<?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-6308621</id><updated>2011-05-01T13:45:18.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face the Prob, or drop it...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308621.post-113845360806876992</id><published>2006-01-28T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:06:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was in kinda shitty mood past few days. Recieved an email from my dear friend, Annie, whom told me about wat has been happening around her. Don wish to talk bout it too much here. But i know i do understand what she is trying to say, how she would be feeling... But then again, i cant do anything, to cheer her up, nor to comfort her... Lousy me eh?? =(Met up with Stephanie the next day, consulted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/113845360806876992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=113845360806876992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/113845360806876992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/113845360806876992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2006/01/was-in-kinda-shitty-mood-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-113543999080162246</id><published>2005-12-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T23:59:50.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive Christmas!! Not...</title><summary type='text'>On this festive season where everyone, or at least just about everyone, is happy and joyous, celebrating and enjoying the festive season, i sit alone, upset, discouraged and thinking. Thinking about a problem that has been bothering me for some time...But then again, i dun really noe wat the problem is... Contradicting isnt it?? Well actually, the only thing i have been yearning for, is someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/113543999080162246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=113543999080162246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/113543999080162246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/113543999080162246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/12/festive-christmas-not.html' title='Festive Christmas!! Not...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112782525687846099</id><published>2005-09-27T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:47:36.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have decided to go back to the Lord. Its been too long since i have been dragging and floating around without doing anything. I believe i would not make a mistake by trusting him once again, for it was, and still is a way of life... A life that i chose to accept... I believe it would not only bring me relief, but once again, find joy within seeking the truth of life... The joy i once lost, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112782525687846099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112782525687846099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112782525687846099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112782525687846099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-have-decided-to-go-back-to-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112663204106017132</id><published>2005-09-14T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T01:20:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Few things runningt through my head jus now. Attachment in a few wk time, but no hotel accepting me yet. Kinda upset... No sch coz syllabus finish, nv go sch, got scolded by my mom... Proj due on fri, still can go out and play... Wat an idiot...haiz... Shall tok bout my inner thoughts next time. no mood to say anything... Bugged... =(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112663204106017132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112663204106017132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112663204106017132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112663204106017132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/few-things-runningt-through-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112620660013895854</id><published>2005-09-09T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T03:10:00.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Really feeling glad, and happy, for a burden is being let off my chest. Would like to thank my V.S.O.P for the decision i have made, to tell Annie about my feelings, for i was drinking before even speaking to her. As stated in my previous entry, i was really shocked and stunned about her statements.However, after letting her know about my feelings, i feel so much more at ease. I believe that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112620660013895854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112620660013895854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112620660013895854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112620660013895854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/really-feeling-glad-and-happy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308621.post-112620206004162655</id><published>2005-09-09T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T01:54:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, am i an ass or an idiot or a moron?? Or am i just too damned stupid?? Having feelings for Annie, yet don dare to tell her... Knowing that she is having problems, yet cant comfort her... Uselss fool right?? Damn it... How i wish i have power and control over every situation i am facing... Damned Shit...Wat she is saying really worries me...a n n i e* says:this may disappoint ua n n i e* says:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112620206004162655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112620206004162655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112620206004162655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112620206004162655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/man-am-i-ass-or-idiot-or-moron-or-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112617840158032909</id><published>2005-09-08T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T19:20:01.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ghost Of You And Me by BBMakWhat am I supposed to do with all these bluesHaunting me everywhere no matter what I doWatching the candle flicker out in the evening glowI can't let go When will the night be overI didn't mean to fall in love with youAnd baby there's a name for what you put me throughIt isn't love, it's robberyI'm sleeping with the ghost of you and meSeen a lot of broken hearts go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112617840158032909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112617840158032909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112617840158032909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112617840158032909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/ghost-of-you-and-me-by-bbmak-what-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112584953710585128</id><published>2005-09-04T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:58:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT SUCKS TO HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO!!! WHY AM I HERE ON THIS SINFUL PLACE!!!?? WHY DO I HAVE TO BEAR WITH THE NONSENSE PEOPLE CREATED!!!?? WHY CANT I HAVE THINGS DONE MY WAY!!?? ANYBODY HAS THE ANSWER!!!?? NO ONE!!!!!! FUCK THIS PLACE DAMN IT!!!!! SCREW YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112584953710585128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112584953710585128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112584953710585128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112584953710585128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-sucks-to-have-no-one-to-talk-to-why.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308621.post-112580562758782119</id><published>2005-09-04T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T11:47:07.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hahahz, had a good time Friday afternoon playing badminton... Saw Stefanie there. Was like, "Oooo.... ok... oh well"... yea, that kinda thing. Played all the way from 4 - 6, with occassional breaks for water... The rest were resting after a while... Basket, haha... Felt kinda bad. Smacked the shuttle into Samuel's lower left lip. The area cracked and swelled, bled quite a lot... Haiz...Yesterday,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112580562758782119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112580562758782119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112580562758782119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112580562758782119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/hahahz-had-good-time-friday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112559356453537341</id><published>2005-09-02T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:52:44.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kinda feeling tired now... Don wish to write so much... Basically, feelt that there is still much to learn about how i handle things tat are happening around me... Jus feel that i judge ppl too much from my own perspective, from how things are done, my way, not considering the stand of others. But don all other ppl do tat?? Considering how others should be like from their own perspective, rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112559356453537341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112559356453537341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112559356453537341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112559356453537341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/09/kinda-feeling-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112533145555732547</id><published>2005-08-29T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:04:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-Sighs- Hah, haven had a good day today... Went to sch in the morning, kinda, sian... Not as usual tat kinda sian, but somehow, rather moodless tat kinda thing.. Dunno y... Went down to Marina Mandarin, thought the tour would be something... Basket, go there, take attendance, then after that, show us 2 rms, and tats it... Basket, utter waste of time...Perhaps i still cant get over the fact that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112533145555732547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112533145555732547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112533145555732547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112533145555732547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/sighs-hah-haven-had-good-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308621.post-112520002105555515</id><published>2005-08-28T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T11:33:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost between myself...</title><summary type='text'>Somehow preetty lost within, dunno wat to do... Sometimes, u jus hate to be on this world when nothing goes your way... Or is it an overstatement for my situation??Have been talking to Annie, and it seems no matter who i talk to, no matter who i hold feelings for, it will die down slowly after talking to her. Thinking bout it, i seriously realised feelings have died and came back to me, with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112520002105555515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112520002105555515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112520002105555515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112520002105555515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/lost-between-myself.html' title='Lost between myself...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112516585253935556</id><published>2005-08-28T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T02:04:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Jus realised tat certain ppl who i expect to read my blog, but some ppl whom i least expected to read mine actually do so... How sad right, and certain things, are actually meant to be read by that imp person... Pity she doesnt come here to visit... Oh well, i will still write regardless, since its MY blog... Hehe...Went to Jolene Bday BBQ Sat evening... Din really enjoy myself coz there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112516585253935556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112516585253935556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112516585253935556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112516585253935556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112516442479683232</id><published>2005-08-28T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T01:40:24.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>死性不改</title><summary type='text'>twins:再见了我的宠爱谁愿接受这种意外你赞我天生可爱不愿看着我离开同伴也话我傻喜欢受挫宁愿情敌在伤我人天生根本都不可以爱死身边的一个无奈你最够刺激我凡事也治倒我几多黑心的教唆我亦捱得过来煽风来点火就击倒我么谁恋爱就多障碍死性我不想改如我没有你的爱我没法活得来情人的存在是我从来都志在能在我拱手让爱boy'z:我怕可一不可再难道你被爱都有害我确信天真不会错威力会移山填海同伴也话我傻喜欢受挫宁愿情敌在伤我合:人天生根本都不可以爱死身边的一个无奈你最够刺激我凡事也治倒我几多黑心的教唆我亦捱得过来煽风来点火就击倒我么谁恋爱就多障碍死性我不想改如我没有你的爱我没法活得来情人的存在是我从来都志在能在我拱手让爱</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112516442479683232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112516442479683232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112516442479683232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112516442479683232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='死性不改'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112477538755371531</id><published>2005-08-23T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:36:27.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven came here for a long time. Din really see the need to come here, till Jolene told me that she actually visits my blog. Hmmm... oh well... Haha...Jus wish to let u guys noe, its truly good to have u all as frens, for its truly enjoyable when i am out with u guys... =)Things have been happening, and i do not know how to handle them... Leadership prob when doing proj really giving me headaches</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112477538755371531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112477538755371531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112477538755371531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112477538755371531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/haven-came-here-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308621.post-112342444250517959</id><published>2005-08-07T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T22:20:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would actually like to dedicate this post to Annie, a very good friend of mine.Got to know her through FADIS 2002, a course we joined in our 'younger' years in Sec sch. Din get to speak to her till we were voted to work together on our Passing-Out Ceremony. Much has happened during that short period of time, yet, there was little spoken between us.She then left for Oundle, England, to further </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112342444250517959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112342444250517959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112342444250517959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112342444250517959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-would-actually-like-to-dedicate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112335891975035075</id><published>2005-08-07T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T04:08:39.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wen out to town with Ping and gang today... Kinda bored, maybe shouldnt have gone... Went down, walked frm 1 end to the other, din do anything much... Wats worse lei, got lost in the newly renovated Marina Square... Haiz... Then went to the Esplanade, thinking can meet up with MuMu, but who knows she needa go down to Parkway... Sheesh... Haiz... Then ask if she was coming to the bbq... Initially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112335891975035075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112335891975035075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112335891975035075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112335891975035075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/wen-out-to-town-with-ping-and-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112325562266480112</id><published>2005-08-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:27:02.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fancy knowing the fact that they cant quit smoking after they pick it up, why do they stil choose to take the footsteps of others? Knowing the fact that friends show care and concern for them, why don they see the light and quit, if not for the sake of themselves, for that of friendship? Or am i too naive to think in this manner...Jus blew up not too long ago, seriously couldnt take it lar... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112325562266480112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112325562266480112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112325562266480112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112325562266480112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/fancy-knowing-fact-that-they-cant-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112315575479658035</id><published>2005-08-04T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T19:42:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stressed. Moodless. In a playful mood. Lethargic. Bored. Looking for company. Needs to be understood. Needs to understand. Need to think things through. Need to know wat i want. Feeling upset. No mood to blog, regardless of how much i wish to write...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112315575479658035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112315575479658035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112315575479658035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112315575479658035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/08/stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112248865780060028</id><published>2005-07-28T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T02:24:17.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have been rather busy these days with work and proj stuff... Don really have the mood to do anything though... Kinda affected by the things i am going through... Emotional stress is pressuring me quite a bit... Sch work wise oso giving me some pressure, due to the fact that i wish to do well... But i think its kinda difficult lah... Too much competition going on... But nonetheless, i will try my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112248865780060028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112248865780060028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112248865780060028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112248865780060028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/have-been-rather-busy-these-days-with.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112196282101446560</id><published>2005-07-22T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:20:21.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jus a short entry for now. Feeling very tired already...Went to sch as per normal today... But somehow, of all ppl tat i din expect to see, i saw Vivian. Of all ppl noe, i had to see her. Somehow, really dunno whats up on her mind... Can jus greet me like per normal, and after tat, don give a damn bout me totally...Totally lost all mood for lessons... Became very restless in class today. Gd thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112196282101446560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112196282101446560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112196282101446560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112196282101446560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/jus-short-entry-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112168535264435440</id><published>2005-07-18T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T19:15:52.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm... Was walking home jus now after sch... Had quite a weird day there though... Dunno why, somehow, jus feel that it was Tues today... All subjects were like, boring... Read through them yesterday already... Dismiss early oso, coz Mrs Kreiner having flu, cant teach long... Yea, so as i was saying...Was walking home frm sch jus now... Went to 7-11 to get some snacks, and also breakfast for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112168535264435440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112168535264435440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112168535264435440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112168535264435440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112153225048061670</id><published>2005-07-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:44:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have been having a lot of thoughts weighing on my mind lately... Sch has, or rather, has made me feel very stressful... A lot of work to be done... A lot of proj to complete... A lot of thoughts bout my future.Current thoughts bout my F&amp;B Ops proj really stressing me out... 1500 word report on the trends and evolutions of 20th century cuisine... WTH... Don even know wat the hell its about lor... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112153225048061670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112153225048061670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112153225048061670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112153225048061670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/have-been-having-lot-of-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112117964646253429</id><published>2005-07-12T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:47:26.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was complaining yesterday bout my personal prob and stuff... And today, met with someone in a similar plight... Hong Yi.... Haiz... Though i may not know what's on his mind, i do know we have the same prob right there and then...Went for the "gathering" today, everyone was late... Basket... Still mus wait so long... Argh... Anyway, was kinda fun though, had my laughs... Though it may be at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112117964646253429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112117964646253429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112117964646253429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112117964646253429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/was-complaining-yesterday-bout-my.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308621.post-112109229357789739</id><published>2005-07-11T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:31:33.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><summary type='text'>Jus started sch today... Everthing was different. Everyone looked happy, excited, anxious and so on... Only similiarity is that all the lazy asses still snooze in class... Sooner or later i will join them lah... No doubt bout that...Stated in my MSN nick "If its only through work we communicate, i would work with you forever" How true. When i went back to Rosette, the 3 days there were the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112109229357789739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112109229357789739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112109229357789739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112109229357789739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112074262782982881</id><published>2005-07-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:23:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Have been very tiring past few days... Went back to ROSETTE to volunteer to train the new batch of students... Haha... Feeling of going back there really feels great... Eric Chiam oso say i able to go back once or twice a wk once sch start, so that i can learn... Haiz, so good... Shall go back again when sch starts... Whahahaha....Kinda tired now, don wish to tok too much... Gonna slp le.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112074262782982881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112074262782982881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112074262782982881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112074262782982881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/tiring.html' title='Tiring'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112039912524721387</id><published>2005-07-03T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T21:58:45.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>爱我的人和我爱的人盼不到我爱的人我知道我愿意再等疼不了爱我的人片刻柔情它骗不了人我不是无情的人,却将你伤的最深我不忍,我不能别再认真忘了我的人离不开我爱的人我知道爱需要缘分放不下爱我的人因为了解他多么认真为什么最真的心,碰不到最好的人我不问我不能拥在怀中直到他变冷爱我的人为我痴心不悔我却为我爱的人,甘心一生伤悲在乎的人始终不对谁对谁不必虚伪爱我的人为我付出一切我却为我爱的人,流泪狂乱心碎爱与被爱同样受罪为什么不懂拒绝,痴情的包围This is a song that i got to know through Kok's fren. Very nice. Or at least i think it is... How well it describes the things that are happening around us. A person loves you, yet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112039912524721387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112039912524721387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112039912524721387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112039912524721387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-song-that-i-got-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-112015998455021101</id><published>2005-07-01T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T03:33:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, i really wonder wat ppl think about me, though i don really give a damned. But sometimes, coming to think about this, its really quite important to know at least how ppl think about you. At least it gives you an idea how you are in other ppl's eye.And then, there are times when i am in this situation when i think if i am too, tian zhen, naive so to speak. Or is it jus me being chi qing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/112015998455021101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=112015998455021101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112015998455021101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/112015998455021101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/07/sometimes-i-really-wonder-wat-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111997562359123644</id><published>2005-06-29T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:20:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes i really don wish to blog, coz i will write down all the things that are unhappy. All the things tat are not of sentimental value to me. Sometimes i really hate my life with all thats happening around. But i should be glad that i am more fortunate than some others.Had such boring days with nothing to do past 2 days. Today got played out twice. 1st by Louis, frm my sch. Say wanna play </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111997562359123644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111997562359123644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111997562359123644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111997562359123644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/06/sometimes-i-really-don-wish-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111949805943197604</id><published>2005-06-23T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T11:40:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now nothing but a bald.</title><summary type='text'>Hah, jus got my head shaved today. Haha... lolz... Kinda not used to it.... Bleahx... Haha... Me now look beri funny sia, no hair. Hehe... Even my mom told me off bout this matter... Haha, but who cares, whats done is over... Jus hope that as new hair grows, it will give me a new lease of life tat i need.Thursday, a few more days to the end of the attachment... How glad am i... Next tuesday gonna</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111949805943197604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111949805943197604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111949805943197604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111949805943197604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/06/now-nothing-but-bald.html' title='Now nothing but a bald.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111941308573746485</id><published>2005-06-22T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T12:04:45.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 More days</title><summary type='text'>3 more days before it comes to an end, my attachment... How glad... Only then will i have the time and spirit to confront you, to come to you to ask of you again, what do i mean to you... Having a very hard time these days, trying hard not to think about anything... But somehow, every little thing that happens around me would cause a thought of you to run past my heart, my mind... Yet i can do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111941308573746485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111941308573746485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111941308573746485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111941308573746485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/06/3-more-days.html' title='3 More days'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111932106444657692</id><published>2005-06-21T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:31:04.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devastation</title><summary type='text'>I knew i didnt stand a chance, yet i held every hope that i would be accepted. Everything tat i did was for you, but now is for naught. To have been hurt so hard, how would i be able to forget? To be hurt so hard, would i be able to stand back up on my own 2 feet?To have -loved- you with all my heart, do i really deserve this ending? To have done all i could for you, in hope to see you happy, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111932106444657692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111932106444657692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111932106444657692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111932106444657692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/06/devastation.html' title='Devastation'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111811494517431118</id><published>2005-06-07T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T11:29:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes thinking of a title can really be a headache. Decided to give it a miss this time. Have been really busy these days. No time for myself. Work, work, work and more work. But 1 more month and i will be going back to sch for theory. Wish me luck on my Comprehensive Exam guys. Haven thought of a hotel which i wanna go to though. SO many in Singapore, so difficult to find one tats convenient</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111811494517431118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111811494517431118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111811494517431118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111811494517431118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/06/sometimes-thinking-of-title-can-really.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111616313507489452</id><published>2005-05-15T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:18:55.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day tomorrow...</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is D' Day man... Mus go down with my parents, rather, my dad, for Disciplinary Inquiry... Coz attendance very bad, DP very high... Accumulated 20 already... Dunno what they gonna ask, dunno what to ans... Whats worse... Dunno where they will be... Feeling shitty bout this... Gd thing i working noon shift tomorrow... Vi coming back on Wed morning... So anxious... 1st time picking up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111616313507489452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111616313507489452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111616313507489452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111616313507489452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/05/big-day-tomorrow.html' title='Big Day tomorrow...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111553569912240984</id><published>2005-05-08T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T15:01:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><summary type='text'>Plans for the future:-Make it through SHATEC.-Finish NS, work in reknowned Hotel, make it to Exec. Level.-Gain Exp, further studies abroad, taking up Business.-Go through Culinary course again in Le Cordon Bleu if possible.-Take up Pastry and Baking, either in LCB or in SHATEC.-Take up CFBO if possible.-Come back to Singapore, set up business, chain outlets if possible.-When time is right, make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111553569912240984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111553569912240984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111553569912240984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111553569912240984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/05/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111548185093926231</id><published>2005-05-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:04:11.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Screwed...</title><summary type='text'>Not having a pretty good day today... Haven had a pretty good wk myself, for the past wk. Made a few mistakes at work. Made a mistake while preparing Tartare sauce, too much salt. Burnt the surface of the steak while searing it. Didnt bring Fricasee sauce to boil before adding Roux to it, too thick.Had dinner with you last night. Moments were momorable. After you left for Home this afternoon, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111548185093926231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111548185093926231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111548185093926231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111548185093926231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/05/feeling-screwed.html' title='Feeling Screwed...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111504415895513093</id><published>2005-05-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:29:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><summary type='text'>Sheesh... Went to the gym on Sat night with Joe and gang. Haven been there for like, ages? Haha... But it always feels good, coz i am training with him, my training partner, my best friend. Haha... Did arms... Though i din go all out that day, i still feel strained today... Hehe... The ache and all... Feels good... A good way to relief my thoughts perhaps? Letting it all out with nothing more but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111504415895513093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111504415895513093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111504415895513093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111504415895513093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/05/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111487919964200126</id><published>2005-05-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T01:49:35.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate myself.</title><summary type='text'>I don wish to beat round the bush. Shall come straight to the point. Was out with Yan, Joe, Jess and Jer for dinner after gym jus now. Somehow, feelings, though for Yan were still strong, but feels weird, and uncomfortable.Seeing her, though makes my heart jump a beat, want to talk to her, want to be close to her, yet, somehow, there feels like there is just a barrier between us that keeps me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111487919964200126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111487919964200126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111487919964200126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111487919964200126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hate-myself.html' title='I hate myself.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111483237905463045</id><published>2005-04-30T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T11:39:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake</title><summary type='text'>Man, made a mistake today sia... Was able to wake up to go to sch today, but i made no effort to drag myself out of bed... How bad can i get huh? Haiz... Now i have total of 19 DP, plus 3 days of make up to do... How sickening can make ups get...Haven been here long time. Was always free, but somehow, jus din know what to write here. Basically as usual lah, sch, slp, hang out with kok and gang...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111483237905463045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111483237905463045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111483237905463045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111483237905463045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/mistake.html' title='Mistake'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111435580085474478</id><published>2005-04-24T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:16:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jus finished a show, Tiramisu on tv... So darn nice. Pity they don show it that often. A deaf postal worker, falling in love with a girl, who meets with an accident, and returns as a ghost, where their relationship continues. How i wish things like this would be able to happen in our world, not so much of the human-ghost relationship, but, something more realistic, which would take place here and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111435580085474478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111435580085474478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111435580085474478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111435580085474478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/jus-finished-show-tiramisu-on-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111434123475910217</id><published>2005-04-24T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:13:54.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus came back</title><summary type='text'>Haha... Haven been here long long time... Hmmm lemme think what have i been doing... Err, well then again, nothing much has been done... Oh well... Jus came back from Chalet that Kok opened for his B'day. Quite fun, but the main thing that i felt when i went there, was inner peace. Relaxed and such. Haven felt like that for quite some time, or rather, darned long time already. Haha... Lolz...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111434123475910217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111434123475910217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111434123475910217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111434123475910217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/jus-came-back_24.html' title='Jus came back'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111434081498421717</id><published>2005-04-24T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:06:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus came back</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111434081498421717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111434081498421717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111434081498421717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111434081498421717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/jus-came-back.html' title='Jus came back'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111388199215888827</id><published>2005-04-19T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:39:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed sch</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Have been feeling lightly troubled this morning when i woke up... Dunnno why, probably its because the thought of going to sch, yet being nothing to do there. Then i thought, might as well jus give it a miss, since there isnt anything much to be done for today and tomorrow. At the same time, give me some time to relax myself, do smt that i wanna do perhaps. Then again, when i spent some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111388199215888827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111388199215888827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111388199215888827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111388199215888827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/missed-sch.html' title='missed sch'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111383116422077214</id><published>2005-04-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:32:44.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision? Maybe not.</title><summary type='text'>Ahh... Have had a not so pleasant day... So bored... NOthing to do... And i cant listen to music on my com. Sad right? Went to production today. Utterly bored sia... Utterly nothing to do man... Mdm Flora, and a new trainer. Ignatius Leong i think, if i got it right... Did prac nothing man... Haiz... Lets not tok bout it...Feeling kinda restless now... Dunno why...Was intending to get Lawrence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111383116422077214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111383116422077214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111383116422077214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111383116422077214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/decision-maybe-not.html' title='Decision? Maybe not.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111375460083357329</id><published>2005-04-17T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:16:40.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushed Morning</title><summary type='text'>Whoo... Had quite a horrible morning till noon today... When i 1st awoke, found my cat missing, the older one. THen my sister went looking for it. Came back frustrated, couldnt find it, not at home either. Then i still needed to prepare mini Quiche for Loretta's Birhtday, which was dunno when... But they holding her celebration today. Got so frustrated myself, didnt have the mood to go down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111375460083357329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111375460083357329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111375460083357329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111375460083357329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/rushed-morning.html' title='Rushed Morning'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111358325564968611</id><published>2005-04-16T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T00:40:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushy dinner</title><summary type='text'>Noe, i jus walked out into the hall, to the kitchen, to have a look if there's anything to bite on... And as i walked down the hallway, i saw my dad reading the papers. Sometimes i wondered, if i was a burden to them. If i wasnt born, then they would have fulfilled their duties as parents, for looking after and taking care of my elder siblings. Sometimes, things really don come easy. As i walked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111358325564968611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111358325564968611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111358325564968611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111358325564968611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/rushy-dinner.html' title='Rushy dinner'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111345162412734531</id><published>2005-04-14T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T12:07:04.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad.</title><summary type='text'>Oh man yesterday was a happy day... haha... Spoke to Yan on the phone early last morning till 0145am... Haha... So happy... Sound stupid right?? Haha, but still... Yesterday was both fun and boring... Had fun coz Eric Chiam not there to over see us... So glad... THe next fun thing would be that there were only 3 orders!! Man, that was great... Had so much time to slack ard, tok to ppl and all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111345162412734531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111345162412734531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111345162412734531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111345162412734531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/glad.html' title='Glad.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111327739706057017</id><published>2005-04-12T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T11:43:17.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><summary type='text'>Went to Rosette yesterday with quite a lot of troubles, though i felt happy when i made my way there. Was kinda lost in what i was doing, blur and slowed reactions. Got spotted by Eric Chiam, then got it from him... Sheesh... Then at night, during service time oso, ganna another time from him, coz scared the food not hot enough, though he told us to place it on the side of the broiler where its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111327739706057017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111327739706057017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111327739706057017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111327739706057017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111315153758962477</id><published>2005-04-11T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T00:45:37.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><summary type='text'>Man, was browsing through frenster jus now, when i chanced upon Yan Ting's blog again. This time, found her blog add in there. Was quite, rather, fearful initially, for i have been told, not to view it... Bit then again, of course i am curious. She told me, she keeps her life in there, her prob, her secrets, her everything... And noe wat? Its true... I read through only the 2nd entry in her blog,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111315153758962477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111315153758962477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111315153758962477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111315153758962477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111313695192491782</id><published>2005-04-10T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:42:31.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant believe i lost my cap!!</title><summary type='text'>Darned... I cant believe i lost my cap... Now i have to make it down to Sia Huat to buy new one... Don even know whether they got sell anot... The other time me and Mark went down, they don have... Shit sia... Now dunno how sia... Tomorrow start sch already some more... Die lah... If let them know, i oso dunno what they will do sia... Haiz... So careless... Lets just hope that the housekeeping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111313695192491782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111313695192491782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111313695192491782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111313695192491782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-cant-believe-i-lost-my-cap.html' title='I cant believe i lost my cap!!'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111293747381388543</id><published>2005-04-08T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T13:17:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat should i do?</title><summary type='text'>Wat should i do? 2 more wks... She starts sch, i am still on attachment. 2 more wks, things will be diff from what they are now. Wasnt feeling very well when i woke up today... Spent some time thinking bout wat i should do, bout my thoughts and emotions... There were so much differences in personality between us when we spoke yesterday... Jus a casual chat, yet so much diff... Dunno whether </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111293747381388543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111293747381388543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111293747381388543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111293747381388543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-should-i-do_08.html' title='Wat should i do?'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111293671891498557</id><published>2005-04-08T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T13:05:18.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat should i do?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111293671891498557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111293671891498557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111293671891498557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111293671891498557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-should-i-do.html' title='Wat should i do?'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111280100729780080</id><published>2005-04-06T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:23:27.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke my knife...</title><summary type='text'>Man i cant believe i broke my office knife in a fit of an anger... Shit... Now mus go down seow huat buy knife... Don know where the palce is... WOrst of all, dunno whether got money anot... Don care la... Go down see see oso good... At least i know where the place is... Maybe Sunday or wat, go down see see, then after that pay a visit to Yan... Haven seen her in a little while... Dunno how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111280100729780080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111280100729780080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111280100729780080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111280100729780080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/broke-my-knife.html' title='Broke my knife...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111272149107858033</id><published>2005-04-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T01:18:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy...</title><summary type='text'>Haven found the time to blog for the past wk or so... Been so tied up with sch and attachment and stuff like that, don even have time for myself... Many things have happened between this period of time... Though i may say so, cant really recall much bout it though... Had fun last wk as Garde'Manger, doing the station of Aboyeur this wk... Yesterday was horrible, for i was new to the station, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111272149107858033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111272149107858033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111272149107858033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111272149107858033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/04/busy.html' title='Busy...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111149900122485952</id><published>2005-03-22T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:43:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it so?</title><summary type='text'>Well well... I can tell that you are angry with someone... Though i don know who... I don mind you flooding my email with your anger and frustrations, at least i know how things are going... Haha... That is, if you don mind of course... haha... Jus ignore the ppl that takes you for granted lah, they probably don give a damn bout you... Not saying that i dont lah... Haha... don get the wrong </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111149900122485952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111149900122485952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111149900122485952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111149900122485952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/03/is-it-so.html' title='Is it so?'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111103684758823877</id><published>2005-03-17T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T13:20:47.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad</title><summary type='text'>Man, haven been puttin in my best for my attachment these days... Have been absent on Monday and Today... But, i jus cant seem to push myself... Maybe there is smt lost within, lacking the strength to push myself... I have to wake up at 4.30 in the morning, bathe, pack and go for breakfast, then board the 1st train down to Somerset. Change, load my stuff, don everything, and go to the kitchen, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111103684758823877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111103684758823877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111103684758823877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111103684758823877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/03/bad.html' title='Bad'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111103595544446293</id><published>2005-03-17T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T13:05:55.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me=Bad</title><summary type='text'>Man, haven been puttin in my best for my attachment these days... Have been absent on Monday and Today... But, i jus cant seem to push myself... Maybe there is smt lost within, lacking the strength to push myself... I have to wake up at 4.30 in the morning, bathe, pack and go for breakfast, then board the 1st train down to Somerset. Change, load my stuff, don everything, and go to the kitchen, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111103595544446293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111103595544446293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111103595544446293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111103595544446293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/03/mebad.html' title='Me=Bad'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111029652047919600</id><published>2005-03-08T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:42:00.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz.</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Still mus do E.C report... And i was thinking of putting everything behind. Haiz... After i heard that Mark got stabbed in the back by Shah, i am really considering what i should write for my report, so that even if i get hit on the head, i would hit someone else... Haiz... Mean right?? What to do? I wont disturb ppl who leave me alone... And 3 ppl sure die like fuck liddat one... 1st one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111029652047919600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111029652047919600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111029652047919600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111029652047919600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/03/haiz.html' title='Haiz.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-111011848623113909</id><published>2005-03-06T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T22:14:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so happy!!</title><summary type='text'>haha... Damned... E.C finally over... Freaking shit... So many days of toiling finally over... Hah, cant contain my joy now... Going back to Polar to work... Maybe only lah...Depends on whether Wong wanna allow me to anot... haha... Sheesh... Cant wait man... At least now, smt to look forward too... That is pay day!!... Dunno lah... Haiz.. .So many things weighing on my mind... Shant think bout </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/111011848623113909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=111011848623113909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111011848623113909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/111011848623113909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-so-happy.html' title='I am so happy!!'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110968122067407440</id><published>2005-03-01T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:47:00.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day..... Not....</title><summary type='text'>Today started off good... Had a good start in school, doing Asparagus, then went on to plucking salad veg... Then helped Dewei chop onions... Whoa lao, he chop oso damn slow lor.... I chop the onions 1 by 1 oso faster than him... Then i did the Garlic for Cher Wee... It was at this time, where Karolyn got tomato concasse sauce on her jacket that i lol... Then she walked over innocently, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110968122067407440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110968122067407440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110968122067407440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110968122067407440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-day-not.html' title='Good day..... Not....'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110960147408713562</id><published>2005-02-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:37:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy me...</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Today go back to sch, other than preparing stock, which is the most boring part of my job, spent most of my other time playing ard and cutting fish... Shit right?? Stupid... Damned... Hah... Past 2 days have been good... Got to know Yan Ting, ex sch mate... Knew who she was, but din really get to know her till yesterday...  Invited by Joe, Jess and her, as well as their fren, Richard, to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110960147408713562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110960147408713562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110960147408713562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110960147408713562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/fishy-me.html' title='Fishy me...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110925065591173122</id><published>2005-02-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:10:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea!!</title><summary type='text'>Man... Today is a good and bad day man... Lets tok bout the bad stuff... Today, went to sch for mock interview... Then, was quite nervous, not as much as the rest though... Haha... Damn funny man the interview... Erm... Went in that time, 1st thing ganna... Was supposed to write to Raffles Hotel... Basket, i din read through the paper, then go write to Intercontinental Hotel, Singapore... Shit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110925065591173122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110925065591173122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110925065591173122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110925065591173122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/yea.html' title='Yea!!'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110915208847698863</id><published>2005-02-23T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T17:48:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz....</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Wasted my time today in sch... Go there, 9 +, then in the end, the stores haven come... Basket, then in the end, Ah Hwa say no need to stay already... Shit man... Haiz... Damned freak man... Somehow, things are getting a little complicated here... Somehow like, beginning to nian hui Sophriane... Sheesh, the feeling is really... Not weird, but i would say, really feels like the past... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110915208847698863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110915208847698863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110915208847698863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110915208847698863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/haiz.html' title='Haiz....'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110908855196550415</id><published>2005-02-22T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T00:09:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting bad</title><summary type='text'>Few things happened today... Wasted money again on KOF... $1... Muahahaha... Card empty le... Finally... Hah... Yesterday went to Kok's place to play KOF... Sian man... Barry so diff to play against one... Sian man... Only few times win him... Or rather, still can count one... 2 times only... Hahah.... Stupid... Reach home, 5+... Slp till noon, then wake up for lunch... Intending to go back to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110908855196550415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110908855196550415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110908855196550415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110908855196550415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/getting-bad.html' title='Getting bad'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110883131657985690</id><published>2005-02-20T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:41:56.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><summary type='text'>Haiz.... Now talking to Zi Ying... Coz she and her BF got some things... Haiz... Dunno what is going on lah... But i do know that this is a bit weird, coz, we don know each other for long mah... Then she come to me with problems to share... Funny sia... Today damn sian... Yesterday went to JY place, go there, they playing mahjong... Then i go there use the com do the flyers and stuff... Then nvm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110883131657985690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110883131657985690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110883131657985690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110883131657985690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110856147254368334</id><published>2005-02-16T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:44:32.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><summary type='text'>Argh!!! Went to the gym with Joe jus now... Basket... Cant feel anything sia... Basket... I think i would be going back to dieting with sweet potatoes and chicken... Basket, everyday eat outside damn siong sia... I shall start on Friday and Saturday... Either one of the days lah... Today too late to buy the stuff... Basket... I was telling Joe... Once we turn 18, a lot of conflicting within our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110856147254368334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110856147254368334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110856147254368334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110856147254368334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110854921601718912</id><published>2005-02-16T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:20:16.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><summary type='text'>Haven got the time to come here most of my time this wk... Ultra busy with sch work, E.C and all... Sux man... Everything i do... Basket... No time...Yesterday was the 1st time in so long where i had a good night's rest... Haiz... Valentine's day working and slogging while others were either dating or resting at home... Shit man, go out and walk on the streets can die man... See all the couples </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110854921601718912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110854921601718912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110854921601718912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110854921601718912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110831627435320575</id><published>2005-02-14T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T01:37:54.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Torture</title><summary type='text'>Argh!! Haven been having gd nite's rest for the past few nights already... Man this feeling really suck big time man... Cant believe this is happening to me lah... Haven felt like this my whole 17+ yrs of life... Dunno whats been happening sia... E.C has been taking its toll on my physical self... And draining my mind mentally... Trying my best to control some stuff, yet, things jus has to go out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110831627435320575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110831627435320575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110831627435320575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110831627435320575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-of-torture.html' title='Days of Torture'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110787170797405997</id><published>2005-02-08T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:08:27.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh... Love Bug...</title><summary type='text'>Sheesh... Went out with Cecilia yesterday... Went to Bras Basah to check out the pricing for printing, laminating and photocopying... Haiz... Die lah... Think i am falling for her too... Sheesh... Why does all the things happen at this crucial point of time? Ppl pissing me off, ppl going against my suggestions, ppl not giving a damn for the E.C, and now, haiz.... This has got to happen... And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110787170797405997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110787170797405997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110787170797405997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110787170797405997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/sheesh-love-bug.html' title='Sheesh... Love Bug...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110761158086249086</id><published>2005-02-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T21:53:00.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict of the mind.</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Today supposed to be a relaxing day... But, haiz... Went to church, then slack the morning... Then lunch that time... Haiz... Cannot make it... Auntie A Lin cooking team again... Therefore, pasta again... EEw... Ok, not that bad, but jus that everytime her cooking team, surely smt liddat one... Pasta and salad... Haiz... Then only have a bit of salad, and a bit of pasta, and a bit of nuts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110761158086249086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110761158086249086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110761158086249086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110761158086249086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/conflict-of-mind.html' title='Conflict of the mind.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110726369912466362</id><published>2005-02-01T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T21:14:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker...</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Spent the whole day at home playing game... Started out the 1st thing i woke up in the morning... Hah... Finally done my NS online eRegistration... Sickening... So user unfriendly... Sheesh... Had soup pasta for lunch... Eww... haha... Oh well... 1 portion of love from my mother... The other 9 portions?? Dunno lah... Can say not very nice... hehe... Anyway... Cancelled Discipleship with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110726369912466362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110726369912466362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110726369912466362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110726369912466362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/02/slacker.html' title='Slacker...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110717766131450532</id><published>2005-01-31T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:21:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La la la...</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... TOday NOT a good day man... Went to sch... Change, nothing to do... Look into the fridge and freezer... Then when i open the freezer, i thought nothing... THen after that, Wan Cheun pointed out that there is a smell... Sheesh... THen when we examined the freezer, it turned out that the freezer malfunctioned... And all the stuff inside spoil... Then gotta throw away... Whoa lao... Basket..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110717766131450532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110717766131450532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110717766131450532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110717766131450532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/la-la-la.html' title='La la la...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110709885287728320</id><published>2005-01-30T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:27:32.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Tiring day...Was supposed to meet Joe for gym today... But too tired to do so... Feel kinda bad... Yesterday... Went to church, wearing tie... Bloody hell... I looked funny lah... Haha... But the feeling is different dressing up like that... Yea... Then went out for dinner... So much trouble planning for the dinner... Sianz... Ate 4 burgers in total yesterday... Basket... I mus be bonkers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110709885287728320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110709885287728320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110709885287728320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110709885287728320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110644636057518197</id><published>2005-01-23T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T10:12:40.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How should things go about?</title><summary type='text'>Now now... How should things go about for me? There are so many things weighing me down... How should i go about them, ensuring that the way things are handled, least no. of ppl are affected, and it pleases most ppl... Sigh... THis is one tough nut to crack... I think i will confront those buggers, when i think its enough, and when its too late... Make them jue wu... Mean me... Haha... Haiz, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110644636057518197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110644636057518197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110644636057518197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110644636057518197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-should-things-go-about.html' title='How should things go about?'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110614611985673093</id><published>2005-01-19T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T22:48:39.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(-.-)</title><summary type='text'>Hah... Today was boring... Went to sch, check out the price for Brocolli and cauliflower... Bloody hell, only can find cauliflower... Argh.... Nvm... Comm Skills was utterly boring lah... Damn sian... Only thing thats interesting is the comic strips in the book... Haha... Damn nice, although some very lame... Haha... Went for EC... Supposed to do Mise En Place today.  Bloody hell, Mattew Yim go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110614611985673093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110614611985673093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110614611985673093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110614611985673093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post_19.html' title='(-.-)'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110606157111858675</id><published>2005-01-18T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T23:19:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:-)</title><summary type='text'>Hah... Haiz... Jus realised today, that no matter how much i try to deny the fact that i like Sophriane, i jus cant seem to forget the whole feeling i have... There is somehow, jus something about her that makes me keep her in my heart... Now now... What would that be hmm?? Hah... Silly me today went to sch one hr earlier... Din take note of the time table... Basket, wasted 1 hr of rest... Haha..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110606157111858675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110606157111858675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110606157111858675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110606157111858675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post_18.html' title=':-)'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110562572495080753</id><published>2005-01-13T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:15:24.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead.</title><summary type='text'>I am so dead lah... Tml is the deadline for the damned menu... And i think it aint confirmed yet... Sheesh... And the DPB side, oso needa know our menu before they can confirm theirs... Haiz... Sad case... We shall see how tomorrow... Worry not for what it is about the future, but for what it is at hand... Muahahaha.... Oh well... Anyway, tomorrow going SAFTI... Dunno what they gonna do there... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110562572495080753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110562572495080753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110562572495080753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110562572495080753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/dead.html' title='Dead.'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110553891474312628</id><published>2005-01-12T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:08:34.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad should i do??</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Dunno what i should do... Ya noe, i really wish that i was in control this time... No one is listening... No one is speaking up... Even Ah Hwa oso not doing anything... Really dunno what would the grp come to... The menu is like crap, the ideas arent enough, nothing much has been confirmed, not enough suggestions, and a lot more... Haiz... Whats gonna happen??? Fail? Misunderstanding?? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110553891474312628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110553891474312628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110553891474312628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110553891474312628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/wad-should-i-do.html' title='Wad should i do??'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110545526248675234</id><published>2005-01-11T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T22:54:22.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goners</title><summary type='text'>Haiz.... Today is a bad day... Got so much problem with the E.C grp... Bloody hell... Say smt more only got 2 fucker not happy... Bloody hell... Then they nv do much oso come and give attitude... Basket... Nothing much confirmed today... Haiz... Anyway, feeling quite happy... Muahaha... Got my "LAROUSSE Gastronomique" book already... Whahaha... Bloody hell, so heavy... Haiz... Oh well... Haha... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110545526248675234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110545526248675234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110545526248675234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110545526248675234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/goners.html' title='Goners'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110528330801047349</id><published>2005-01-09T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T23:08:28.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@@@@@@</title><summary type='text'>Met Zong jus now while going to the court... He was already there... Haiz.... So long nv see, impression is that he still nv improve, except for his shooting... Jus that little bit... Hah, as for me... I have become like shit... Cannot shoot... Cant control ball, keep losing hold of it... Haiz... I mus get it back!!!.... haiz.. Anyway, went to buy Big Gulp after that.... Muahaha... How sinful... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110528330801047349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110528330801047349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110528330801047349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110528330801047349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='@@@@@@'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110527068682425278</id><published>2005-01-09T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T19:38:06.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dauphinoise Potato, Round Eye Steak w/ Vegetarian Peppercorn Thyme Sauce</title><summary type='text'>Hmm... Now how does that sound?? Appetising? Muahahaha... Well, was wanting some good food to munch on, coz haven had some since... Dunno how long ago was that, and the best food that i had, the last time, was the Chix Foldover at Mac, which totally sucks... And it sucks BIG TIME man... Yuck... So today, made this steak, and Dauphinoise Potato... Kinda good, at least it soothed my tastebuds... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110527068682425278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110527068682425278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110527068682425278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110527068682425278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/dauphinoise-potato-round-eye-steak-w.html' title='Dauphinoise Potato, Round Eye Steak w/ Vegetarian Peppercorn Thyme Sauce'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110501793754893521</id><published>2005-01-06T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T21:25:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARgh!!!</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... I dunno whats happening these days... Keep cutting myself... 4 times in 2 days.... WTH... Haiz... Oh well... Haiz... Have been worrying a little for Si Ni lately... Seems like she still haven got over her breakup... Cant concentrate on her studies, moody, tearing very often too... Haiz... Really dunno what i can do... Plus we live on 2 ends of S'pore, wan to ask her come out oso diff sia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110501793754893521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110501793754893521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110501793754893521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110501793754893521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/argh.html' title='ARgh!!!'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110467383578528235</id><published>2005-01-02T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T21:50:35.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats the point?</title><summary type='text'>"You are now a changed person... I feel so sorry to see you in a state like this, where and when i couldnt be there for you when you were down... A once chatty you, yet now a quiet girl...I nearly broke down at the words of your blog... It made me think, "Where was i when you needed care and concern? What was i doing when you were down and out?" I asked myself, it has happened so many times, to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110467383578528235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110467383578528235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110467383578528235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110467383578528235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/whats-point.html' title='Whats the point?'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110458916343588877</id><published>2005-01-01T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:19:23.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no...</title><summary type='text'>Man, today was a great day... Haven had so much fun today... Muahaha... Woke up early today to prepare ham, vegetarian ham, for pot luck... Whahaha... Though din turn out as well as i expected, but it was a good learning exp... Then went to church, got quiz, then went down for worship... Got Communion today, din take part in feet washing though... Hehe... Anyway, after the Communion, went out to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110458916343588877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110458916343588877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110458916343588877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110458916343588877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-no.html' title='Oh no...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110428555135517376</id><published>2004-12-29T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T09:59:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>: -(</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Sian ah... Sch start already... Yesterday, went there, literally did nothing... Goon did calamari, Mark deep fried chix, I did Pineapple sauce, and braised raisins... Nothing much learnt though, but it was a fair bit of a learning exp... Went over to the chinese side for a while after the break, looked ard, and the chef explained a little bout Chinese cooking... Dismissed at 1430 liddat..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110428555135517376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110428555135517376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110428555135517376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110428555135517376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_29.html' title=': -('/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110415839558343350</id><published>2004-12-27T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:39:55.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-|--</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Today, utterly cannot make it... Went to sch, change, then went up to CL 2... Thought got what briefing, then start EC... Bloody hell... EC postponed till 2 wks later... Bloody hell, then meanwhile go outlet and work... Posted to OCBC center... Same as what Sophriane told me before... Hope i don see her... Spoils my mood somehow... Today oso... Saw her, felt utterly sian after that... Was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110415839558343350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110415839558343350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110415839558343350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110415839558343350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_27.html' title='-|--'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110407377223396922</id><published>2004-12-26T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T23:09:32.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>)+</title><summary type='text'>Hah... I knew what was gonna happen today when i was supposed to meet Sophriane... Basket... If she doesnt cherish the frenship then so be it... I cant be bothered to care about someone who treats me like dirt, and come to me only when she is in need, and no one else can help her... I cant let myself be bugged down by smt like that... I needa carry on... i shant let thoughts of her bug me anymore</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110407377223396922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110407377223396922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110407377223396922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110407377223396922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_26.html' title=')+'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110398896540497404</id><published>2004-12-25T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T23:36:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+(</title><summary type='text'>Does asking somebody to come out and accompany me really that difficult?? Am i really that bothersome?? Hmph... I dunno, but i think so... Look at actually how many ppl are bothered with me... haha... Had a great Christmas morning and noon today... Though the night wasnt as much fun, but it was good enough, rather than going to the arcade, or slacking ard at home doing nothing... Went to church </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110398896540497404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110398896540497404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110398896540497404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110398896540497404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_25.html' title='+('/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110355326050419486</id><published>2004-12-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T22:34:20.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+(</title><summary type='text'>Man, havent been here for some time already... Xiu Hui is back from Australia... Haven been able to really speak to her though... Met up with Wilson and her yesterday night, for a short while... Wasnt really good, and i am beginning to sink back to what i was before... This doesnt feel good, and its been hanging on today also... Lawrence came back from his trip to Malaysia... Ya know, sometimes i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110355326050419486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110355326050419486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110355326050419486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110355326050419486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_20.html' title='+('/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110294104743406618</id><published>2004-12-13T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T20:30:47.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gd moment outta bad day...</title><summary type='text'>Went out to meet Wayne, Jeremy, and Andrew for a swim at Jurong swimming complex... But then, forgot that Monday is closed for sevicing... Utterly sian man!!! Then went over to Wayne's place, slack there, watch anime... Nice sia... Dunno what... Gungrave or smt like that... Interesting, but i don have dvd player... Haiz... Sad case... Left his place at 1445, went to  Causeway point, bought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110294104743406618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110294104743406618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110294104743406618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110294104743406618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/gd-moment-outta-bad-day.html' title='Gd moment outta bad day...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110276736719288431</id><published>2004-12-11T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T20:16:07.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turmoil...</title><summary type='text'>Hah... Was meeting Joe in the morning before we went to church. Met up with him, then met Jessica... Somehow, he felt a total stranger to me... It was as if meeting someone in face and name, yet i do not know the person otherwise... What has happened? Along the way, Jessica was talking to me more than she was to Joe... I felt kinda awkward... I really felt like disappearing from that very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110276736719288431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110276736719288431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110276736719288431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110276736719288431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/turmoil.html' title='Turmoil...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110259640414763272</id><published>2004-12-09T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T20:46:44.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... This is saddening...</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Jus initialised a conversation with Sophriane. Found out that we cant talk like before. Haiz... Oh well... She is who she is, cant force her to change because we arent able to tok like before... Yea... Somehow, jus spent a few min thinking bout this... Shouldnt let that bother me... But then again... Indulging in thoughts of the past, really brings back wonderful memories... Haiz.... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110259640414763272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110259640414763272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110259640414763272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110259640414763272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-saddening.html' title='... This is saddening...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110240005802109465</id><published>2004-12-07T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T14:14:18.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=&gt;</title><summary type='text'>So happy... Went for Church Camp last Fri, Sat and Sun... So fun, it was great, utterly no words to describe... Haha... So happy... Things really are different when one has a diff perspective towards life eh... Haha... Went there in the afternoon/evening, for i had presentation on Eng... So cool... Did Vegetarianism... Hah, had to slog my guts out for this presentation.... But also learnt a lot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110240005802109465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110240005802109465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110240005802109465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110240005802109465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title='=&gt;'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110174267399759846</id><published>2004-11-29T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T23:37:53.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geez...</title><summary type='text'>Cant even i help somebody when he is in need? My best fren some more... And to think i said that, and got rebuked... It seems that we are drifting apart... And we cant seem to get back together... He has got his life, and i have got mine... But so? What does that mean... It doesnt mean that he has the right to say those stuff... What does he mean? I freaking don have time to go to the gym, and he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110174267399759846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110174267399759846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110174267399759846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110174267399759846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/geez.html' title='Geez...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110144263549677536</id><published>2004-11-26T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T12:17:15.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work...</title><summary type='text'>Haha... So happy... Went back to Polar yesterday morning, paid Auntie a visit, Lena, Ah Heng, Mary and Ah Kim too... So happy, got to see them after so long... Helped Auntie open, but need to leave by 1130, coz scared later Wong come, then i ganna... Then went to the arcade... Haha... Somehow, really felt as though i belong there... It feels, homely... I don feel as though i am stranger to them, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110144263549677536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110144263549677536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110144263549677536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110144263549677536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/work.html' title='Work...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110121880266679087</id><published>2004-11-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T22:06:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little sick me...</title><summary type='text'>Haiz... Woke up today with aches all over my body... Didnt matter, went to sch as per normal... Did everything, went pretty well... But when time came to eat... Couldnt open my mouth... Bloody jaw, hurting... Cant eat much... Very irritated... Then after that, no energy le, wished that i could be dismissed... Then things went on like that, dismissed at 1230 liddat... Din go YWC today... CAnt go..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110121880266679087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110121880266679087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110121880266679087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110121880266679087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/little-sick-me.html' title='Little sick me...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110111887067229391</id><published>2004-11-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T18:21:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighz...</title><summary type='text'>I dunno whats happening these days... Si Ni left for Penang, or is it, on Saturday... Din really know whats been happening to her... She din even wanna tell me bout anything... Not that i am a busybody or what... But at least let me know whats been happening lah... If keep me in the dark like that, like taking me for granted liddat, use finish already kick one side... NOt that i am saying that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110111887067229391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110111887067229391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110111887067229391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110111887067229391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/sighz.html' title='Sighz...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110096060158829110</id><published>2004-11-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:23:21.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting better</title><summary type='text'>Man, days are getting better... Dunno why... Issit because i have opened my mind and have gotten over you? I guess thats one of the reasons... But whats the rest, i do not know... But still, i am glad that its getting better... Haven been here for a long time... Been really  busy and tired these days... Had been busy with the Terrine preparation... On Wednesday, had to go solo, coz my grp mates </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110096060158829110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110096060158829110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110096060158829110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110096060158829110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/getting-better.html' title='Getting better'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110043635353934654</id><published>2004-11-14T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T20:45:53.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful days...</title><summary type='text'>Hah... Had 2 wonderful days in a row... Haiz... Went to shop yesterday, for stuff after church, went over to my place to cook dinner... Fricasee, Mushroom soup and carrot with leek... Haiz... Not too bad... Only thing was that the estimation of the cooking time wrong... Sad sia... Apologetic, made them wait so long... Haiz... Then still nvm... Bloody hell, the eggs not enough for the potato, then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110043635353934654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110043635353934654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110043635353934654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110043635353934654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/wonderful-days.html' title='Wonderful days...'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6308621.post-110031157576752859</id><published>2004-11-13T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T10:06:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY!!!???</title><summary type='text'>ARGH!!!!! Hate it when this happens... Bloody hell, plan already then thos idiots don come.... What the hell.... Still got the nuts to tell me i din call her yesterday... What the hell... Don be a moron lah... Basket... Then Jon another 1... Bloody hell... Jus because got ppl coming only, don wan to come... What the hell... Forget it lah ah... This will be the very last time i am gonna plan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/feeds/110031157576752859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6308621&amp;postID=110031157576752859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110031157576752859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308621/posts/default/110031157576752859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ycnjames.blogspot.com/2004/11/why.html' title='WHY!!!???'/><author><name>James</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
