-itll-be-this-bad-when.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5639536853417757317</id><published>2010-01-22T15:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:33:09.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT9pESRyI/AAAAAAAAASo/zibAWeZX0yI/s1600-h/P1210010.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;...And the awards for inconsistent blogger goes to... ME! Yay! Haha, oh well... Full shift is over and i'm already into my 5th week of half shift. That means 4 more weeks till classical and a nice one week long break. Woo! The much awaited holiday. Alright, but thanks to classical, i've to miss my trip to JAPAN! OMFG!!! Everyone is heading to Japan leaving the poor Kun behind. But to make my week less lonely, i'll proberbly hold 2-3 house parties! Don't be too happy yet! It's to be comfirmed. Alright, decided to blog today as i was rather pissed at the personal selling wait. Goodness, i had to wait 2 hours plus just to move 20m? WTF seriously. When i got into the room to do my transactions, i found out why.... Oh well, it's a good excuse for me to blog after a long while. Well... I went down to east coast park with Mia Sim, Celine, Yao Ting and Tiffany. I cycled with Tiffany while the Mia and Celine roller bladed. The lonely Yao Ting was just walking aimlessly and talking on the phone. It was great just hanging out with them. It always takes my mind off worries and trobles. However, i got some bruises and cuts on my leg. It did pay off though, as i am now able to jump my bicycle. Not that great but still, AWESOME! Had Carls Junior after and i must say, "YUMMY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429463144232797986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT9pESRyI/AAAAAAAAASo/zibAWeZX0yI/s320/P1210010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT9PnBEXI/AAAAAAAAASg/JI4K_ukBQ_c/s1600-h/P1210009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429463137399148914" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT9PnBEXI/AAAAAAAAASg/JI4K_ukBQ_c/s320/P1210009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT8szjwoI/AAAAAAAAASY/zT0D2M1CQu0/s1600-h/P1210008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429463128056513154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT8szjwoI/AAAAAAAAASY/zT0D2M1CQu0/s320/P1210008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT8cCM7qI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WbGSGqC7zT8/s1600-h/P1210006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429463123554528930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT8cCM7qI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WbGSGqC7zT8/s320/P1210006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT7vwqOuI/AAAAAAAAASI/JIf7eTFoy1U/s1600-h/P1210004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429463111669791458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT7vwqOuI/AAAAAAAAASI/JIf7eTFoy1U/s320/P1210004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5639536853417757317?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5639536853417757317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5639536853417757317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5639536853417757317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5639536853417757317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/S1lT9pESRyI/AAAAAAAAASo/zibAWeZX0yI/s72-c/P1210010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4407767813707204724</id><published>2010-01-09T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:43:38.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a new year, with lots more to look forward to. First on the list is my turning of 19. As odd and crazy as it seems, i think age is catching up to me. I have white hair on my head and I'm feeling older by the second. Golly, some one help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new year, I'll have a resolution for myself. However, i find it rather useless and i ain't going to get myself a resolution for this year. Since all my previous resolution has been a total failure. Oh well, i might as well live my life as i want to. Stay out of as much trouble as possible and hopefully find a true meaning to what life is really all about. Oops... i guess i just made myself a new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year started off with a major road block, when i was so confused of what to do with my kayaking. However, after my thinking and consideration, I've decided to pack my bags and bid goodbye to kayaking. Honestly it wasn't at all easy for me. In fact, it was a bitter sweet event. Bitter that I'm letting my team down and leaving my team, sweet because now i can do what i like without much restriction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what i want to do, many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's life without it's ups and downs..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Cheers to 2010 and may all our resolution be made possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4407767813707204724?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4407767813707204724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4407767813707204724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4407767813707204724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4407767813707204724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-new-year-with-lots-more-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-9041769421105369547</id><published>2009-12-23T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:03:27.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas is just around the corner, however, i am just not feeling it. I do not have the festive mood and it really sucks. I realised that as i grow older, festive seasons just start losing their touch and meaning towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it could be something else that is bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could i be real frank here? I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been bringing me on a roller coaster ride. One moment you bring me sky high with an awesome text to brighten my day, but the very next you release me from you grip, and i just fall till i reach rock bottom. Most of the time i hide it from you or i just keep it to myself, just to avoid conflicts. However, it's been really bugging me. Why must i hold it in and torture myself? Why must i resist conflicts? I hate it that you don't reply me on time, i hate it that you throw tantrums on me. I hate the feeling when you don't say goodbye at the end of the conversation. I hate it that i could be just thrown to one side when you don't need me. What am i to do? What are we to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Ho ho ho... Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-9041769421105369547?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/9041769421105369547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=9041769421105369547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/9041769421105369547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/9041769421105369547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-just-around-corner-however.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4932311070306881617</id><published>2009-12-15T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:03:44.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full shift is over, but i wish it wouldn't be. The people i met in EMRS are extremely spontaneous and fun. Although being with them burns my wallet, however, it's all worth it. Sigh, but as the saying goes, all good things have to come to an end. Hopefully the friendship doesn't. We gotta go out often even after EMRS alright guys! *(Stupid... they don't even know i have this blog.) Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some pictures of EMRS. Hopefully ASC will be as fun as this.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeECl2BtfI/AAAAAAAAARo/f6hRMt2XUbY/s1600-h/IMG_6001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415442256989631986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeECl2BtfI/AAAAAAAAARo/f6hRMt2XUbY/s320/IMG_6001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeEDQlyENI/AAAAAAAAARw/p3hDy0FPhFQ/s1600-h/PB100435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415442268464222418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeEDQlyENI/AAAAAAAAARw/p3hDy0FPhFQ/s320/PB100435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeEDk92x4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/WP6YAkpplYU/s1600-h/IMG_6126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415442273933903746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeEDk92x4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/WP6YAkpplYU/s320/IMG_6126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeEERyUFXI/AAAAAAAAASA/I4HcJOKp4-g/s1600-h/IMG_5671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415442285965088114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeEERyUFXI/AAAAAAAAASA/I4HcJOKp4-g/s320/IMG_5671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4932311070306881617?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4932311070306881617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4932311070306881617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4932311070306881617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4932311070306881617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/12/full-shift-is-over-but-i-wish-it.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SyeECl2BtfI/AAAAAAAAARo/f6hRMt2XUbY/s72-c/IMG_6001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5998173724297207697</id><published>2009-11-30T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:21:46.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IVP was a blast. To be frank i was over joyed to obtain a silver for the k4 1000m race. Even greater joy when i found out that our girls team had achieved 1st out of all the other schools. Delighted and enjoying every single moment. However, what i thought was the most memorable moment was isn't the time when i won my medal, nor was it the moment when the girls were pronounced the overall champions. Instead, the most memorable moment was when the whole team got together to cheer on the girls k4, the last event of the day. I could feel sheer joy and excitement throughout the short span of 1 minute. With everyone shouting in unison just to over power the other school's cheers. At that moment, even though i was out of breath, i kept shouting and shouting. So did everyone else. That was when our spirit was at it's highest and that was when, i knew for sure, what a true team was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, congrats to our girls on their overall champion position and to the guys for just enduring throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the road is never smooth. Months before, my dear partner told me news that shocked me, and many today. When he pulled me aside one training and told me that IVP would be his last race. I was stunned, in fact speechless! Here we have a person whom we all thought would never leave, and yet, i was hearing it. However, after today, it was all done. Shocked we were, and i have to say, i was really upset. Yet, i have to accept and respect his decision. I won't say much, however, i would like to thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the days you picked me up when i feel to my lowest. Thank you for always being a pillar of support. Thank you for always encouraging me when i gave up on myself. Thank you for entertaining the team with you unique sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, i would like to say, "All the best with your future endeavours!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers bro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5998173724297207697?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5998173724297207697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5998173724297207697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5998173724297207697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5998173724297207697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/11/ivp-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7423236099756254983</id><published>2009-11-07T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:23:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvTZxYSos7I/AAAAAAAAARg/bMayHZNVdQ0/s1600-h/Picture+0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401181295481500594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvTZxYSos7I/AAAAAAAAARg/bMayHZNVdQ0/s320/Picture+0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Saturdays are so boring now that I'm out of training due to my biopsy. I miss how i could push during trainings and feel satisfaction when i do well and improve. Arrgghhhh!!! I need to train badly. I want to push my body to limits it's never achieved before. Most importantly, i want to do my best in IVP. Gahhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss my baby rebe. Due to her A Levels, i can't meet her for like almost a month! Worst still, we cant go out on our month-sary. Sniffle sniffle, stupid exams... Spoilt our routine of going out every 10th of the month. Now the scores will be 33/34.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT Bonanza has really be very tiring. After ever day, our bodies will just crash. I can sometimes just stand and stone. Staring at the blank wall in front of me. Not that the IT fair is unsuccessful, it's just that I'm in charge of bags. Frankly, the brand I'm taking isn't as well known as my competitors brand. Secondly, the discounts are not as attractive. Lastly, my designs are more for the working crowd, not students. Oh well, at least i sold 6 bags in the last 2 days. Ha ha... However, I'm quite happy to see other stores making lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7423236099756254983?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7423236099756254983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7423236099756254983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7423236099756254983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7423236099756254983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-saturdays-are-so-boring-now-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvTZxYSos7I/AAAAAAAAARg/bMayHZNVdQ0/s72-c/Picture+0192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2191934199590562246</id><published>2009-11-04T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:59:47.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first, tomorrow will be the start of a 4 day long IT FAIR! Also known as, "IT BONANZA", this is our mega road show that we've to plan and organize. Hopefully we'll be able to make our target. We've put in a lot of effort and time into this, hopefully, we obtain the result we desire for. Just a simple introduction to the fair, we're selling net books, ipods, DSLR, carry wear and many many more. So if you're reading this, and you happen to be in NYP on the 5,6,9 &amp;amp; 10th of this month. Hop down and enjoy great discounts and savings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is... I miss training! I want to train so badly and i want to do well for IVP. However, due to my biopsy, I'm out for 2 weeks. Will try to get back to gymming next Monday, but water training will have to wait till the stitches are removed. My promise to my team and myself, to whack hard every single remaining day that I've got till IVP! For my partner, team and myself. NYP kayaking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, all the best to my juniors and those seniors who are taking part in round ubin. I'll pray for everyone of your, that the water conditions would be favourable for your. Do us proud, but most importantly, do it for yourself. Good or unfavourable results, don't blame anyone or yourself, but work hard for the next race. Most importantly, give it your best and have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIYI!!! You're finally 18!!! All the best for your A levels and may all your wishes come true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, things that happened since i last blogged were: Worked for mini cooper (Pictures), Nathan's birthday (Sorry i missed it!!! Will make it up after your A levels!) &amp;amp; lastly, cam whoring this morning/evening. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8DbacuI/AAAAAAAAARA/BYke5ap5ncg/s1600-h/Picture+0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400277680301699810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8DbacuI/AAAAAAAAARA/BYke5ap5ncg/s320/Picture+0400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8SjVhLI/AAAAAAAAARI/k6ofcDyX8Eg/s1600-h/Picture+0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400277684361462962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8SjVhLI/AAAAAAAAARI/k6ofcDyX8Eg/s320/Picture+0399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8sReqsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gsOOOomrwUM/s1600-h/Picture+0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400277691265886914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8sReqsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gsOOOomrwUM/s320/Picture+0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGk2QP-yuI/AAAAAAAAARY/vwd0QuS6EjE/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400278680175823586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGk2QP-yuI/AAAAAAAAARY/vwd0QuS6EjE/s320/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2191934199590562246?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2191934199590562246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2191934199590562246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2191934199590562246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2191934199590562246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-things-first-tomorrow-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SvGj8DbacuI/AAAAAAAAARA/BYke5ap5ncg/s72-c/Picture+0400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7524100098380865799</id><published>2009-10-28T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:27:12.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SugqZ8PuTAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/alhlNH5qXLQ/s1600-h/PA210239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397610778560711682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SugqZ8PuTAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/alhlNH5qXLQ/s320/PA210239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tired", this is the best word to sum up my 1 week 3 days long in school attachment. EMRS is really fun and the people are out going and enthusiastic. One of the many perks of mixing different courses. Getting back to why is so tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the very first week, my awesome group 3 had to plan and organise for a team bonding activity for the whole EMRS group. Making things worst, we also had a mini road show on the next week. Thankfully, success for both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many positive feedback from various people. The mini road show was also a major "WOW!" moment for me. To be frank, i was rather afraid of the $350 target that was set for our group. However, after great teamwork, communication and lots of hard work, we managed to get a wooping $740.10 sales! That's a 108% on top of the target! Making things better was to hear at de-briefing today that we had made history on the highest sales. Congrats EMRS batch 1! Cheers Team 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides events to run and dead lines to meet, some other interesting things has happened. On top of my mind now is, well not so interesting thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KELVIN MADE ME GO DOWN FOR MORNING TRAINING WHEN NO ONE HAD THE SHED KEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round of applause for him, and a life time award for never failing to screw up a planned event. Cheers! However, good oh me is a kind person. I forgive you kelvin, on the basis that you're my partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll just waiting for my salted fried rice to come my muh BELLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED THEY TOOK AWAY MY AWESOME SELF MADE BLOG SKIN :( HELP REBE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7524100098380865799?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7524100098380865799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7524100098380865799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7524100098380865799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7524100098380865799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/10/tired-this-is-best-word-to-sum-up-my-1.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SugqZ8PuTAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/alhlNH5qXLQ/s72-c/PA210239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1416137849736806376</id><published>2009-10-16T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:50:05.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, sorry PAUL! I couldn't make it down for your art gallery. I'm sure many did though, and i would have loved to witness your art piece. Take a picture of it and send it to me ok! I miss the days we suffered long hours in the art room, just rushing like a dog to complete our final piece. Oh well, now I'm counting money and soon to be stoning my life away with my in-school attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my mind is... HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JING! Although we already celebrated for you, i would like to just shout out here! Not that it makes much difference, since it's a ghost blog. However, HAPPY 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel rather lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up: Team chalet, BAGUS!&lt;br /&gt;                           : Jing's birthday, Success!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1416137849736806376?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1416137849736806376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1416137849736806376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1416137849736806376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1416137849736806376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-of-all-sorry-paul-i-couldnt-make.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4574533871492104529</id><published>2009-10-01T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:18:42.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SsQ7pQ0BMzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/SceaYicLWS8/s1600-h/forgive.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387496634315780914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SsQ7pQ0BMzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/SceaYicLWS8/s320/forgive.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When deep injury is done to us,&lt;br /&gt;we never recover until we forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness doesn't change the past,&lt;br /&gt;but it does engage the future." -Mary Karen Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something i saw on a video on facebook. Interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4574533871492104529?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4574533871492104529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4574533871492104529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4574533871492104529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4574533871492104529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-deep-injury-is-done-to-us-we-never.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SsQ7pQ0BMzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/SceaYicLWS8/s72-c/forgive.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-6692441669461473482</id><published>2009-09-30T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:44:12.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My body is aching and i think my coach gave the whole team nice breast implants. All the guys are suffering from post gym training with coach. Golly, when he appears, we tremble with fear. Well, more like living up to his standards. I guess what he said is quite true. We're building our egos, not the correct muscles. Well, it's time for a change! I've gotta do it right and not let my ego swell up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently just cut my hair, mixed feelings about it but whatever. I like experimenting with my hair. Some times it'll turn up good and other times not. This i can't put my finger to it. I guess it's in the middle. Anyway, my hair cut is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mohawk&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure if that's the right spelling but yea. Till you see it, you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this with a quote i saw, " The glass can be half full or half filled, as long as it holds booze."&lt;br /&gt;I like it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-6692441669461473482?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6692441669461473482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=6692441669461473482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6692441669461473482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6692441669461473482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-body-is-aching-and-i-think-my-coach.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4045724883788343201</id><published>2009-09-27T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:04:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired! Then again, i always say that. I'd proberbly be a millionaire if i put 50 cents every time i said, "i'm tired". Golly, weeks are passing by real fast, soon it'll be TEP. However, holidays have been pretty well filled up with activities. Trainings, mahjong, movies, arcade, stayovers and drinking. Sadly, the only thing missing from that list is work. I haven't gotten myself a job, however, friends around me are all working. Hopefully i'd be able to find one soon. Gahhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4045724883788343201?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4045724883788343201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4045724883788343201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4045724883788343201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4045724883788343201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-tired-then-again-i-always-say.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2821491681204836918</id><published>2009-09-22T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:36:16.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a hair cut soon! Although it has only been a week plus since i last cut my hair, i feel like cutting it again. Nuts i might be, but i just want to! Maybe this could be my little fetish? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;... I doubt so. But this are 2 pictures showing me the kind of hair i want to try out. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SriobUVfThI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8m6V4xmZkVo/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384238541790203410" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SriobUVfThI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8m6V4xmZkVo/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sriob5u3hVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MRCfKjtiyTY/s1600-h/hair+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384238551828759890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sriob5u3hVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MRCfKjtiyTY/s320/hair+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me which hair cut is nicer? Please!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2821491681204836918?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2821491681204836918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2821491681204836918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2821491681204836918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2821491681204836918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-hair-cut-soon-although-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SriobUVfThI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8m6V4xmZkVo/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-3240937956399238193</id><published>2009-09-11T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:52:12.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3oh!3- Don't Trust Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm a vegetarian and i ain't f**king scared of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhhhh, favourite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard it recently and I'm so addicted to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/41zD5qqG80Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/41zD5qqG80Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-3240937956399238193?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3240937956399238193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=3240937956399238193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3240937956399238193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3240937956399238193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/09/3oh3-dont-trust-me-tell-your-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5798454633841794965</id><published>2009-09-07T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:34:20.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SqRw-cgR_KI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RRNHSocRvBA/s1600-h/vodka.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378548073093004450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SqRw-cgR_KI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RRNHSocRvBA/s320/vodka.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; was a night of unexpected fun. It all started out when Jeremy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; us about a house party at his place. Being the "alcoholic" i am, i obviously said yes. However, note to all, i set an alarm clock for 7a.m to go for training. However, my phone died the whole night and when i got home, my charger was spoilt. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;, i didn't realised till morning. Anyway, sorry for skipping training, honestly i really wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to that day. I finally played soccer again with the guys in the evening. I suck and it was my first game in like a year or longer. Well, thanks to the awesome time wasting by the guys and the so called "shorter" route to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; house area, we had dinner at a really late timing. What i really enjoyed was when every one had beef &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt; fun! It was superb and the best part was, i was the one who suggested it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; to me! After which back to Jeremy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party didn't start till late due to the "warden" and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome talks, awesome get together, awesome drinks, awesome games, awesome bonding and and awesome time. One word to sum it all up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5798454633841794965?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5798454633841794965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5798454633841794965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5798454633841794965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5798454633841794965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-friday-was-night-of-unexpected-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SqRw-cgR_KI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RRNHSocRvBA/s72-c/vodka.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8082557322246352867</id><published>2009-09-02T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:23:30.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been feeling rather weak and behind every single one in my team. I've lost my confidence for the up coming race, IVP. I want to race real bad, but i also want to do well if given the chance of racing. Sigh... troubled old me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I've been training very regularly these past few weeks. Been pushing myself to keep up and to just improve on my strokes and power. I must improve! I must i must i must! Also, it was a good catch up with Ee Jin, Marcus Tay and Conrad Buff Daddy Lee. Had dinner at Balestia and the service was horrible, never the less, we had a good talk and some beer. I have come up with a nice alternative name of alcohol, which i call, "Drink of truth". When one has the magical drink, that person will talk openly. All barriers broken down and a nice flow of continuous chatting begins. The best part is, we speak openly and freely. Another nice thing about this drink is that, there is a hidden rule behind it. Whatever that's said that day, stays with that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to happiness, and future endeavours. Cheers to my friends and family, a life time of closeness. Cheers to my NYP sprint kayakers, the best we can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8082557322246352867?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8082557322246352867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8082557322246352867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8082557322246352867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8082557322246352867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/09/recently-ive-been-feeling-rather-weak.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-9085647514620696227</id><published>2009-08-30T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:36:50.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to work badly. I need money badly. I need to go shopping badly. I need to eat awesome food badly. I need to chill out badly. I need to hit some drinks badly. I need to get bigger badly. I need to get back my stamina back badly. I need so much stuff badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; to be contented with myself. I've to be happy with what i have. I must not compare myself to the rich and the wealthy, but to the poor and starving. That way, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies, August has really been an exciting one. Beginning of August, i met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shang&lt;/span&gt; for a show, "The hangover". After which was another meet up with him at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt; lane. Soon after, Brandon's 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday at supper club. Followed by my monthly anniversary with my dearest the next day. Then exams had it's toll. Once it ended, i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SICC&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shang&lt;/span&gt; to gym and followed by watching, "District 9". The next day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zouk&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shang&lt;/span&gt; and Marcus and saw Brandon that day. Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shang&lt;/span&gt; left, we played tennis at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SICC&lt;/span&gt; at 10p.m and then off to my place for some free drinks. Not long after that, watched, "The proposal" with Rebe. Then, "Where got ghost" and "Final Destination 4" with my kayaking mates. Last night, went to a concert by a group called, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Agapella&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you have fun. I can't wait to see what September has installed for me. Hopefully it'll be something awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-9085647514620696227?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/9085647514620696227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=9085647514620696227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/9085647514620696227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/9085647514620696227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-work-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4941114673018842119</id><published>2009-08-29T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:00:59.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was pretty much "DA BOMB"! Spent almost the whole day in town. It started at 12.30 when i met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aixing&lt;/span&gt;, Boon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Enkai&lt;/span&gt; and Matthew at the arcade. It was pretty hilarious watching them play dance dance revolution. I was so shocked and amused when i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enkai&lt;/span&gt; own the Para para machine. He was like moving the the beat and just owning the "stage". After which we watched Final Destination 4. Golly, the show was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; lame! Everyone had to die in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gruesome&lt;/span&gt; and unreal situation kinda way. The funniest for me was when some just got his butt sucked off by the draining pool system. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, i sound rather sadist now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie was the best, Boon and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Enkai&lt;/span&gt; were just talking about how the next Final Destination would be. You had to be there to just laugh your ass off! It was so hilarious. Went to ion to walk around and accompany &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; to get a pair of shoes. Apparently, she doesn't have shoes. But oh well, got her shoes and then off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts. The donuts there were not really to my liking, sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt;, but J.Co is so much better than DD. *Skip, skip,skip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ice cream, more arcade and "elevator madness" at orchard central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i wonderful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which soon got wracked by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gruesome&lt;/span&gt; training plan this morning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Gahhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4941114673018842119?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4941114673018842119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4941114673018842119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4941114673018842119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4941114673018842119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-was-pretty-much-da-bomb-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1603825024631718799</id><published>2009-08-19T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:39:33.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SovV2GCKYAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2p9NZ310pcM/s1600-h/edit!+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371622105878781954" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SovV2GCKYAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2p9NZ310pcM/s320/edit!+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i feel. Do you feel what i feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Stress"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1603825024631718799?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1603825024631718799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1603825024631718799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1603825024631718799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1603825024631718799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-what-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SovV2GCKYAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2p9NZ310pcM/s72-c/edit!+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-36158397679280216</id><published>2009-08-17T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:22:07.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will suffer.&lt;br /&gt;For forgiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-36158397679280216?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/36158397679280216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=36158397679280216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/36158397679280216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/36158397679280216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-suffer.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2830845314823029048</id><published>2009-08-14T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:41:37.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; get flamed like F**K because of this post. Anyway, i don't care! Because today was the end of BUSINESS LAW!! Hell yea, and i decided i had to do something out of the ordinary. So i was thinking and then ... Ah ha! My blog has so little pictures, so i decided to do some "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;" photo taking. Also to advertise my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; high! Don't flame me so badly ):&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLyGHTVCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JokFk6eCksM/s1600-h/Picture+0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369781454715966498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLyGHTVCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JokFk6eCksM/s320/Picture+0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of shades!  O-O-,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLyglDhMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oKMTijdXE2c/s1600-h/Picture+0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369781461820081346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLyglDhMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oKMTijdXE2c/s320/Picture+0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding music! ... When i say jump you say how high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLzB3jj0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/OZm8KetaCLE/s1600-h/Picture+0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369781470756048706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLzB3jj0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/OZm8KetaCLE/s320/Picture+0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After music, is hoods UP! Pose with a stupid hand sign*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLzWjdqLI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6H3Up-78VMc/s1600-h/Picture+0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369781476308920498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLzWjdqLI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6H3Up-78VMc/s320/Picture+0382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, just add everything together and SPAS out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLz0XPsmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zE1Y1-RU7X4/s1600-h/Picture+0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369781484310737506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLz0XPsmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zE1Y1-RU7X4/s320/Picture+0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;, i don't wanna get back to studying ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2830845314823029048?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2830845314823029048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2830845314823029048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2830845314823029048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2830845314823029048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/id-probably-get-flamed-like-fk-because.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoVLyGHTVCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/JokFk6eCksM/s72-c/Picture+0379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-6711806873393333808</id><published>2009-08-12T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:04:47.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One more day of intensive studying and then, "hello exams!" You know what people always say, time passes when you're having fun. However, i can't help but thinking, am i really having fun? If i am, then why do i find myself sometimes wondering what the hell am i supposed to do? The horror of a troubled teen. On a better note, exams will end in a blink of an eye. Because every time exams start, it opens a time portal for the future. The next thing i know, I'm hanging out in Thursday drinking my heart out. Destroying my life with cheap alcohol. Dang! i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys heard the song, "i gotta feeling" by the black eye peas? I think that songs is totally awesome. It has this unique, feel good rhythm that makes my inner-self feel of so good. Even in the midst of exams! Ha ha, I'm just so wacky now, i don't know what either. I blame it on the over dose of studying. So when i finally take a break, i utter total nonsense to the world! Oh well, i guess it's time to go back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnnnnn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoK91PKq_JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5yeLuGI5Po8/s1600-h/exam+timetabl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369062428081061010" style="WIDTH: 482px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoK91PKq_JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5yeLuGI5Po8/s320/exam+timetabl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-6711806873393333808?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6711806873393333808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=6711806873393333808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6711806873393333808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6711806873393333808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-more-day-of-intensive-studying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SoK91PKq_JI/AAAAAAAAAPg/5yeLuGI5Po8/s72-c/exam+timetabl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1599786036060351808</id><published>2009-08-11T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:38:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I some how think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just letting you down. I know where i can improve on, but i don't know why, i just can't. It's like my inner self tearing itself apart. I'm so confused with myself, i don't know what i should do some times. I wanna be that knight in shining armour, but now i just feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a knight who can't even get on his horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i want to improve on myself. I want to do well in exams, but my mind is just wondering off in to the blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i open my books to study. Also, my future just seems so unclear, so ambiguous. Where would i be in 10 years time? Golly, so many negative things going through my mind.... Bummer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; such a waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1599786036060351808?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1599786036060351808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1599786036060351808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1599786036060351808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1599786036060351808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-some-how-think-im-just-letting-you.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-3859247464847419880</id><published>2009-07-25T17:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:41:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more weeks of school, then the start of study break. Sigh, i don't know why but this semester passed by really quickly. In 4 weeks time it'll be exams and in 6 weeks time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be free from school once more. This semester has once again opened my eyes to new thing. It's amazing to see growth in friendships, talents and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing on my mind i want to blurt out is, "CONGRATS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt; KAYAKING GIRLS!". You've been a real motivation to me, especially with such clinical performances today. Obtaining medals for every race your took part in. I really hope this would be a real moral booster for your, so that for the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IVP&lt;/span&gt;, your will work hard, push hard and whack hard! I have full confidence that your can win back top position for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IVP&lt;/span&gt; this year. However, with great power comes great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt;, do not flaunt your achievements around but be humble. Do not be complacent, but to strive for higher satisfaction. If your can do so, i believe that your will be rewarded well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; more time, i would say share more. Till then, may you have a good future ahead :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-3859247464847419880?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3859247464847419880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=3859247464847419880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3859247464847419880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3859247464847419880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/07/2-more-weeks-of-school-then-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2579247395408653653</id><published>2009-06-26T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:16:58.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Space and some freedom is needed! I swear you're trying to control me as if I'm a effing 5 year old or something. Just chill out and relax, we all need a break from the hectic lives we're in. It's a real shame that you used sarcasm when you talk to me. You're starting to step on my toes, so just a gentle reminder, back off abit. I know what I'm doing and what is needed. Besides, isn't this week supposed to be rest week?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golly, i think I'm going kind nuts about certain stuff. Luckily, there is an extra week of holiday due to the H1N1 scare all around Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was pretty fun i would say. Besides the mad rush of project meetings, we still found time to just have fun. Tuesday we went to Darren's house for an awesome BBQ and stay over. Food was awesome and guitar heroes for the whole night was just the BOMB! Wednesday was clubbing with the kayakers. I have to say, it was fun... with hands in the air and legs moving like there's no tomorrow, we were pp..p...p....parrrrtying! Thursday was transformers with point 4. Awesome meeting up with them again, i really miss the secondary 4 days. Great movie and a good time just chilling out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i never ever get the picture, so i can't upload any now. However, if it ever comes my way, I'll put it up immediately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2579247395408653653?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2579247395408653653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2579247395408653653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2579247395408653653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2579247395408653653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/space-and-some-freedom-is-needed-i.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4637159478375035759</id><published>2009-06-21T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:08:14.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I could dedicate this whole post towards my ranting, however i won't. Firstly, I have to congratulate all those who managed to obtain medals. It is always a joy to see fellow teammates doing their best and achieving what others could never obtain. Secondly, i would like to congratulate all those who didn't managed to obtain a medal. You've finished the race with pride and honour, not giving up even though you were behind. All of you have definitely shown what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kayaker's&lt;/span&gt; are all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest partner, all our trainings together were awesome. A great learning point of my life too. Through all the hardship and pain that we've been through, we were blessed with a loss today. Not because we enjoy losing, but it's because it's a stepping stone for us. Through losing, we learnt much more. Through losing we've managed to see our weakness. Through losing, we've managed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; failure. And thanks for being so understanding and patient with me. For that, a big thank you!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sorry for letting you down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt; bought 10 packs of Kinder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bueno&lt;/span&gt; for me just to cheer me up. She also wanted to surprise me at night too, however her plan failed. Oh well, it's the thought that counts right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals have changed for the year. Some minor adjustments are:&lt;br /&gt;Build up as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Obtain a weight of 70 kg by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4637159478375035759?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4637159478375035759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4637159478375035759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4637159478375035759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4637159478375035759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-could-dedicate-this-whole-post.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4125102465259416715</id><published>2009-06-18T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:04:09.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's just 3 days away, and I'm so pumped up about it. SWIF, although a small race, it's still important to me. During the race, i just want to give it my all, reserve no energy within me. I'm going to break my limits. Thank goodness i have my secret weapon behind me, what i like to refer to as my "Nitro". Kelvin is just a strong ass wipe. Most of all, i do not want to let him down. Win or lose, it's fine with me, as long as i know I've done my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my lovely teammates, i would like to wish you all the best for your race. Be it NCC or SWIF, give it your 110%. We've trained so hard and too long to let it go to waste. So on that day, break our limits and do NYP sprint kayaking proud. This is our time, to prove ourselves that we are no underdogs, but a serious threat to anyone who takes us lightly. We'll break their confidence when we row, and destroy their ego when we take the lead and leave them in our back wash. Even if we lose out, we'll finish the race with pride and honour with our heads still high as we know we've done our best. Just a quote to remember," Pain is weakness escaping the body." So let it all out to become the strongest you can be. All the best team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4125102465259416715?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4125102465259416715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4125102465259416715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4125102465259416715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4125102465259416715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-just-3-days-away-and-im-so-pumped.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-478662537916504261</id><published>2009-06-12T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:05:12.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been 2 months since the PA race, and now, water fest! I somehow don't feel as prepared as i did 2 months ago, however, after Wednesday's training, I'm feeling much better. Improvement can be seen and felt. I just hope that the remaining time left would be sufficient for us to be at our tip top performance. Whatever it is, knowing that we did our best on that day is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are at last here! However, i don't know why i can't feel the real joy and excitement of it all. I guess it's because holiday in poly is just another term for, self study. 3 projects on hand and a ICA after the holidays. Wow, gonna be real fun. This holiday, i plan upgrade myself. Completing my holiday homework for Ms Corrie, getting the projects over and done with and also, self studying. Also, i have to train really hard and give it 200% for every training. It's only slightly more than a week till water fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending the school term in a good note, i got myself 25/30 for business finance!!! I'm quite hyped up about the whole thing, however, it's only 15%. So i will strive harder for the next few ICA's and Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Rebe and Kunnaye's 2 years and 4 months anniversary. Sadly, we couldn't meet due to my hectic schedule. Golly, what a bummer indeed. However, Rebe's presence could be felt the whole day :) Oh well, I'm going to make it up to her in the afternoon. Sakae buffet!!! Awesome, i can't wait to stuff myself with seafood and Japanese rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's getting really late and I've to let my stress little heart and mind to rest. Night ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-478662537916504261?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/478662537916504261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=478662537916504261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/478662537916504261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/478662537916504261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-2-months-since-pa-race-and-now.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7981529470206282029</id><published>2009-06-09T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:00:52.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ICA's&lt;/span&gt; are all over at last! Hip hip hooray! However, poly life isn't so kind. During the holidays, we have 2 nice projects to attend to and also, a written paper right after the holidays. Golly, just when i thought it was all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st June spells out, "WATER FEST". My next up coming race with Kelvin. We haven't been training much together, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure we'll be able to pick up during these remaining 2 weeks. We have to push ourselves all the way. There is no room for slacking or giving up. That's the price we would have to pay in order to even have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; of hope of a desired goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conrad&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;buffydaddy&lt;/span&gt;" lee. Gym, ate dinner together and also a good catch up. He even watched me cut my hair! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;, it's really short and all  now, but i guess it's alright. I kind of miss the days i was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt;(I). The things we did and also all the bonding times we had. However, time waits for no man, and here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt;. Missing here a lot these days, especially when she acts cute over the phone. Oh well, Friday! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sakae&lt;/span&gt; sushi buffet! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a special day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7981529470206282029?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7981529470206282029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7981529470206282029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7981529470206282029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7981529470206282029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/06/icas-are-all-over-at-last-hip-hip.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1484246038532657315</id><published>2009-05-28T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:51:37.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some how, this year is passing by really fast. Time isn't waiting for me, in fact, it seems as if it's running away from me. Week by week, day by day. Sigh, i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting old really fast. This week has been a real tiresome one. 2 project submission, 1 presentation and 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ICA&lt;/span&gt;. Golly, i could see from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; face the joy and relief after today's paper. Tricky, but i guess manageable. One thing i have to thank God for is my dear comforter, Rebe and also the bond that is growing stronger within my clique now. Maybe that is why time is passing on really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i think the earth is suffering from a major heat wave! Most mornings now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a days&lt;/span&gt;, i wake up in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pool&lt;/span&gt; of sweat. It's disgusting, and the worst part is, bathing and once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; out of the toilet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; soaked with sweat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gahhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!! And oh my goodness... Singapore has it's first case of the swine flu. Hope it doesn't spread, so i can be a really joyful young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i really think that things could be resolved by having mutual trust and agreement with one another. No point fighting or finger pointing. If there is a fault or flaw, we are all to blame, hence, we should work together. A straw by its own is weak but in a bundle, strong. I for one hate conflicts, hate finger pointing, hate people talking behind my back, hate miscommunication and hate being entangled within a tough situation. We are all a year older now, shouldn't we be more matured? Why are we all acting like kids? After all, there is no i and u in teamwork. To achieve greatness, one has to admit their flaws. To obtain respect, one has to be humble. If it's going to be many cliques and different views and directions, then i say, no matter how well we do, there is never going to be full satisfaction. But then again, it's easier said than done. I just pray that all this would be resolved soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On  a better note, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Stacey&lt;/span&gt;, kelvin and i are in a competition together! This time, i really hope we can break our limits and do our best. Even if we don't obtain a medal, at the end of the race, i want to know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done my best.&lt;br /&gt;For kelvin: Even though you're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abandoning&lt;/span&gt; me for a certain someone, i hope we can do our best. We have much more to work on and many more hurdles to cross. Lets do it together and achieve what we've never done before. We'll train hard and minimise conflicts between us, okay! If we're unhappy with each other because of a cock up during water training or what so ever, we can also talk it out. But, i know we most likely won't. I need my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nitro&lt;/span&gt; booster, and you need my long hands :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been having really good talks with lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt;. She is such a darling i swear, i don't know why she hasn't dumbed me for another guy. My constant late text messages and busy schedule is a good enough reason to hate my guts, but instead of that, you've done the opposite. You've encouraged me in all sorts of ways, and even eased my burden when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; stressed out with juggling kayaking, studies and exams! You're a real marvel, my heroin in fact. You save &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kunny&lt;/span&gt; land every day, and i so glad that God has granted me an angel. Without you i really wonder how i can still be alive, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; blow up like a bomb! Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hunn&lt;/span&gt;. With much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ending this post with birthday wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;SHANG&lt;/span&gt;!!! ( Come back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;SG&lt;/span&gt; soon!)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRENTICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;JASPREET&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;YAO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! ( My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Botak&lt;/span&gt; Bro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1484246038532657315?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1484246038532657315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1484246038532657315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1484246038532657315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1484246038532657315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-how-this-year-is-passing-by-really.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5613252302186383404</id><published>2009-05-20T08:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:35:24.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think I'm so screwed! I thought i would be able to remember lots from year one sem one, however, i can't recap shit! Access is so though, golly. I wished i could have a hard drive for my brain, studying would be easy peasy! Woke up at 7.10 to go through last minute of studying for my test this afternoon. Okay, I'm just aiming for a good pass here. My classmates should all know that I'm a dumb ass for computer stuff. Oh well, God, please help me remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The absents of blogging is proudly brought to you by SCHOOL! Year 2 work is no child's play, there is no such thing as not doing tutorials and being able to understand. It's insane, the work is so tough and yet, lectures are a mere 1 hour. The teachers got to just rush through every single detail within that small window of time. I wonder how I'm going to fair for this semester, but i hope i could retain a GPA of 3. However, i guess the stress is making me more diligent. I do &lt;strong&gt;most &lt;/strong&gt;of my tutorials now a days. I have to admit that some i just don't have the time to do it. Another issue is the increase of trainings. Both personal and team trainings. I'm really struggling with this, with my role as a vice captain, i can't just disappear from training. However, in real fact i do! I'm lacking so badly in my studies now, i don't even have confidence for the upcoming ICA test. Gah... Stress stress stress!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness i have my chill pill, REBE! She has been so encouraging when I'm all stressed up. Somehow, she holds this power that can easily make me calm. And also, after trainings on sat, i could await unlimited amounts of massage from rebe the great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/ShNPB1tVsmI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ERkfARqWMMw/s1600-h/Picture+0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337696876379877986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/ShNPB1tVsmI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ERkfARqWMMw/s320/Picture+0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why i put this pic up, but oh well... that's Beauty(rebe) and the Beast(muah) for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on with the belated wishes.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY KELVIN!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY MARCUS TAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY SAM TAN!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY JOEL TAN!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY PEI SHI!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY THERESA!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated 2 YEARS 3 MONTHS REBE!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated MOTHERS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. sorry if i missed anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5613252302186383404?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5613252302186383404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5613252302186383404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5613252302186383404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5613252302186383404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-im-so-screwed-i-thought-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/ShNPB1tVsmI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ERkfARqWMMw/s72-c/Picture+0369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4730648754040481952</id><published>2009-05-02T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:14:00.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello folks! I realised that it has been awhile since i last blogged. Firstly, school has started and its been draining most of my time. Secondly, lots of things has taken place during the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i wont recap my whole week, but i will tell you about some recent stuff. Starting off with today. I found out the real meaning behind the word, "Sentosa". It basically means, have fun and suffer later. I got so burnt from the heat! So much for the lousy weather forecast which said rain. Anyway, captain's ball, Frisbee and soccer was fun. However, volleyball took first place. Okay, not really volleyball, more or volleyball circle of death! Basically, we stand in a circle and play volleyball, however, if you hit the ball away, make it touch the ground or miss a shot, you do a forfeit. In kayaking terms, push ups. After Sentosa, it was off to Pastamania! I think that's our team's hangout place. Lastly, finishing it off with some picture taking and VISA advert video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, hangout at Loof and stay over at kelvin's place. Suddenly, really tired of typing. So I'll keep it short. There was fun, joy and laughter. Gay kissing, lots of drinking, stupid question games, Squeezy dancing, crazy talk and last of all, a wonder night. I so wanna have this kind of nights more often. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I'm off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures from PA race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiNjICGwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YRNKCYVKg_I/s1600-h/2838_77504848362_567518362_1589823_1745716_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331244043806579458" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiNjICGwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YRNKCYVKg_I/s320/2838_77504848362_567518362_1589823_1745716_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My k2 partner and nitro booster. We call him, "Kelvin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiNkl-ICI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HNVTiRWyEdA/s1600-h/CIMG6204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331244044200583202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiNkl-ICI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HNVTiRWyEdA/s320/CIMG6204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the medal winners. Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiN8rR5kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gcBhySleEDg/s1600-h/PA7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331244050665301570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiN8rR5kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/gcBhySleEDg/s320/PA7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiOE8y61I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/p_vWQyzTEKM/s1600-h/CIMG6238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331244052886252370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiOE8y61I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/p_vWQyzTEKM/s320/CIMG6238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome team members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiN0LjugI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qFkQ9SWYkhg/s1600-h/PA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331244048384768514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiN0LjugI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qFkQ9SWYkhg/s320/PA3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how greedy our team is... But i like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4730648754040481952?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4730648754040481952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4730648754040481952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4730648754040481952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4730648754040481952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-folks-i-realised-that-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SfxiNjICGwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YRNKCYVKg_I/s72-c/2838_77504848362_567518362_1589823_1745716_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8870710346535971533</id><published>2009-04-26T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:42:11.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this could be one of the happiest moments in my life! Although it might not be such a big thing to professionals as they could easily attain it, winning 3rd in a k boat race was awesome! A big thank you to you my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppjlb&lt;/span&gt; partner, Kelvin. Thanks for being my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nitro&lt;/span&gt; booster and awesome coordination. Also, a big thank you to all those people who taught us and made us improve over the short period of 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Today's&lt;/span&gt; race started off with a awesome start, leading for the front part of the race. Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; and good balance paid off. However, although the last part took placed with some difficulty with balancing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad it didn't affect us that much. We continued and finished the remaining distance with full force. At least bro, we know our true position. However, it just goes to show that anything can happen. Because, i shit you not my friend, we have lots more to improve on. But for now, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With reference to my previous post, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aimed&lt;/span&gt; to obtain a medal for kayaking. Thank you lord for really helping me with that goal today. I'm sure without you, things would have been so different. Therefore, in the lord i trust, i will be strong when he's with me. Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt; too! She was such a great comforter and motivator. Always telling me i could when i felt at my lowest. Love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, tomorrow will be the start of school. Golly, i so dread school. However, life goes on. At least there is something to look forward to. That's the junior batch! I wonder how it'll be... till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8870710346535971533?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8870710346535971533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8870710346535971533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8870710346535971533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8870710346535971533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-this-could-be-one-of-happiest.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-3068761162856184115</id><published>2009-04-20T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:48:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>H is for HAPPY! I'm so relief about the whole thing. Kelvin and I are in for the k2 race! It's straight finals and we're in an imaginary lane 8. I'm filled with excitement and joy. Thanks coach and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;luqman&lt;/span&gt; for helping us get in. You've take a ton of load of our backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while i crashed Conrad's lecture, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; discovered a new wonder. Well not really new, more of going back in to the past. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NEOPETS&lt;/span&gt;! I created an account and was so lucky to obtain a limited pet. Conrad was so jealous. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;... But i couldn't do much with the new account because i needed to play for at least 48 hours till i could go collect free stuff. I met so many people today! Starting with Conrad then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yvelyn&lt;/span&gt; and after the lecture, Cheryl and Edwin and Addie (Conrad's friend) and Celene, ending it off with Claudia in town! So amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, although i want to tell you more, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; lazy to do so. Hence till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-3068761162856184115?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3068761162856184115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=3068761162856184115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3068761162856184115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3068761162856184115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/h-is-for-happy-im-so-relief-about-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7205295537890732085</id><published>2009-04-19T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:15:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seriously very worried. No word has come back to me about the upcoming race. In a way, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; destroyed within, training so hard for it and yet, a possibility of not being able to compete. A huge wave of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;insecurity&lt;/span&gt; has hit kelvin and myself, and it's so hard to keep positive. Please Lord, answer my prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7205295537890732085?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7205295537890732085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7205295537890732085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7205295537890732085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7205295537890732085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-seriously-very-worried.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4802701326003973803</id><published>2009-04-16T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:13:16.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart skipped a beat awhile ago. Suddenly, panic and tension grew within the atmosphere. The finalised list for events of the upcoming PA race was out, and kelvin and myself are no where to be found in our k2 event. Phone calls and desperate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; conversations took place as we all awaited what could be done. The worst part is, we have to wait till tomorrow morning to find out if it was a mistake. Insomnia could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fore casted&lt;/span&gt; for the night ahead. Sigh... If it is no mistake and nothing could be done, all our hard work, pain and sweat was for nothing. Especially time, which is not on our side at all. It's just a week till PA and this had to happen. I pray for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note, my k1 list is out. Heat 1 lane lane 5 spelled anxiety. My body is still pumping with adrenaline and butterflies seem to be in my stomach. Although i don't know how good and skilled my competitors are, i just have to expect the very best out of them. By doing so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; prepare for the worst and hence, train much harder. I must do my best throughout the race. Starting burst, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; and final burst. I must whack all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4802701326003973803?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4802701326003973803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4802701326003973803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4802701326003973803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4802701326003973803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-heart-skipped-beat-awhile-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4632091513160745545</id><published>2009-04-11T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:53:46.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh no! Once again I'm in a serious financial problem. I guess the world wide economic situation has hit me too. Sigh, too bad i ain't a rich little brat who could get anything he wanted with just a snap of his fingers. Oh well, i guess I'll just have to live with kun, the poor little brat who gets nothing even though he snaps his fingers. Sniffle sniffle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much better note, yesterday was 2 years 2 months anniversary! Ha ha, awesome! Sweet little Rebe came down to my house in the wee hours of the morning (10am) and greeted me with a nice big smile! We had and sumptuous lunch and then headed down to the grand Cathay. I so love the cinema there, it's huge and the seats are so comfortable. Anyway, yesterday was the first time watching 2 movies in a day with my little Rebe. We watched shinjuku incident at 2pm and confessions of a shopaholic at 7.30. In between we had expensive billy bombers but a great time playing, "guess that friend!" Okay, so the game basically goes like this. We think of a friend that both of us knows, describe that friend in 3 words and then wait for the the person to guess. It's superbly fun and a great way to kill time and have a great laugh at it as well. In all, yesterday was indeed a GOOD Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To miss foo-to-be, i love you lots. Even though some times you make my faint heart hurt, you colour my world with love. When you're away from me, the world suddenly feels cold and dull, but when you're next to me, the world is like candy land! We've gone through it all, fights, arguments and even break ups. However, we've always given in to each other after that. You are like my Santa clause, just without a beard, tummy and a dick. You buy me candy almost all the time and take care of me when i starve without money. Thank you darling! Although you always put ugly pics of me on your blog. I LOVE YOU! I LUV EUUUXZX! I LURB YOU! I HEART YOU! I &lt;3 YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SeBmqsd_S-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/U1sRfUaBeYw/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323367643229408226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SeBmqsd_S-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/U1sRfUaBeYw/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SeBmq3QcAbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EujC0CJctLk/s1600-h/DSC00284(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323367646125359538" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SeBmq3QcAbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EujC0CJctLk/s320/DSC00284(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today's training has been a rather good one. I feel that kelvin and I did well today. Although it was off to a bad start, we eventually picked up and did better and better for the next few sets. We must keep this up if we even want to stand a chance during PA race. K1 today was quite good too, although the water was really heavy, i managed to push myself to my limits. Feeling tired after every set. However, I'm still far from Jun Wei and Alfred. I need to push even harder during trainings if i want to catch up to their standards. All in all, the whole team is improving. Everyone is giving their 150% during trainings, and it's in fact quite nice to see. When we as individuals do our part, the team as a whole will rise. Since i miss doing the cheer... NYP KAYAKING!!! WOOOSH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4632091513160745545?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4632091513160745545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4632091513160745545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4632091513160745545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4632091513160745545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-no-once-again-im-in-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SeBmqsd_S-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/U1sRfUaBeYw/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1303341894267925502</id><published>2009-04-08T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:52:08.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Training after training after training. Golly... i think my body is going to break down any time soon. I can't imagine how Marcus does it, it's insane! He's doing like rowing in the morning and gym in the afternoon. Told you, he's mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, training has really done me some good. I can feel myself improving with my starting burst, long hard pulls and final burst. Also, improvement with kelvin. Although we're still shaky sometimes, I'm very sure we can do well for our race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lunch was pretty awesome. Not because of the food, but because of the 30% discount! It's so awesome when you eat so much and get any possible meal and only pay around 10 for pastamania! Well, kelvin kind of knows some people who work there, so he was able to pull some strings here and there for us. Yum yum... If I'm not wrong, the discount amounted to around $20. See how much we saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i don't know why I'm so unlucky this past 2 days. Yesterday i was minding my own business, walking to the shed when suddenly... a stupid bird released its waste on my head. ARGH!! I mean, WTF! I was so pissed for around 5 mins, as i had to wash that disgusting stuff off my head. Today, while i was rowing, i capsized. Guess what, i lost my shades! I'm so unlucky. I hope nothing happens tomorrow, i really hope, in fact i pray nothing happens tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random quote, because i found it quite interesting. "Silence is like a double edged sword. It's peaceful and yet deafening."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1303341894267925502?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1303341894267925502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1303341894267925502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1303341894267925502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1303341894267925502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/training-after-training-after-training.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7933572796766991522</id><published>2009-04-07T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:39:12.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Firstly, good job Mr. Captain Luqman! You're doing good as a new captain, keep it up. Just remember the points that were told to you on how to improve and you'll become a better leader.&lt;br /&gt;Gym trainings on Mondays are getting more and more intense with the upcoming PA race. Pushing ourselves mentally and physically, just to keep the hope of winning alive. Every time our body tells us we can't go on, we put our minds over the pain, eventually pushing harder and becoming stronger. Just hope that all this pays off during PA race. If we lose, it's still ok, because we've done our best and there is no point regretting. Failure only makes one stronger and more determined. Sea trainings are also becoming more intense. All I can say is, awesome! With sea trainings being this intense, i can see that everyone is improving. NYP spirit, don't ask questions, just WHACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote taken from Prentice,"Pain is weakness escaping the body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to set targets for this year.&lt;br /&gt;1) To become at least 70kg&lt;br /&gt;2) To be on par as the seniors or even faster&lt;br /&gt;3) To keep the competitive spirit high&lt;br /&gt;4) Win medals&lt;br /&gt;5) Regain honour to NYP SPRINT KAYAKING TEAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope my team and i can obtain the last target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sds7Nji7yHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/WN94dMHyX-g/s1600-h/IMG_583711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321912488734476402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sds7Nji7yHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/WN94dMHyX-g/s320/IMG_583711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rebe the smarty pants got top in level for mcq physics, congrats! Knew you were a smart little girl. Haha, continue to strive hard baby! Obtain the best possible results for A levels and all the best for your PW results on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sds69CBmlJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UvGQKvfh260/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321912204858397842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sds69CBmlJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UvGQKvfh260/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to you! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7933572796766991522?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7933572796766991522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7933572796766991522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7933572796766991522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7933572796766991522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/firstly-good-job-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/Sds7Nji7yHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/WN94dMHyX-g/s72-c/IMG_583711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5688087122630537799</id><published>2009-04-05T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:08:26.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The future is complicating in every single way. Nothing can be 100% confirmed until it actually happens or takes place. I just came back from my kayaking chalet. Weeks before this chalet, we were planning and trying to make sure the chalet goes our way. However, back then we thought we didn't have to go training on Saturday and that the chalet was far from every place. So much of our planning and brain storming was not executed during the chalet. Then again, it was pretty good. Kelvin introduced the new version of RISK to us. It was a bomb playing and just back stabbing one another. i rate RISK 4 stars! Haha, a great time killer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing down ceremony was held last night and i have to say it was not what a lot of us expected. However, I'm sure everything takes place for a reason. No matter what, we're a team, NYP sprint kayaking team. Distractions and conflicts aside, we as individuals must fight for our team sake. To regain respect, and make others fear us as competitors. We must strive to make our team known as one of the strongest. I hope for your team this coming year would be that we strive together and reclaim what was lost last year. The only way i know how we can do it, is to work together, pushing each other to beyond our limits and bond as a team. Because there is no I in Team, we must do this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results for 09/10 committee&lt;br /&gt;Captain: Luqman&lt;br /&gt;Female Captain: Ai Sing&lt;br /&gt;Vice-Captain: Me (Kun)&lt;br /&gt;Female Vice-Captain: Joyce&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer: Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;Logistics: Yee Keng&lt;br /&gt;Secretary: Sherlyna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, we're back! Reun as one whole package again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, PA race is coming up soon and just thinking about it makes my adrenaline pump throughout my body. I'm taking part in K1 and K2 with kelvin as my new and first partner! For me to obtain good results for the race, I've to train harder for water trainings. Pushing myself even though my body tells me to quit and also, land training. Building up my strength would definitely bring me to the next level. Hopefully my mass gainer would be able to aid and speed up my muscle growth. Oh well... To all that is taking part in PA race, all the best! Lets own this shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SdhYhheD46I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xG4rdJZzoHU/s1600-h/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321100292681622434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SdhYhheD46I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xG4rdJZzoHU/s320/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5688087122630537799?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5688087122630537799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5688087122630537799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5688087122630537799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5688087122630537799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/04/future-is-complicating-in-every-single.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SdhYhheD46I/AAAAAAAAAOI/xG4rdJZzoHU/s72-c/IMG_1447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8214702472758222144</id><published>2009-03-29T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:11:06.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every beginning has an ending. This story ended today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact made by you before you fled my house still lingers around. Looking fine outside but extremely hurt within. Today was different from all other days. Today i knew it ended. Today i deleted every picture of you and i. Today i made a stand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be alone. Today marks a new beginning. Today ended 2 years 1 month and 19 days. Today the weather suit the atmosphere just right. Today i sit in my room silent. Today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; confused whats going to happen next. Today i lost my closest friend. Today i became single again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and all the best to you. All the best for your A levels ahead. All the best with your family and friends. All the best with the future. All the best without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, i just have to embrace this silence. No more everyday ringing from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hand phone&lt;/span&gt;. No more night talks. No more you. I guess this is what's planned out for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8214702472758222144?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8214702472758222144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8214702472758222144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8214702472758222144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8214702472758222144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-beginning-has-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5648316037089668010</id><published>2009-03-28T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:35:03.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A long run in the middle of the night really helps to clear your mind. I did it yesterday. So many things in just this small little brain of mind. And after a talk with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt;, i realized, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so stupid into thinking why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so inferior to others and why i can't just be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; decided to change for the better. Today i walked out of my house with much more confidence, with much more pride. Anyway, training at 8.15 this morning was quite awesome. Aside from waking up early in the morning and running to the bus stop to catch my lovely and inconsistent 855, training was some what fun. We did (fart-leg)&lt;-- unsure of the spelling. 1km sprint and 500m slow row for 6 sets! Golly, it was so tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; to support those who were taking part in MR500. Congrats to all of them for making it to the finals! Awesome-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;! All the best for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tomorrow's&lt;/span&gt; race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so tired and drained from the whole day. Thus, an early night sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5648316037089668010?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5648316037089668010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5648316037089668010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5648316037089668010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5648316037089668010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-run-in-middle-of-night-really.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-6029055005240312220</id><published>2009-03-27T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:27:48.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tennis. I club. I drink. I dance. I kayak. I gym. I swim. I chill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know why this world is so judging. Why couldn't it be oh so blissful. Holding my true self in front of certain people because of the fear of being judged. Feeling low sometimes because people look down on you due to your academics. I don't know why, i don't know how come, but i do know that change is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of wants and goals i want to obtain. Winning at least a medal for kayaking, obtaining an overall GPA score of 3.5 or above at the end of year 3... The list goes on. To obtain these goals and wants, the only solution is to work hard. Working hard even though it might not be very pleasing or fun or even boring when doing so. Because the process would never be easy, but the outcome would be wonderful or even mind blowing. However, the best feeling when you obtain that goal you set, is knowing that all that hard work paid of. All that hours spent suffering was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we don't always get what we want. Even when we work hard for it. Simply because, the world is an unfair place. Examples like working hard in a group to obtain an A grade for a project, but your group mates don't give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why rent about this? I don't know... Just feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317810812549947106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/ScyowlDFXuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vHKlFu_vuRM/s320/Picture+0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic of the tee I'm wearing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-6029055005240312220?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6029055005240312220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=6029055005240312220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6029055005240312220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6029055005240312220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-tennis.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/ScyowlDFXuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vHKlFu_vuRM/s72-c/Picture+0351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4939288197770626275</id><published>2009-03-26T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:55:19.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This holiday has been a real nice change in lifestyle and an enriching experience for my life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; trip with friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong and well, going out to a club with my friends. More to come this holiday, 3rd-5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of next month would be the passing down chalet for my kayaking team. Can't wait for it, but in the mean time, much planning and organising is needed for the chalet and club crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; feeling within me. It's about meeting the juniors and potential &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kayakers&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt;. It's weird, but i guess the feeling of something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/ScuRoKgpLwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AHIwknm8JPM/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4939288197770626275?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4939288197770626275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4939288197770626275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4939288197770626275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4939288197770626275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-holiday-has-been-real-nice-change.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2753371768648319267</id><published>2009-03-18T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:38:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Live it, Love it, HONG KONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT! The people are so damm rude. I couldn't believe that almost the whole of Hong Kong was filled with loud and rude people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 1: We were looking for a bus to the hills to check out some temple, and we asked this other bus driver where the bus was. He spoke in his own language and we couldn't catch what he was saying. He was so impatient and started raising his voice in English telling us. I mean, if you knew English in the first place, goodness, just tell us in English! Next, he didn't have to raise his voice at all. Dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 2: My dad was going to pay off the bill for dinner. So he asked the cashier for the amount. My dad couldn't catch what the guy was saying the first time, and when he asked again for clarification, he shouted at my dad telling him the amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the trip would have been so much better if the people were a tad nicer. Other than that, i guess the trip was quite alright. Loved the food and the portion. Delicious and huge, that won my heart for sure! However, although i did some shopping, i was expecting much more. It wasn't as cheap as i thought it would be, the prices for some of the goods were either more expensive or the same price as Singapore. The variety was not really there too. But maybe, it could be because we don't know the place well. So who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got back last night. Super shagged with the whole flight and unpacking. Sadly, I'm suffering from a rash! Oh well, i just hope it'll go away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CONRAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at last 18 and legal for clubbing, drinking, driving and smoking. Hopefully you won't smoke but all the above are alright to a certain extend. Enjoy your day! And I'll see you later at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to bed. Goodnight to all readers. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2753371768648319267?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2753371768648319267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2753371768648319267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2753371768648319267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2753371768648319267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-it-love-it-hong-kong-not-people.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-6634789054763382156</id><published>2009-03-06T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:19:45.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting in the living room now, using this huge computer. It's amazing how technology has improved so much. I remember just around 5 years ago, i was sitting in my room staring at a small little screen. I guess that's why my eye sight became really bad. For that, i say," CHEERS to technology!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, Genting. I just loved the whole trip. The weather, the games, the bonding but most of all the experience of going to another country with your friends. It's so different when you go overseas with your family. With friends, you do whatever you liked, whenever! Not going to elaborate on the trip, but a word to sum the whole thing up, " AWESOME!" Pictures will be posted soon as this computer doesn't have the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back in Singapore has also been some what fun. Training with my friends, swimming and even watching movies has made my holiday a tad better. Today's gymming session with Conrad was fun, although it was more of a catch up session. It's just fun to chill out with buddies and getting updated about their lives. Wish this feeling doesn't end, but all good stories have to come to an end some time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering on an issue, i wonder if i really am who i am in front of people. Do I hold back just to impress or do I hold back so people would not find me an irritant? All these just keep running through my mind tonight. Only a few people know who i really am and how I really act. I'll have to admit, I'm a very high person who loves keeping myself busy with things to do. Therefore, if there is just nothing to do, I'll tend to do things that gets attention or makes myself happy. But maybe, i should just stop this childishness and be more matured? I don't know... It just seems that I'm hiding behind a mask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-6634789054763382156?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/6634789054763382156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=6634789054763382156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6634789054763382156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/6634789054763382156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/03/sitting-in-living-room-now-using-this.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2282904288272079667</id><published>2009-02-27T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:47:08.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holiday isn't really that joyous. Besides the exciting trip that is going to take place tomorrow night and the holiday trip with my family to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong, i guess holidays are rather dry. When there is no training, i just sit at home, letting flies attack my head and bacteria to infest my body. Staring at the computer for hours and hours playing games, watching movies or even just surfing the net might be fun when it's school time or exam periods, but after all that... it just becomes rather dry! I swear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; losing more brain cells just doing this day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, why should i complain! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, i mean i have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;luxury&lt;/span&gt; of time on my side now. No rushing for projects or cramping my mind with information just so i can get through a paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was sick for the last 2 days. It's been quite some time since i was last down with a fever. Golly, i don't like it a bit! Lazing in bed with the temperature changing constantly. Cold one moment and hot a minute later. Uncomfortable is the word! Drinking lots of water was my main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;priority&lt;/span&gt; during those last 2 days, i drank so much that i constantly pee-ed throughout the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow would start off with training in the morning then home to pack for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; trip. After which meeting lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt; and then off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GENTING&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Weee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2282904288272079667?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2282904288272079667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2282904288272079667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2282904288272079667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2282904288272079667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/02/holiday-isnt-really-that-joyous.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8886970308329257822</id><published>2009-02-23T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:06:37.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE OVER! And a huge sigh of relief that this time, i have confidence that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; do pretty well. Hopefully, this ain't going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jixn&lt;/span&gt; the whole exam thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered a new high with just 3 additional friends. That new high is called "left 4 dead". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, i know... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; slow in the gaming world, but oh well. It's superbly fun when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; at this game. I have to say, this game can be quite a team building game. When your teammates shout and scream when a horde of zombies appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to training, and golly! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; seen much improvements in "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;zubat&lt;/span&gt;". He's owning kelvin and i in pull ups! First gym training with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kayakers&lt;/span&gt; in a long time, and sad to say, no much slack given to us. Warm up started with a 2.4km run, followed by gym and then PULL UPS! I have to get back my form and fitness. Feel so weak... sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; night would be an opening for an exciting journey. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GENTING&lt;/span&gt; here i come! Firstly, it'll be my first time ever going up there. Apart from the poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; factor for the rides, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still going to enjoy the rides. Praying that it'll not be my last but the start of many to come in the future. Will update more on the trip after it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will update &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; after the trip so till then, SMILE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8886970308329257822?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8886970308329257822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8886970308329257822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8886970308329257822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8886970308329257822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/02/exams-are-over-and-huge-sigh-of-relief.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7638535261061434734</id><published>2009-02-16T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:53:08.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One down, three more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say the test was easy or hard, just in case it jinx the whole paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GABE THE BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one who has joined the 18 gang, soon all of us will be 18 and we can go party! Last night i had the most crabs in my entire life. In all there were 12 crabs and 5 different styles. All i can say is ,"YUM!". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chili&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XO&lt;/span&gt;, salted egg, black pepper and a soup crab thing. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joshua's&lt;/span&gt; birthday celebration and he treated us to the crabs. THANK YOU! Not much time to spend blogging as there is still exams, so... I promise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; blog more often and longer post. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SZlvhg1EvPI/AAAAAAAAANo/PR-KX88d078/s1600-h/Valentines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303392657744379122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SZlvhg1EvPI/AAAAAAAAANo/PR-KX88d078/s320/Valentines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SZlvhr0D2VI/AAAAAAAAANw/xlwEgBv7Dpg/s1600-h/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303392660692916562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SZlvhr0D2VI/AAAAAAAAANw/xlwEgBv7Dpg/s320/new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7638535261061434734?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7638535261061434734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7638535261061434734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7638535261061434734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7638535261061434734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-down-three-more-to-go-im-not-going.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SZlvhg1EvPI/AAAAAAAAANo/PR-KX88d078/s72-c/Valentines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4325710771215001136</id><published>2009-02-09T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:22:15.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait! It's just around 44 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; more and then REBE and I will be 2 years running! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt;!! She got me my present today and dang, it sure is fine! An 8 GB &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you baby cake! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a real productive day. I'm glad to announce that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; finished my revision with microeconomics. However, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; still touch it as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really hoping for an A. Golly, today i realised that statistics topic F and G are seriously free marks. I've got to get perfect marks for section B during the exam or else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be losing out big time. Tomorrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; try to finish off statistics revision and move on to the much hated management. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4325710771215001136?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4325710771215001136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4325710771215001136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4325710771215001136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4325710771215001136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-wait-its-just-around-44-mins.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5097146828012382103</id><published>2009-02-05T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:42:53.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last oral com and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; web module is over! Today marks the end of the semester. A one week study break next week and the exams. What a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Microeconomics&lt;/span&gt; 4-6&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;:Statistics 12.30-2.30&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;:Management 4-6&lt;br /&gt;23rd:Afa12.30-2.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it'll be a sweet 2 months and 2 weeks break. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt;! I can't wait for the end of exams. I have so many plans after exams and dang, i can't wait. However, for some weird reason i have this feeling of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;. It's weird. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; has been so fast and yet it exposed many of my classmates true colours. Oh well, whatever the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; throws to me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, just focus on studying and obtaining a nice GPA. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"True colours shown."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5097146828012382103?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5097146828012382103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5097146828012382103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5097146828012382103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5097146828012382103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-last-oral-com-and-internet-web.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8914871016210153926</id><published>2009-01-31T09:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:01:55.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i promise i will upload the pictures from the surprise birthday up today! I'll then upload the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; pictures once i get them from whoever. Oh yea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; up load pictures from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Extremely tired from the previous day as it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; and also my surprise dinner. Had to drag myself out of bed, into the shower and then into the bus. Reaching school at 10am is certainly not easy when your mind is just filled with fatigue. Well school as usual... At night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Syafiq&lt;/span&gt;, Dave, Darren, Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zahirah&lt;/span&gt;, Wen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Qin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shikin&lt;/span&gt; celebrated my birthday with me. Thanks guys! Played stupid card games which was hilarious and even some forfeits involving me. GULP! Then again, it was just a short gathering as everyone was tired i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Gym in the morning with Alvin and supposedly Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;. Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt; however, was a real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kuku&lt;/span&gt; for forgetting to bring his shoes! Like who the hell goes to a gym without shoes. So anyway, Alvin and I went gym instead. I have to start working my abs again or else it'll soon be wiped out from the face of the earth! After gym was school... Then came the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chingay&lt;/span&gt; thing again. Started out with a wild goose chase. Running here and there just to go into the place we were supposed to change in. Anyway, we were golden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dang! Look at the time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; got to get ready for coach house. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; continue next time. Don't worry the pics are still gonna appear in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOvbX1QLxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RM-knL7vkp4/s1600-h/CIMG2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297270471506538258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOvbX1QLxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RM-knL7vkp4/s320/CIMG2807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOvwEwPN-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/NYvXkaDgUtw/s1600-h/CIMG2808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297270827162482658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOvwEwPN-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/NYvXkaDgUtw/s320/CIMG2808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOwRrXkpRI/AAAAAAAAANA/zdgd9b_VDpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297271404463695122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOwRrXkpRI/AAAAAAAAANA/zdgd9b_VDpQ/s320/IMG_0998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOworjfe8I/AAAAAAAAANI/V6EGQPdpuBA/s1600-h/IMG_1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297271799650679746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOworjfe8I/AAAAAAAAANI/V6EGQPdpuBA/s320/IMG_1020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Awesome 18!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8914871016210153926?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8914871016210153926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8914871016210153926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8914871016210153926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8914871016210153926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-i-promise-i-will-upload-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SYOvbX1QLxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/RM-knL7vkp4/s72-c/CIMG2807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-7276790837015804163</id><published>2009-01-29T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:08:23.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be a super fast and maybe short post as the new 18 year old rushes to school after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i would like to thank everyone that has wished me a happy 18 birthday. I'm really touched. It's like a great feeling to have on your birthday. When almost everyone you know wishes you. Also, a big thank you to rebe my baby for planning my surprise birthday last night after chingay practice. I was really touched when i saw my kayaking friends and you suddenly celebrating my birthday. YAY! Another big thanks to marcus koy, kelvin (even though we weren't there), hafiz, wei yi, luqman and en kai! For planning the surprise with rebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't elaborate more. Have to split now. Pictures will be uploaded soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"18 is feeling awesome!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-7276790837015804163?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/7276790837015804163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=7276790837015804163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7276790837015804163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/7276790837015804163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-will-be-super-fast-and-maybe-short.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1793916703737676462</id><published>2009-01-21T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:05:37.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing to know that some people are just so arrogant. From how they think lecture seats belong to them to how they look down on people. My goodness, someone should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shove&lt;/span&gt; a pencil up their asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, anyway today began with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;microecons&lt;/span&gt; presentation. Frankly i think my whole group did well. Felt like i let my group down during the presentation, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not too sure. It could just be my some what "low" self esteem taking control at that moment. Oh well, right after that, it was speech time! 11 speakers including myself went in front of 4 class to share our speech. I have to say, some of the speakers were pretty darn good. From their start to capture the audience attention to the way they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;re enforced&lt;/span&gt; their points. Well, my speech went well i guess? Since Mr. John said i improved. I love complements, i really do. But then again, there is much more room for improvements. My speech was on the importance of brushing your teeth at least twice a day. I'm glad i choose that topic. For one, it was out of the ordinary and different from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned home and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;re watched&lt;/span&gt; "23". That show doesn't get boring at all! It's so interesting. When one can become so affected by such a small thing. In a way, we are all some what affected by something small. It's human nature i guess. For example; not obtaining the answer to a question or even a negative feedback. I'm quite sure we are all affected in a way. To be perfect or close to perfect would be a joy, however, no one gets that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weakness in life is that i cannot handle negative feedback well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt;, when someone throws me a negative feedback, it kinda spoils my day. Luckily, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; quite a happy-go-lucky person. Just give me time and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; back! As if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When life pushes you down, and you fall hard. Are you going to stay down or are&lt;br /&gt;you going to get up and finish the race?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1793916703737676462?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1793916703737676462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1793916703737676462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1793916703737676462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1793916703737676462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-amazing-to-know-that-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-5565673008780655251</id><published>2009-01-17T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:59:56.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week and the next week will has and will be a torture. This week, my class and I have been mugging for statistics and accounting ICA. Who every told me the yellow paper is easier for accounting should be shot! Statistic paper 3 was tough, one of the hardest stats paper I've ever sat for. The coming week would be hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Finish up micro project and speech on wed. Ending with training.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Microeconomics project deadline and speech.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Internet web project deadline.&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Management presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the whole week is going be an energy draining one. I'll probably sleep very early the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebe came over to my place today. Showed her some new card tricks and ended up teaching it to her, as always! After, we played speed which i totally owned and then, slap jack... which i totally lost in. I guess we have our strong and weak points huh rebe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched gossip girl's new episode. WOOOO!! Love gossip girl, but I'm waiting for prison break's next episode to come out. We went to J8 after gossip girl. Had fun in the arcade and a very nice talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my cute little rebe. You never fail to put a smile on my face even when I'm at my lowest. You would come all the way to my place just so we could be together for a few hours. You would massage my aching body when no one will. You you treat me when I'm broke. You would encourage me when I'm low is self esteem. You would sacrifice your time just to teach me equations that i don't understand. That's why, even through all the "fights" we've gone through and all the times we were mad at each other, i would never let you go. And if i ever stupidly let you go, i would hook you back with my fishing rod. So don't you ever feel lousy about yourself because just to do all these for me, you're a world class champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-5565673008780655251?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/5565673008780655251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=5565673008780655251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5565673008780655251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/5565673008780655251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-week-and-next-week-will-has-and.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-3715286567974870081</id><published>2009-01-12T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:34:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCM was a total bummer. I'm just feeling lousy about the whole thing. I know shit like capsizing happens but i still can't let it go. Thanks to those who have comforted me. Well, the whole organization of SCM was total bull! From the start to the end. But, let bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big congrats to all who have won medals, you all deserve every bit of it! To all those that didn't manage to obtain a medal, strive for greatness! Improvement is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've told myself after the race:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone, many more have not won a medal this day.&lt;br /&gt;I've not left empty handed, in fact, I've gained precious experience.&lt;br /&gt;Why let this destroy my day, it's just the beginning of my kayaking life.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has to start somewhere, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are all champs!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-3715286567974870081?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3715286567974870081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=3715286567974870081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3715286567974870081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3715286567974870081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/scm-was-total-bummer.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-3625056894609156140</id><published>2009-01-09T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:37:43.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why i even bother wishing my "blog readers" hello before i start of with a post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, i mean i don't advertise my blog on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; or anywhere! Well, in a way this shall be my personal life journal? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... with little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt; and maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;poshy&lt;/span&gt; reading once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cathay&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon to meet up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt; and her mum. It's her mum's birthday today, so both of us treated her to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Astons&lt;/span&gt;. Dang...! I love that place, no service charge and awesomely cheap! Love it to the max! After that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rebe&lt;/span&gt; and i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thomson&lt;/span&gt; plaza's Video &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ezy&lt;/span&gt;. After that, home sweet home! Watched "the love guru" and "forgetting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Marshal&lt;/span&gt;". Ain't too sure about the spelling but ... who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby had to rush of for her friends birthday party, leaving poor little me. Sad, lonely, hungry, cold and emotional. Sniffle sniffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow will be a very interesting one! Kicking of with the transportation of boats to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kallang&lt;/span&gt;. Testing the water, wind and atmosphere for the "Singapore Canoe Marathon". I'm so eager. Skipping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but await 12a.m. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-3625056894609156140?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/3625056894609156140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=3625056894609156140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3625056894609156140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/3625056894609156140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-why-i-even-bother-wishing.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2440521547479723321</id><published>2009-01-08T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:31:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, FUCK my stupid school today. I shall not say what school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in. Just in case they wanna sue me. Oh well... it all started with a text message last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9p.m last night, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a text message from an unknown number telling me that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; open house duty the next day. So i stupidly agreed to go down. I mean, why not help the school? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school with a positive spirit, thinking that i might just help someone who wants to check out the school. However, that didn't happen. In fact, it didn't even come close! So i was supposed to meet this unknown person at 1.15p.m, i waited, waited, waited and waited till it was 2 fucking 15. Then i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a text telling me i don't need to be there and i could go home. WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vulgarities&lt;/span&gt;. So that kinda ruined my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in just 3 more days time, it'll be my first every competition for kayaking! SINGAPORE CANOE MARATHON! It'll be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; but as the machine very long says... as long as we finish the race, we're winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give my best for my coach, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;team &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best fellow teammates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWX__pEeF8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/eZSUj3C7MV8/s1600-h/scm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288914806237960130" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWX__pEeF8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/eZSUj3C7MV8/s320/scm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2440521547479723321?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2440521547479723321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2440521547479723321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2440521547479723321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2440521547479723321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/firstly-fuck-my-stupid-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWX__pEeF8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/eZSUj3C7MV8/s72-c/scm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8296891402181452156</id><published>2009-01-05T21:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:05:58.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all... MERRY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly... HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly... HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just done my round of blog hopping and realised that everyone was talking about 2008 and dedications to everybody. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; just talk about my SPLENDID 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been a bomb! First part of the year was really interesting and a great experience. Working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; Bank was wonderful! The people were great and were always there to lend a helping hand even when they were tight with their work. I'll never forget my department, oh and thanks for the bag, t-shirt and meals you've given and treated me to! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the working &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;, i went to Cambodia to do mission work. Dang! That trip was really an eye opener. It really showed me how we as Singaporeans are so blessed. In Cambodia, treating the street kids to dinner or even buying them a pair of cheap slippers was like giving a little piece of Heaven to them. They loved every bit of it and accepted it whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hearted-ly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came poly!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Freshie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pageant&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-Awesome kayaking friends!&lt;br /&gt;-Easy going clique&lt;br /&gt;and well, many more! I loved almost every part of poly... ALMOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess poly kinda took up the rest of the year. 2008 went by in a blink of an eye. Well, to me at least. Although there were ups and downs in 2008, it was certainly an awesome year. But lets not ponder on the past and look forward. So a very WARM WELCOME to year 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE REBE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE POINT FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KAYAKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWITVDP2chI/AAAAAAAAAMg/IvIX1ZjTMK0/s1600-h/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287810164856353298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWITVDP2chI/AAAAAAAAAMg/IvIX1ZjTMK0/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWITILdNFZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2j2OCGtpzPQ/s1600-h/DSC_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287809943721547154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWITILdNFZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2j2OCGtpzPQ/s320/DSC_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWIS2TRDjYI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0oZOzoGp2MY/s1600-h/n552170374_4017369_4750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287809636580429186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWIS2TRDjYI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0oZOzoGp2MY/s320/n552170374_4017369_4750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWIStdX6xgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IJev7sgG5lU/s1600-h/Picture+0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287809484674745858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWIStdX6xgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IJev7sgG5lU/s320/Picture+0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8296891402181452156?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8296891402181452156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8296891402181452156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8296891402181452156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8296891402181452156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SWITVDP2chI/AAAAAAAAAMg/IvIX1ZjTMK0/s72-c/IMG_2561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-8539530231107874103</id><published>2008-12-25T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:08:10.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHIRSTMAS EVERY BODY!&lt;br /&gt;merry x'mas every body!&lt;br /&gt;Wooohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the time has come and presents are rolling in... NOT! This year is very different from all my previous years. This year, i didn't get much presents. Firstly, my aunts, uncles and parents decided to give all the money needed to buy our presents to charity.&lt;br /&gt;Although i didn't get my presents, i'm quite alright with it. I guess... I mean, chirstmas is a time of giving right?&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, REBE came to the rescue and gave me my present :) A pair of awesome shoes. Dad as usual gave me a book (his trademark), got some cash from my grandma and godma, a photoframe from my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least... currently unknown, my mum's present. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-8539530231107874103?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/8539530231107874103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=8539530231107874103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8539530231107874103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/8539530231107874103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-chirstmas-every-body-merry-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-2160389890041237627</id><published>2008-12-21T14:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:37:38.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from WSC(water sports camp) and it has been a real "sleep stealer". It was a good chance for all the water sports groups to come together and well... bond. I made some new friends along the way and made better ties with some of my kayaking buddies. Won't elaborate much on the camp, but lets just say, waking up at 3.30am to play "the amazing race a.k.a treasure hunt" is not fun at all. In fact, it's horrible! We NEED our SLEEP!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was the end of the camp and that signalled a WOOHOO for me. It was fun and boring at the same time? If that makes sense. Well, after the camp, &lt;em&gt;Kiasu, Small dick, Farter, Zubat, Cleaner, The Machine very long and his other half&lt;/em&gt; and I went to catch "YES MAN". It's a great movie and all should watch it IF you're a person who appreciate lame jokes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SU3iRD30J5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/NwFMhLV23bQ/s1600-h/yes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SU3iRD30J5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/NwFMhLV23bQ/s320/yes.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282126720700524434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night i met up with &lt;em&gt;rebe, ace and "ah beng&lt;/em&gt;". Watched IP MAN! YES, i watched 2 movies yesterday, but it was swell! Ip Man is freaking awesome, and everyone loved it! It was touching and yet inspiring. It's like, after watching the movie, you wished you had kick-ass Kung Fu! Don't have a picture of the poster but yea, catch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-2160389890041237627?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/2160389890041237627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=2160389890041237627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2160389890041237627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/2160389890041237627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-from-wscwater-sports-camp-and.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SU3iRD30J5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/NwFMhLV23bQ/s72-c/yes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-1948819994381478148</id><published>2008-12-17T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:24:22.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SUiaVkXFgsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Mwypq3mxRuU/s1600-h/DSC_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8k22P6gqzgE/SUiaVkXFgsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Mwypq3mxRuU/s320/DSC_0465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280640258420343490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home from another insane training. Pushing myself to become the best i can be, has certainly not been an easy task. Moral was way low today after training. It's sad to see it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i think we, the juniors have been pushing and training our butts off. Forcing ourselves to come down for training early in the morning from various parts of Singapore and making full use of our time. I for one, do not believe that we have not been doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the after training de-brief was a shock to us, as juniors. We have done our best and have even pushed out of our comfort zone just to do well. We are definitely not happy with the way things have been handled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random person whom i have never seen before in my whole training life as a kayaker, out of the blue appeared. That's alright and all, but if you're gonna push us around because you were once the vice captain, i say... screw off. You are not welcomed. Your time has passed so just move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You can even look at the time..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-1948819994381478148?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/1948819994381478148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=1948819994381478148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1948819994381478148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/1948819994381478148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-home-from-another-insane-training.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8k22P6gqzgE/SUiaVkXFgsI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Mwypq3mxRuU/s72-c/DSC_0465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5113822544108338486.post-4667038885662218629</id><published>2008-12-16T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:15:03.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Names will be changed for all except ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up at an early timing today. In fact, i've been waking up early for like everyday, 24/7 ... forever! Ok, it was 7.30 in the morning and it was really difficult to pull myself out of bed. I've been debating with myself over the issue of ,"should i go for training". The good side( YES! GO!) versus the bad side?(NO! DON'T GO). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No prizes for guessing it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was tiring, an entire 18 rounds was no easy task after weights training the day before. Physical and metal stress was adding up every round. Luckily there was "kiasu" to row with me for the last 3 rounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how somethings can happen even at this age or older... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Rebe came over to my place. Chilled and watched Twilight once again, this time, on the Internet. The show is awesome! I want to read the book, but many will know that, that would be an impossible task for me. Anyway, till the not so far future, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"i can't get up, it will drip on the floor"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5113822544108338486-4667038885662218629?l=rushforfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/feeds/4667038885662218629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5113822544108338486&amp;postID=4667038885662218629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4667038885662218629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5113822544108338486/posts/default/4667038885662218629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rushforfood.blogspot.com/2008/12/names-will-be-changed-for-all-except-me.html' title=''/><author><name>y.k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12522829320022260540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
