<?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-6286321</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:18:35.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the curse of the attic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-115110274687169684</id><published>2006-06-23T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:45:46.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>R E V I E W Smusic / all american rejects / move along albumI know its old but go and download the entire of All American Rejects for some pop punk thrill..haha. All their tracks are fulluva energy.  video / enjoi bag of suck rofl this is some lethal dose of bring-the-house-down laughters. check out some of the bails. OWUCHHH, its a 200+mb file. where to download? Ares.lazy to blog the past </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115110274687169684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115110274687169684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115110274687169684' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-115071747850555538</id><published>2006-06-19T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T04:44:38.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im beginning to love life in TDS.  : )this is what we did today1. lesson2. lesson2. lunch3. run 4. SOOOOCCCCCEEEEERRRRRthats all for now peeps, gonna meet daryl to train his ollie! haha!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115071747850555538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115071747850555538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115071747850555538' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-115058856254506875</id><published>2006-06-17T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T16:56:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t shirt sale heyaim getting rid of my old tshirts. here goes!Emerica Skate Tshirt Size M Slim Fit ( worn once ? )$50Famous stars and straps Tshirt Size L$25 Blink 182 Shirt ( worn once )$10</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115058856254506875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115058856254506875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115058856254506875' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-115050190876321076</id><published>2006-06-16T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T16:51:48.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9th Sea Soldier CourseIts been a morbid few months of shit during our time at Changi Naval Base, and we have lived to tell the story. This is our story. ROFL!at the changi naval base spec mess (:the viper3 connectiondaniel gareth keatthe winning seven mine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115050190876321076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/115050190876321076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115050190876321076' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114869818590244514</id><published>2006-05-26T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:49:45.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got it while i was dining at HollandV last night.u guys shd check out cha cha place, serves great mexican food. not to mention hot waitresses serving u. pwnage :)this issue is extra kickass because it features ...HIM my favourite band at the moment.going out alr, cya folks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114869818590244514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114869818590244514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114869818590244514' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114866774366273188</id><published>2006-05-26T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:30:24.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been listening to this track after Lights Outs in camp latelyTaking Back Sunday - Better Make Damn Sure My rating - 9/10adam is freaking spastic in the video. LOL check it out at youtube or smth.You've got this new head filled up with smokeI've got my veins all tangled closeTo the jukebox bars you frequentThe safest place to hideA long night spent with your most obvious weaknessesShaking at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114866774366273188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114866774366273188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114866774366273188' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114820888526402133</id><published>2006-05-21T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T04:02:06.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my instruments of entertainment, my bloodstream. heh.felt that morning skating wasnt enough, the bloody rain screwed it up. so i headed down to the nearby teckwhye half pipe and made 2 new skater friends. =o both entered ollie competition before. wow. roflall was going until ...boom. lol!!!mark said listening to music screws up your sense of balance. i damn well agree with him now. rofl.k enough </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114820888526402133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114820888526402133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114820888526402133' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114819652639155539</id><published>2006-05-21T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:28:46.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNITED! THE PEOPLE! WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED !UNITED! THE PEOPLE! WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED !UNITED! THE PEOPLE , THEY WILL NEEVERR BE DEFEATED !this stupid funny crap song from anti-flag. hahahaha. was singing those lines the whole day pissing the shit out of mark and sam.The rain really wrecked our skating session today. The ramps and halfpipes got too slippery and quickly became hazardous. This MAT</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114819652639155539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114819652639155539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114819652639155539' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114815461352164682</id><published>2006-05-20T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T12:50:13.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>## MusicJust downloaded Anti Flag album. WOW. Smashing hits. Throws lotsa shit at the US govt for screwing up the whole Iraqi situation. Funny lyrics, catchy and pumping rhythms. Great to skate to, too and thats a BIG BIG PLUS factor :) I give it a 4/5.## SkatingFirsly, Circa shoes are nice. But they just dont last. Mine barely lasted 2 months and now there is a  king sized hole at the sides of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114815461352164682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114815461352164682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114815461352164682' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114805375873490736</id><published>2006-05-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T08:49:18.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just returned from a skating sessionben called suddenly and he said i skated right past him lolwtf what kinda freak concidence is that. chilled out and catch up on army days for abit before practicing clearing curbs. catching da vinci code tmr : )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114805375873490736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114805375873490736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114805375873490736' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114803830784798747</id><published>2006-05-19T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T04:31:48.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>## Urban Warfare Excerise @ Niew Tiew Village, Jurong.It was a great 1 and a 1/2 day. Lotsa stunts being thrown ( for the non-army orientated, throwing stunts means doing something that is a big big deviation from standard operation procedures! )" Action! " - sgt tan.We were split into teams of 3. I was leader, Augustus being the 2nd man and Kesmond the stuntman 3rd.I steathily shuffled my feet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114803830784798747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114803830784798747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114803830784798747' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114760304609802964</id><published>2006-05-14T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T03:37:26.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Few more hours to the dreaded book in. Curse and swear.Downloaded a clip of Ryan Sheckler and got inspired to skate again. Hell yeah!Went to my training shelter and practiced. It was plain horrible. My legs felt really lethargic, drained of energy and life. The little sleeping hours taking its tolls, perhaps? Or maybe im just trying to revel in denial AGAIN. Hahaha.Went home, bathed and logged on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114760304609802964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114760304609802964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114760304609802964' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-114758338457896286</id><published>2006-05-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:09:44.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im going to start updating this blog again :) ]RE: Tioman Trip w Skatemates!This has gotta be the highlight of the trip. All credits goes to Mark for taking this awesome shot! We jumped off this jetty based in Ketek Village, it was really really high and i could twist and turn a few times before actually hitting the icy tranquil waters! ADRENALINE RUSH! Yeah!..and thats us!to get to Juara Beach, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114758338457896286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/114758338457896286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114758338457896286' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113643379787776566</id><published>2006-01-04T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:03:17.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>will miss skating :(i finally ollied over a road curb. haha, things are just gonna get better for me here. wenta shaved my head ,  oh my god  hahaha.i cracked up everytime i look into the mirrorits 11.44pm, the clock is ticking.justa coupla hours to enlistment. hmmmsfuck this feels like im a prisoner on death row waiting for the ropewill miss yall people and the funny clubbing nightsyeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113643379787776566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113643379787776566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113643379787776566' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113642390351846641</id><published>2006-01-04T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:18:23.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>by the time u assholess and bitches read thisIM GONE TO TEKONG TO PLAY SHOOTING GAMES IN THE JUNGLES.HAHAHA. DONT GET ALL GREEN AND JEALOUS BABES!YOU GUYS HAVE FUN BACK IN BORING SINGAPORE ALRIGHT!FAREWELL FOR NOW.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113642390351846641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113642390351846641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113642390351846641' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113636724901616070</id><published>2006-01-04T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T01:34:09.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grace came over to my place today and we did things liketalking listening to music and be stupidhahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113636724901616070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113636724901616070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113636724901616070' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113635346903476437</id><published>2006-01-03T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:44:29.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will not say one word ill just hang aroundi wouldn knw you at all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113635346903476437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113635346903476437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113635346903476437' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113623471907574513</id><published>2006-01-02T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:45:19.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its 4.48am.time to sleep.smiling like a dickhead.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113623471907574513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113623471907574513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113623471907574513' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113622205151132348</id><published>2006-01-02T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T11:44:19.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>choking back the words i wanted to sayi spit only one."hi"..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113622205151132348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113622205151132348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113622205151132348' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113620879816401398</id><published>2006-01-02T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T05:33:18.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went skating with my lil bro, he rollerskates.i brought to this " Half Pipe" at Teckwhye and met this godlike skater.he could do the " Drop in " effortlessly and then Grind the tip of the pipe.oh my god. i stared at him in disbelief and asked humbly if he could teach me.rule 1 : dont look down , ur guts will waver.rule 2 : look forward at the other side of the pipe.rule 3 : dont lean back while </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113620879816401398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113620879816401398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113620879816401398' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113609807811476115</id><published>2005-12-31T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T10:12:22.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went chinablack with old buddies sam, myan and jj.music was simply fucking kick ass.from mambo retro to pumpin' hip hop to THUMPING rock!of cause, the place was contaminated with all the yoyo pple; bengs lians whatever.ohleny kravitz - will i ever see you againthis song just echoes my thoughts right now.there was this long streak of retro hits like its my lifesweet child of minehahaha that was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113609807811476115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113609807811476115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113609807811476115' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113599934314758473</id><published>2005-12-30T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T02:35:20.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>urgh i feel so fucking disgusted nowwas skating around neighbourhood and was skating down this long decline everything was cool, the wind against my face was orgasmic.untilBRRRKkkk ! BRRKKkk !Heard these gruesome sounds from underneath my skateboard all of a sudden.Felt 2 sudden jerks.I stoppped and ...looked.Lying smashed up with its insides turn inside out, were 2 snails ( few secs ago ). I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113599934314758473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113599934314758473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113599934314758473' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113594959755463504</id><published>2005-12-30T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T05:33:17.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you want to get it on with my friend, its cool.if you got her all tipsy and drunk, fine. you just spoilt your clubbing night cus u have to sit down with her or take her home.but son of a bitch, dont ever leave my friend all drunk by her own in club, and run home after that, dont even got the guts to answer our calls. ur just a dickhead</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113594959755463504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113594959755463504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113594959755463504' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113585721749283852</id><published>2005-12-29T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T21:55:09.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the fearsome vert.hesitated at the tip for a good 5minutes before taking the plungehaha went skating with mark this afternoon. the moment i saw this "Vert", i was like " aiyah im just gonna get to the top of the vert and skid down" how wrong was i !when i got to the top my legs turned to jelly and became wobbly man. but deep down i told myself i was gonna do this vert, be it having a sore ass </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113585721749283852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113585721749283852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113585721749283852' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113582340578208365</id><published>2005-12-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T18:30:05.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground And start new when your heart is an empty room With walls of the deepest blue Fall fades how it ages when you're away Spring blooms and you find the love that's true But you don't know what now to do Cause the chase is all you knowAnd she stopped running months ago And all you see is where else you could be When you're at home out on the street Are</summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113560622370706754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113560622370706754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113560622370706754' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113540801558774732</id><published>2005-12-23T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:06:55.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Falala @ Indochine.the most solid party to date, hands down. the mood was rock on with hawtties on display with every turn of your bobbing head. the music was a tad frustrating, frustrating in the sense that it is topsy turvy with the bizarre mix of gd and crap tracks. never mind the congestion on the dance floor.baggage was a problem. so i hid my topman plastic bag in one of the bushes behind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113540801558774732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113540801558774732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113540801558774732' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113530746165059881</id><published>2005-12-22T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:11:01.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We played 3 matches under the pouring rain at NTU yesterday, these are the scores.SRC 0 JWSS 0SRC 0 SRC Youth 0SRC 1 JWSSTried playing skirmish mode in the RTS game called Frozen Throne and got pwned by computer, i think i gotta check the net for some strategies. Anyone going to Falala tonight?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113530746165059881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113530746165059881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113530746165059881' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113518359401695768</id><published>2005-12-21T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:49:26.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>going to play for SRC U-21 in a friendly match later .. i vow to run my ass off for this match..i must..i must.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113518359401695768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113518359401695768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113518359401695768' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113510073791442495</id><published>2005-12-20T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:45:37.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had my worst fall so far from skating.tried to do an Ollie and it went horribly wrong it was disgusting.somehow my back foot landed on the extreme tip of the board and it flew up vertically and smacked against my kneecaps before i fell , again on the same kneecap, to the ground. fuckitooowww.Anyway guys check this out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113510073791442495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113510073791442495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113510073791442495' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113496383170885231</id><published>2005-12-18T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T19:43:51.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a thrilling day out skating with mark and daryl.first we headed down to spitfire to get my board..and the end result.. skated at the carpark of NorthVale.  It was going alllllll nice and smoooth until the security guard came down and put a halt to our practice. So we decided to head over to the basketball court at Limbang.Mark giving his trademark fuckface look.Still thinking if I should go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113496383170885231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113496383170885231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113496383170885231' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113486999493301109</id><published>2005-12-17T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T17:39:54.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to DXO last night, hoping for some trance action. Free entry before 11pm, hmm. why not? :P When i entered, i understood why they need the free entry promo. There was hardly anyone in the club, nobody shaking their thang on the dance floor and the reputable DJ ( NORMAN H ) was spinning for nobody. How sad. Haha. We decided to wait until 12.30am, hoping for the crowd to enter. Nada. While </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113486999493301109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113486999493301109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113486999493301109' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113486904910804358</id><published>2005-12-17T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T17:24:09.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a day of mishaps and haps.Wanted to catch King Kong with a friend, but there was no more nice allocations left by the time we got there. So....We watched Perhaps Love instead.It is a story about 2 people who, once upon a time, knew and were madly in love with each other before. Somehow, their careers brought them further and further apart until all love and contact was lost. The guy ( Takashi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113486904910804358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113486904910804358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113486904910804358' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113478436148135287</id><published>2005-12-16T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:32:41.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>currently my favourite rock band.1. I hate your eyes2. Sydney3. One more Night4. Our last danceI Hate Your Eyes LyricsAs if your the one to talkTrying to take what you don’t haveWhatever made you so jealousI’m tired of being quietI’m sick of writing the songs that make you think that you're so specialYou never really were that specialI’m ready to start this riotI’m ready to start a new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113478436148135287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113478436148135287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113478436148135287' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113478299045128921</id><published>2005-12-16T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:55:50.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HehHeh, finally got a new pair of nike dunks. Got a brown stussy long sleeve as well. The way im spending my moolahs, shd i be worried? But then again, you get $300+ per month in NS..hahahaha, so that should help to cover the expenses now. Haha.Played hockey with jamie and leonard and the rest of the hockey juniors in school. I felt really lethargic, sluggish. I have not sleep at all since the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113478299045128921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113478299045128921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113478299045128921' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113469288404131920</id><published>2005-12-15T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:28:04.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from the party at coccolatte. Fucked up pretty badly. Great to see so many fellow pjc-ers there, :D, the first 30mins of the party was really fun with the pjc army dominating and pwning the dance floor. Hahah, baoloon and co were having some gay fun with the damn POLE. Shankar was being a p.i.m.p by treating us all to 4 JUGS. OMFG. LOL. Saw this girl amongst the PJC group as well, i didnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113469288404131920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113469288404131920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113469288404131920' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113469188261139394</id><published>2005-12-15T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:13:32.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the coolio led display at Phuture Went to zouk with my bruddas. Not going back there anymore. Its too fucking crowded. People with Claustrophobia will die in there, trust me. You can hardly groove, let alone breathe! Music was great though, with the usual hiphop tracks dominating the playlist that night.Mambo night was funny. Hahahahahaha. Like the quirky retro dance moves. We formed a small </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113469188261139394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113469188261139394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113469188261139394' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113434384737860366</id><published>2005-12-11T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T06:46:17.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Event : PJC HOCKEY GUYS 2004/2005 vs pjc hockey guys 2005/2006Time : 9am - 11amVenue : NTUHow to get there : Alight at Boonlay Mrt, take a bus there :)Im excited returning to the place where , not so long ago, all my happiness and motivation to life stems from. It was the hockey pitch that allowed me to express myself in the most accurate way possible. It was on the hockey pitch that all my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113434384737860366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113434384737860366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113434384737860366' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113427545227454175</id><published>2005-12-10T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T20:40:49.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes live proceeds at such a turbulent pace, its better to sit inside a dustbin and savour everything as they are, slowly.'Lost and broken,Hopeless and lonely.Smiling on the outside,and hurt beneath my skin.My eyes are fading,My soul is bleeding.I'll try to make it seem okay,But my faith is wearing thin.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113427545227454175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113427545227454175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113427545227454175' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113426827437627977</id><published>2005-12-10T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:31:14.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Naughty Indulgence @ Cocclatte15th Dec ( Thursday )Presale $13 , At e Door $151 for 1 drinks from 11pm to 12am !Rnb plus heavy dosage of Hiphop ALL NIGHT LONG !Who's coming!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113426827437627977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113426827437627977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113426827437627977' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113423359874410512</id><published>2005-12-10T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:18:45.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The feeling of unreciprocated love is one of the most confusing experiences a human can undergo because attempts to suppress the recurring feelings are just as futile as the feelings themselves.  Loving someone who does not love you back only adds an eerie distance to a relationship with no commonly shared objectives and ends up pushing the loved party away.  Furthermore, if, in loving someone, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113423359874410512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113423359874410512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113423359874410512' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113414600783688333</id><published>2005-12-09T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T08:33:27.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>victim number 2 : Wen Kaifookeat says:wanna join us this thursday at coccolatte?. says:chocalate party ah. says:choco. says:lolfookeat says:wtf haha u and leeyan samefookeat says:when i told herfookeat says:she asked me " there got lotsa chocolates to eat ? "fookeat says:den i go paste on my blogfookeat says:haha. says:lol. says:realli wadfookeat says:ur the next onefookeat says:HAHAHAHA. says:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113414600783688333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113414600783688333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113414600783688333' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113409543013546347</id><published>2005-12-08T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T18:30:30.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back from the HCJC post prom party.shagged.enjoyed myself. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113409543013546347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113409543013546347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113409543013546347' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113401820835779733</id><published>2005-12-07T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:03:28.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ronaldo gives the middle fingers to Benifica supporters. The useless cunt. Really dissapointed with Ronaldo lately. Gave away possession far too cheaply.We arent CL quality. If we cant beat teams like Lille and Benfica then I am pretty sure that we would have been hammered by the big boys. Teams like Juventus and Barcelona who have the right players in the right positions. Its better to die of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113401820835779733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113401820835779733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113401820835779733' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113399178545413005</id><published>2005-12-07T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:43:05.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK YOU ALEX FERGUSON.JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF MAN UTD.THE PLAYERS DONT NEED YOUR FUCKED UP TACTICS.THE FANS DONT NEED YOU AROUND THE CLUB ANYMORE.JUST FUCK OFF USELESS SONAFABITCH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113399178545413005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113399178545413005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113399178545413005' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113398388838266539</id><published>2005-12-07T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:31:28.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're my sweet charadeThe broken hearted game I can't and don't want to stop playingEven though I know we will never be the same.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113398388838266539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113398388838266539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113398388838266539' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113397007252701110</id><published>2005-12-07T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T07:44:14.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me : going Cocolatte next thursday with ur fishing gang?if u get there before i do, dun gif up on me..                                love, me. says:there got lotsa chocolates to eat?for the record, that was none other than Leeyen.LOL X 100</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113397007252701110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113397007252701110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113397007252701110' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113389004702628529</id><published>2005-12-06T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:42:06.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and fellow Scorpions Football Club team mate Shawn !Me and Ms Teo, pjc cutest female teacher.Great night out partying at Gotham..Saw lotsa people getting wasted. Dont feel sorry for them, really. But these people shd wake up their fucking idea and drink within their limits. Its not as simple as you cant party because ur wasted, but pls pls spare a thought for your friends! You jeopardise their</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113389004702628529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113389004702628529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113389004702628529' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113386310122156841</id><published>2005-12-06T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:58:21.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no abalone, no shark fin and they fucking charged us $80.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113386310122156841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113386310122156841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113386310122156841' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113370091998308610</id><published>2005-12-04T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T09:03:59.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a pulsating run around cck neighbourhood last night.played soccer and basketball w/ ben early this morning.played a soccer match at tampinese just now. won 4-2.tomorrow is prom.but i aint enjoying myself as much as i shd be doing.emptiness.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113370091998308610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113370091998308610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113370091998308610' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113366169759516258</id><published>2005-12-03T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T18:01:37.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reminiscent.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113366169759516258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113366169759516258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113366169759516258' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113366023851495117</id><published>2005-12-03T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T17:37:18.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The team before the kick off. Lost 2-4. Good performance in the 2nd half, =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113366023851495117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113366023851495117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113366023851495117' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113361020322243701</id><published>2005-12-03T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:43:23.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got a match tmr, gotta reach tampinese at 2pm, and then training on Prom day in the morning. Hahaha, i love this kind of lifestyle. Hope my calves wont cramp again, really gotta see a doctor soon. I think there's some serious underyling problems with them. Haha whats the point of having well toned calves when they cramped up all the time, fucking bollox right.Yes, friends never say goodbye. :) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113361020322243701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113361020322243701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113361020322243701' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113360996813610888</id><published>2005-12-03T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:39:28.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mohawk .. it was fun :PNice? : )Uh ...Been hit by a truck. Urgh.My new physical extension of my ego on field. Hahhhha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113360996813610888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113360996813610888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113360996813610888' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113360105018078915</id><published>2005-12-03T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T01:10:50.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the top of the world</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113360105018078915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113360105018078915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113360105018078915' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113358283283194428</id><published>2005-12-02T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T20:07:12.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our hopes, dreams, goals, and relationships – it all requires putting ourselves on the line and subjecting ourselves to the possibilities of embarrassment, criticism, or failure so that we may gain peace of mind, success, and happiness in whatever way we personally define these terms. Many times we choose to instead resort to what is safe and familiar, passing on what might have been. I do not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113358283283194428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113358283283194428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113358283283194428' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113357672768771455</id><published>2005-12-02T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:25:27.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My head is made up of fragmented memoriesMost of them useless delusions and This place is bored of rehearsalsAnd sick of the boundaries and restrictions,Sick of the society and its preconceived notions of everything,brought about bysheer narrow-mindedness.I will      you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113357672768771455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113357672768771455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113357672768771455' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113354146531995746</id><published>2005-12-02T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T16:58:13.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perhaps,our friendship was a highly combustible reaction just waiting to explode; a ticking time bomb made from the shady streets of Middle East.Thanks for everything, in that unforgettable few weeks of my life.You made Alvls enjoyable. :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113354146531995746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113354146531995746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113354146531995746' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113354119218427049</id><published>2005-12-02T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T08:33:12.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113354119218427049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113354119218427049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113354119218427049' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113344353251921560</id><published>2005-12-01T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T05:25:32.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pseudo Team Pjc 2 Opponents 4As I walked to the soccer field, i heard a distant thunder reverbrating in the vicinity, and saw the clouds turning into a darker shade of grey as the heavens threatened to give way to an onslaught of rain. The atmosphere was laden with foreboding.As we gathered in unison in a circle before the kick off, we shouted " FUCK IT ! " Dont ask me why we did it, it was just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113344353251921560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113344353251921560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113344353251921560' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113339919284077670</id><published>2005-11-30T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T17:06:32.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matchday LoomsToday is Matchday. The day of reckoning.Team PJC  vs A team that thrashed ACJC Soccer 4-0Our lineupGk  - SoonliangDefenders - Gopal, Kelvin, Allistair, ShankarDefensive Midfielder - RayCenter Mid - MelvinLeft Winger - BaoloonRight Winger - MyselfForwards - Pravin, ShafiqThere is this heavy morbid feeling in my heart that we are in for a fucking torrid time at Turf City. Can this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113339919284077670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113339919284077670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113339919284077670' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113332793661237548</id><published>2005-11-29T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:26:43.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is up with people and their notion of preconceived judgements based on looks. Everytime i see someone with jpop clothins and big, weird emo specs with some other weird accessories like fake dunks with fucking bright shoe laces, i cant help it but make a rude remark about them to my friends ard me. I never make comments based on people's look, though. For those of us who judge people based on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113332793661237548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113332793661237548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113332793661237548' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113332737044558883</id><published>2005-11-29T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:09:30.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What are we?Why are we here?What is our purpose?These questions are asked, yet never answered.But, I believe that the path to truth is not seeking it, but merely allowing truth to find us.  To simply open ourselves to the universe and allow all that exists to become one with us, to become a single entity, then all questions will be answered..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113332737044558883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113332737044558883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113332737044558883' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113327065924403132</id><published>2005-11-29T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T05:27:27.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChaletI spent my last 3 days and 2 nights at the cosy Aloha Holidays Chalet, somewhere in Changi. Enjoyed my first day, but i was seriously shagged on my 2nd day. Arrived in time for the BBQ on the first night, helped myself to some satays and fried marshmallows :). Tried to help by marinating the satays but was pushed away :( lol. cmon i can help okay?Loved the serenity of the tranquil beach at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113327065924403132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113327065924403132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113327065924403132' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113325125032404232</id><published>2005-11-28T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:00:50.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ronaldinho hat-trick of top awardsBrazilian superstar Ronaldinho kisses the European Footballer of the Year trophy in Paris on Monday after he completes a hat-trick of the top soccer accolades in a 12-month spell.You just gotta take your hats to this soccer genius. Armed with a wide plethora of jaw-dropping soccer tricks and manoveures, this soccer player is sometimes called the Illusionist. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113325125032404232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113325125032404232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113325125032404232' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113324468389055998</id><published>2005-11-28T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:11:23.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>down with sore eyes. =/hope to recover in time for thursday soccer match at turf city.they said i will be starting on right wing. hehs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113324468389055998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113324468389055998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113324468389055998' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113306511475989088</id><published>2005-11-26T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:18:34.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went shopping with friends at queensway shopping centre cus i neeed to get a new soccer boots. the search for my next girlfriend didnt take long, it was over even before i stepped into the shopping mall.the gigantic humongous poster of the gold and white Adidas Absolute pasted on the wall of the shopping mall triggered an ..... (nvm)Then it was time to do some price scouting.Adidas - $299Salam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113306511475989088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113306511475989088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113306511475989088' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113303073304919487</id><published>2005-11-26T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T10:45:33.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>adidas absolute :)cheers to a year of soccer fun and goals</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113303073304919487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113303073304919487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113303073304919487' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113293813828554856</id><published>2005-11-25T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T09:07:38.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahaha fucking great day todayplayed soccer in a pulsating match. although my team lost 1-9 , it was great fun lah.hahaha, and feck, the sole of my vapor came off after a run down the flank. :/ ive been using that vapour for ..close to 3 years. arh, what a dramatic way to bid farewell to it. its okay, this give me an excuse to get the new gold/white adidas absolut. ..but $299??? OMFGWTF, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113293813828554856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113293813828554856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113293813828554856' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113281023530656350</id><published>2005-11-23T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:51:25.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brutal Assasination of Sunni Leader.Dead. another dead.BAGHDAD, Iraq (CNN) -- Gunmen dressed as Iraqi troops stormed the home of a senior Sunni leader Wednesday, killing him, his three sons and a son-in-law, Iraqi police said.Neighbors told authorities that at least 10 vehicles that appeared to belong to the Iraqi army stopped outside the western Baghdad house of Kadhim Sarheed Ali al-Dulami, a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113281023530656350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113281023530656350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113281023530656350' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113280787282648492</id><published>2005-11-23T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T20:51:12.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ITS OVER.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113280787282648492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113280787282648492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113280787282648492' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113277003661806820</id><published>2005-11-23T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:20:36.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Close your eyes a momentLet the memories pass you bySlowly they'll fade awayas one by one they die</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113277003661806820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113277003661806820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113277003661806820' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113276988444066255</id><published>2005-11-23T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:18:04.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a small chapter of my life will be sealed tomorrow.all those late nights at Yewtee Mac , downing RedBulls and Brands.all those retarded nights at Airport, popping and cartwheeling at Delifrance.it was fun while it lasted=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113276988444066255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113276988444066255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113276988444066255' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113274260764687886</id><published>2005-11-23T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T02:43:27.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yunero owns.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113274260764687886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113274260764687886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113274260764687886' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113269232064328232</id><published>2005-11-22T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T12:45:20.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exorcism of Emily RoseWatched this horror movie with grace..Its scary, and the movie is laced with lotsa shock scenes. Dont want to spoil anything here, so do yourself a big favour and catch the show!DotaHaha, introduced Cheryl to DOTA and she's hooked to it now. Shes a sucky noob. Here's why." Can i bring the fountain of life wherever i go??? "player said , " i go farm at top "" Whats farming? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113269232064328232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113269232064328232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113269232064328232' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113245857353512188</id><published>2005-11-19T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T19:49:33.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>glad my red devils thrashed them 3-1ruud got 2 goals, and smithy bagged one for himself too.hahahaha :Dkiddy rides. urgh. haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113245857353512188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113245857353512188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113245857353512188' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113237053714033100</id><published>2005-11-18T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T19:22:17.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday_________Mini Sharapova smacked her own racquet against her own ankle in a desperate attempt to return a shot. I hate Moam Candies now.Got a shitload of them stuffed into my mouth by a BBIITT---The taste of 4 ASSORTED moam balls meling in your mouth ....fuckinlicious.Friday_________Played a exhilirating soccer match with the usual soccer pple in pjc, one of the best soccer matches i ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113237053714033100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113237053714033100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113237053714033100' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113211872208188632</id><published>2005-11-15T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:00:52.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TODAY'S AGENDA1. Dota in the morning - done - 2. Swimming in the afternoon - done - 3. Jogging at canal route in the late afternoon - too lazy - 4. Dota in the evening - done -5. Go somewhere study Chem MCQ :/  - pending - 6. Night jogging anyone?haha today is a fucking slack day for me..enjoyed a packet of Kettle Chips Honey Dijons and rested at the swimming pool chair, under the loving rays of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113211872208188632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113211872208188632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113211872208188632' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113210599135547006</id><published>2005-11-15T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:53:11.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what should i do today</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113210599135547006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113210599135547006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113210599135547006' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113207585024223344</id><published>2005-11-15T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:30:50.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For all the time we spent alone with each other,It was that sad lonely day in cold December.When I thought nothing could prepare me for that fall,It only took us six minutes to end it all.Six small minutes and we are crying in the snow,December’s bitter winds telling us all we know.That it’s time to let go…And now here we stand and it’s finally goodbye.We have rushed through the months and we let</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113207585024223344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113207585024223344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113207585024223344' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113207545558577040</id><published>2005-11-15T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:24:15.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Havent blog for days Have been playing tennis and jogging..Trying to exorcise the devil that is Alvl out of my life..Had Chem paper and Chinese Listening Compre today ..Chem paper 2 was ....okay, but i think i screwed it up..i dont know.CLB LC was ..hmmm, i dont know? Cause all my answers were derived from the guy infront of me who was slouching, revealing his entire OMR sheet for the world to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113207545558577040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113207545558577040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113207545558577040' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113177637291977145</id><published>2005-11-11T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:50:31.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a " this is what i call life " day went to causeway point and bought this fossil watch as an early xmas present for myself..haha.played tennis swamand played tennis again.gotta improve on my power hits ..this is what i call life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113177637291977145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113177637291977145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113177637291977145' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113177584682236622</id><published>2005-11-11T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:12:42.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day before GP ExamVenue: CCABIn action at CCAB..My worn out stick and ball Rovin practicing his indian dribble ahhaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113177584682236622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113177584682236622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113177584682236622' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113176787868557661</id><published>2005-11-11T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T19:57:58.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exclusive picture of what the Exam hall looks like dont ask me how i managed to take a pic. haahha.finished math paper 3 ..it was fucking boring.sitting down there for 3 hours, stoning.wrote a 2 page poem as well, lolwatching pple frantically scribbling the sound of " zzzh zzzh zhhh " is still very vivid in my ears." Okay, TIME's UP " , said the chief invigilator, waking me up from my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113176787868557661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113176787868557661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113176787868557661' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113169448023811122</id><published>2005-11-10T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:07:43.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113169448023811122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113169448023811122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113169448023811122' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113156611483948744</id><published>2005-11-09T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:11:08.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone , anyone.Show me the path forward.its 3.41am and im sitting for Math Paper 2 tomorrow.went to Yewtee Mac but couldnt study againmy mind is not in the right frame at the moment.i just sat there, and began pondering about something which has been bothering me.To all my friends.Have you ever been caught in a situation like this.she is beautiful, but you can do nothing about it.you are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113156611483948744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113156611483948744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113156611483948744' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113155134656941579</id><published>2005-11-09T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:25:10.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>initial D? haha. took it while waiting for friend.This is where i stay.Yewtee MRT at night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113155134656941579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113155134656941579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113155134656941579' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113155104084363346</id><published>2005-11-09T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T07:44:00.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling weird .. :/know its probably nothing much.but...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113155104084363346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113155104084363346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113155104084363346' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113151918051446345</id><published>2005-11-08T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:53:00.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just ran the canal route under the lovely tuscan-like sun together with the tune of My Humpsall i did was run, run, run and run and run and did i mention RUN ..trying to run away from troubles from Alvl that has plagued me.trying to run away from everything ..and i just ran and ran ..until i had to reluctantly stop because of some irritating cramps at my calves.woke up really late today; 7.30am. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113151918051446345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113151918051446345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113151918051446345' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113151789114733869</id><published>2005-11-08T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:31:31.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he shoots, he scores yet another goal !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113151789114733869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113151789114733869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113151789114733869' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113137143977965953</id><published>2005-11-07T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T05:50:39.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>took a break from studying to watch my juniors train under my coach Sunil.I didnt know how to feel. Happy? Sad? I wouldnt say it was even a mixture of happiness and sadness. I felt empty within, devoid of any feelings.I watched them go through their drills under the scrutiny of Mr Sunil. I thought of myself, a young and enthusiastic j1 Hockey player eagerly trying out all the drills set for us. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113137143977965953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113137143977965953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113137143977965953' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113130625476150185</id><published>2005-11-06T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:05:17.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Took this pictures with my handphone at 4am+ while walking home frm Yew Tee MRT.I like how the barren empty traffic junction seems so surreal, with the usually insignificant flashing lights of the traffic lights basking in all their glory.Self Love is the greatest love of allQuoted this from a friendOff to give it some thought :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113130625476150185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113130625476150185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113130625476150185' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113124639497033676</id><published>2005-11-05T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T19:37:22.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Album : Sweet Lullaby on a School BenchRelease Date : 25/11/2005anyway, i ate ALOT today. Shit, im becoming like her.  Had Mc Nuggets and Mc Wings at Teckwhye Mac, then Mc Flurry and lil bit of Mc Sundae at Yewtee Mac, then 2 eggs at Yewtee Food Court, and if thats not enough, Xiao Wan Mian ( Mini Pot noodle ) for supper! At the rate im going.. brrr, i cant even bear to imagine me being fat. .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113124639497033676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113124639497033676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113124639497033676' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113124515426147457</id><published>2005-11-05T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:48:11.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just bought the new album, Novemeber's Chopin ! :DHahaha i bet u guys are probably rolling your eyes and going WTF, keat actually listens to chinese pop?!Yeah, but only Jay Chou :) He is, in my eyes, the true embodiment of musical talent in the weird, gibberish world of gay chinese pop culture. He stands out like a rose amongst the thorns ( wad a cliche!! ). Anyway, it is so easy for other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113124515426147457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113124515426147457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113124515426147457' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113115801540573541</id><published>2005-11-04T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:59:12.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was studying in sch w mini sharapova.played a lil bit of tennis with some of the tennis players as well, was great fun :)did trigo, aye im fecked lah.sigh, i think i have changed alot in the past 2 weeks.aint so joyful about life anymore..more serious and down to earth, coupled with the harsh realisation that ive been nothing more than a failure for the past 2 yearsfailure for being so immatured </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113115801540573541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113115801540573541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113115801540573541' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113106700215714169</id><published>2005-11-03T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T17:16:42.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had so much fun togetherYou and i were one.Together, we leave people trailing in our wake.Together, we made them chase my shadow.You and i were one.We had gone through so much.You were there when i scored my first goal for SRCIt was a reverse chop, and i will alawys love you for that.You were there when i played in the SRC 4 aside.You were there during my adivs.You and i were one.You were the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113106700215714169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113106700215714169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113106700215714169' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113106363843772744</id><published>2005-11-03T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:20:38.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its like watching a car crashFrom a window that I cant break.You're falling down againTripping over tangled thoughts inside your headThat you cant pray away.Well if you agree to be my patient, I'll be the best damn doctor you've ever had.for I precribe the perfect antidote.Love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113106363843772744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113106363843772744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113106363843772744' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113101142276082984</id><published>2005-11-03T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T16:15:46.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to sch early w cheryl, we were the first onse to reach the school..funny how the school feels when you have the entire complex to yourselves. :) the atmosphere was surreal, the empty tables and chairs at the concourse just look kind of weird, devoid of all the incessant chatters of students during school hours. we went to explore the  creepy female toilets behind the hall. the motion sensors</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113101142276082984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113101142276082984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113101142276082984' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113089108411976612</id><published>2005-11-01T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T16:28:12.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as i sit here and watch you i wonder if sitting here is too good to be true!suddenly,you made your move,that somehow set my heart aloof.i watch your lips as they move,As to show off some sort of groove.i watch your oh so sexy body as it swaaayssswhich sometimes makes my mind wanna playyyyythen i look into the dark recesses of your eyes as they seem to gesture to me,iwonder when the hell are you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113089108411976612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113089108411976612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113089108411976612' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286321.post-113085502251352524</id><published>2005-11-01T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:24:07.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To [                ]Erm, its a pity.......Your summer was too shortAnd autumn brought dead leaves</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113085502251352524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6286321/posts/default/113085502251352524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keat.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113085502251352524' title=''/><author><name>daprophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17933311845232254895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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