<?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-5137857</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:43:59.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new beginning</title><subtitle type='html'>miracles do happen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-112922149865960899</id><published>2005-10-13T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T09:38:18.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>andrew ang and i watched 40yr old virgin today after a long week of mugging and a long day of lessons. yay!! so fun. hahaha a great way to unwind. now i wanna do it everyday. heh : ) well okay. maybe every week : ) and i miss hockey..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/112922149865960899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/112922149865960899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112922149865960899' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-112887655049934184</id><published>2005-10-09T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T09:49:10.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things change. ultimately, they do.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/112887655049934184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/112887655049934184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112887655049934184' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111891717471188883</id><published>2005-06-16T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T03:19:34.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sick of school, i am.no more hockey, there is.study study study, that is all.star wars, i watched. enjoyed it alot, i did.going f-ing nuts, i am.so this world is too much for you to takeso lay it down in front of mei'll give you everything you needin every way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111891717471188883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111891717471188883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111891717471188883' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111553001830264271</id><published>2005-05-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T04:59:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know one thing for sure is that i don't wanna be left alone. that i need you around. and that i really don't care about what anyone has to say about it. everytime we have those talks about us being too close i get scared that somehow everything will just end there and then. and i don't know what i would do. but i'm glad after all of it, somehow we get through it. that everything is sorted out. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111553001830264271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111553001830264271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111553001830264271' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111530290983195673</id><published>2005-05-05T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T07:21:49.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah. haven't been online for ages. all the sports seasons are in progress now. and a few have already ended with rj reigning champs here and there. whee. go rjc! hahaha. hockey's priority now. though that's not what alot of people would wanna hear [especially my teachers] but yes. it's my priority now. and i'm sick. how wonderful is that. heck. i will kick butt this tourn. yes let's go. come on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111530290983195673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111530290983195673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111530290983195673' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111323281080033426</id><published>2005-04-11T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T08:20:10.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been 2 years. and all i can say is that i still miss my crescent hockey babies. : (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111323281080033426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111323281080033426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111323281080033426' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111202398025714714</id><published>2005-03-28T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:33:00.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheee. i had a great weekend. all i did was go out and play hockey!! hahahahafriday night my dear yokey was out with me. i bought her a skirt. she just like spent all my money by the way. gosh the things i let her do to me. really. then she came over. and my mother spoils her!! give her all the food she want. so annoying. her own daughter also she didn't care. JEALOUS!! oh we borrowed 3 diff vcds</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111202398025714714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111202398025714714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111202398025714714' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111172230490690855</id><published>2005-03-24T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T19:45:04.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COMMON TESTS ARE OVER!!! and i can get back to my hockey stick which has been rotting and dying. my poor baby. needs new gripping. needs some good hitting around. muahahaha. and season's coming. gonna kick ass. just had a VERY good training yesterday. got the team focused and we all have an aim now. we are gonna work very hard towards it. yes. feeling oh so jolly!!went out with my class girlies </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111172230490690855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111172230490690855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111172230490690855' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111158617551793224</id><published>2005-03-23T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T05:57:29.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>common tests is kicking my ass. this is damn depressing. last paper tomorrow and i just can't make myself study. at least. study anymore. covered everything together but not like i can remember nuts. growl.am worried about tournament. it's like coming in 4 weeks? and we have only 5 j1s left after the stupid pae. SCREW PAE. 7, 8 pointer still don't want. idiots. growl. forget it. just gotta pray </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111158617551793224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111158617551793224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111158617551793224' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111106593947257338</id><published>2005-03-17T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T05:25:39.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k i shall stop complaining about my horrid week and just think all happy thoughts. was jus reading yokey's blog. muahaha. you make me happy too babe. miss you many many. hahaha : ) sigh and those days we spent together. be it mugging, arguing, eating, sleeping or whatever we always do. i'm so glad you're always the one with me. i think my mom wants to adopt you or something. she just asked me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111106593947257338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111106593947257338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111106593947257338' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111098243333702613</id><published>2005-03-16T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T05:15:05.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i never thought i could ever be so pathetic until today. really. there i was on the stupid bus crying over. i don't even know what. gosh the looks i got from people. eewww. ahhh. how pathetic. growl this is frustrating. and i guess it hurt so bad 'cause you said it. i wish today never happened. this really sucks. AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!and i got a damn ugly hair cut.i can't wait for this week to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111098243333702613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111098243333702613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111098243333702613' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111081793151810273</id><published>2005-03-14T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T08:32:11.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm home. but am feeling down. sigh. for many reasons. had a fight with my sis. was talking to the other girls about the hockey camp this year. we're all abit worried. okay not abit. very worried. dont really wanna talk about it now.hey drew. you okay? please tell me what's wrong? sigh. please take care k?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111081793151810273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111081793151810273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111081793151810273' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111037807526182365</id><published>2005-03-09T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T08:06:27.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm suffering from a headache right now! growl. must be from the chem spa and gp. gosh gp kicked my ass today. i have no idea what i was writing. i bet rathi ho's gonna wanna whip my ass 'cause of this. sigh. oh well. heck. i had fun after school anyway!! played with the odac's hamster! hahaha i think that little hamster has a thing for me. hahaha :) yes i'm in denial. fine. anyway. heck! me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111037807526182365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111037807526182365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111037807526182365' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-111011519979745941</id><published>2005-03-06T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T05:19:59.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was in church today and the sermon kinda really tugged at my heart strings. no idea why. just did. oh well. it's my favourite verse too!God's Love1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111011519979745941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/111011519979745941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111011519979745941' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110995273819114847</id><published>2005-03-04T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T08:12:18.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5 things i've learnt this week1. HITCH rocks my socks2. no more swearing from me3. organic chemistry is FUN :)4. my phone battery life SUCKS5. i think i'm going mad :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110995273819114847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110995273819114847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110995273819114847' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110959798882176644</id><published>2005-02-28T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T06:06:02.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOSH you just wanna bring out the worse in me don't you??i've been through everything with you.you're like family to me now.and now what? that's it? how could we let a guy get between us?of all people. THAT guy. it just had to be that guy. oh gosh.he's a guy with ZERO balls. too afraid to let go of his easy catch.how could you tell me i don't understand you??we've known each other for how long? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110959798882176644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110959798882176644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110959798882176644' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110946370121984753</id><published>2005-02-26T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T16:21:41.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a damn off day yesteday and i woke up before i was supposed to wake up today. i'm one heck of a pig so i rarely just wake up without having to snooze my alarm clock one million times. i'm pretty stressed out by school work i guess. hahaha got lect test on monday!!i'm pretty sore with a friend of mine. i know i shouldn't be. and i should try to understand what he's going through but i guess i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110946370121984753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110946370121984753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110946370121984753' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110925660481454163</id><published>2005-02-24T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T07:59:56.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm feeling weird. hahahalike confused kinda thing. what's behind all these walls?hmmm. i've come to conclusion we all should just sit back and relaxand not think so darn much :)Baby I just don't get it, do you enjoy being hurtI know you smell the perfume, the make-up on his shirtYou don't believe his stories, you know that there all liesbad as you want you stick around and i just don't know why.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110925660481454163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110925660481454163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110925660481454163' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110908037623742698</id><published>2005-02-22T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T06:00:52.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had national sixes on sunday! i'm like damn burnt now thanks to the hot hot hot sun.my mother jus bought me aloe vera. she keeps saying she thinks i'm ugly when i'm black.apparently it's reverse psychology. but right...anyway, WE WON!!! so damn happy can. i scored the winning goal. sigh :)anyway, i have a new year's resolution and i must fulfill it!!- mug hard and not say i'm gonna fail my test </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110908037623742698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110908037623742698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110908037623742698' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110839793748022723</id><published>2005-02-14T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T08:18:57.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy valentine's day peoplei love all of you and thank you for making it specialmuax muax muax</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110839793748022723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110839793748022723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110839793748022723' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110709554608218854</id><published>2005-01-30T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T06:32:26.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today we lost to jansenites 3-2so what we lost. it was a hell of a game and i'm so damn proud of you girlsso what we are missing out on the semi finals for the first time in a long timehead up girls, we're a young team and we have many more tourns togetherlet's pick ourselves up and leave the tourn with our heads held high ki'm proud to have led you girls through this tournamenti hope i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110709554608218854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110709554608218854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110709554608218854' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110684540196395377</id><published>2005-01-27T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:04:24.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know i haven't been online in ages and i haven't updated and i bet no ones checking out my blog now. hahaha.sorry been really busy with hockey and school.anyway.TODAY'S MY  BIRTHDAYi just wannna tell all you people who i call my friends..that i love you to bits and i'm so glad that i have gotten the opportunity to spend today with you guys and i have no idea where i would be without you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110684540196395377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110684540196395377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110684540196395377' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-110123209344396676</id><published>2004-11-23T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T09:49:49.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>people can you spell dying??growl.that's what i'm going throughfreak.can you dump your india trip and come home alreadyfreakzoids.25days.i'm dying.damniti've been listenin to the used's blue and yellow over and overgosh i'm freaking addicted to the song and it's all in how you mix the twoand it starts just where the light existsit's a feeling that you cannot missand it burns a hole</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110123209344396676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/110123209344396676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110123209344396676' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109879738861474734</id><published>2004-10-26T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T06:29:48.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> blue, i get the blues every nightsince i fell for youi'm so blueyou made me leave my happy homeyou took my loving now you're gonesince i fell for you love brings such misery and painand i know i will never be the same againsince i fell for youwell it's too bad and it's too sadbut i'm in love with youoh you love me, then you snubbed mebut what can i do?i'm still in love with youi  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109879738861474734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109879738861474734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109879738861474734' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109790313896573856</id><published>2004-10-15T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:36:20.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here's time's when you feel so disappointed with everything.with people who you care about.people you love.but then, without disappointment i guess you'll never ever be able to understand satisfactionyou know.when everything's all bad and stuff.guys, it'll clear up.it'll turn our lives around and things will be better.though it may not be how we want it to be, it'll always be better.so chin up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109790313896573856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109790313896573856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109790313896573856' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109772294294378597</id><published>2004-10-13T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T20:11:45.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>promos are finally over but growl there's still dreaded projwork.ahhhh.gosh i haven't been so happy and sad at the same timehappy 'cause i can throw away my books for now and just screw my books till prelims.hahaha.ok not really but you get the picture.now it's HOCKEY HOCKEY HOCKEY HOCKEY HOCKEY!!!!sad 'cause i'm afraid.i'm afraid of going back for training.the team's been doing absolutely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109772294294378597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109772294294378597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109772294294378597' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109662209310045315</id><published>2004-10-01T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T02:14:53.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>promos are killing everyone.gosh.nevermindpeople you guys must presevere k!!JIAYOU!!food for thought:have you ever wondered why they say it's rock bottom and sky high?haha.ok so i came up with what i think it could mean.you know how there are many ups and downs in life.and whenever there's a down we always seem to notice it and feel way more affected than if we have a little high?so when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109662209310045315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109662209310045315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109662209310045315' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109456788594773068</id><published>2004-09-07T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T07:38:05.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>watched garfield.omg.that fat cat is so damn cute and entertaining and ever so funny and loving and everything else!!hahaha.watched it with mun, belle and her sis.pigged out like crazy.hahaha.a great way to end a very productive day at school.hahaha.plus mun must be smiling herself to sleep tonight :)just when you think that those secondary school days of toilet incidents were gone.i had to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109456788594773068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109456788594773068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109456788594773068' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109344664992230847</id><published>2004-08-25T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T08:23:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah.haven't been online for what seems like forever.been busy with school and more school.life's been awfully cruel to me right now.growl.so frustrated.there's the promos coming and i'm just out to fail.all that pressure is killing me.damn it sometimes i just wonder whether i'm fit for jc life.everyone just seems to have it so easy.or maybe i'm just blind to what's happening around me.which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109344664992230847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109344664992230847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109344664992230847' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-109257646836007224</id><published>2004-08-15T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T06:27:48.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let's talk this overit's not like we're deadwas it something i didwas it something you saiddon't leave me hanginginstead he so didheld up so high on such a breakable threadyou were all the things that i thought i knewand i thought we could beyou were everything everything that i wantedwe were meant to besupposed to be but we lost itall of the memories so close to me just fade meall</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109257646836007224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/109257646836007224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109257646836007224' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108817892401946436</id><published>2004-06-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T09:58:57.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>celebrated totchi's birthday yesterday.such a jrock bimbo and i'm so extremely in love with her.hahaha.my little hot baby. : ) love her tons and she's 17 and she's complaining about that.hahaha.poor darling.you'll still remain 16 in my eyes k babe.I LOVE YOU!!all the hockey babes looked so cuteee.hahaha.all so sweet and all.sigh.wont be able to see you guys so often after yesterday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108817892401946436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108817892401946436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817892401946436' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108757927339565505</id><published>2004-06-18T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T10:21:13.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's something particularly wrong with me.whenever i stay up til this late in the night i was think of one thing.and that's crescent hockey.always.i don't know why.i think of all the silly things that we used to do.all those trainings after school.oh gosh.all of that.hmmm.what's wrong with me???!!!call me silly.but i haven't been able to move on from that lost.gosh how retarded can i get.but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108757927339565505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108757927339565505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108757927339565505' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108714128541744488</id><published>2004-06-13T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T08:41:25.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhh.i'm feeling so damn happy today!!!ok.so for starters i had a damn good nights sleep from a very very long long week of activities.oh my gosh.i finally sleep for more than 6hours in the comfort of my going-to-fall-apart bed.anyway..moving alonghad our u18 game against crescent b.we won 4-0.ahh didn't score today.damnit.all my hits are getting really lousy man.must be the lack of training </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108714128541744488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108714128541744488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108714128541744488' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108627465282168198</id><published>2004-06-03T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T07:57:32.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know why i love my family do damn much1. i've got a hilarious grandma.she was talking to my sis on the phone.here's how it goesahma: [in chinese] foong, you got boyfriend already?sis: no la, ahma.don't haveahma: aiyo.then your brother got girlfriendnd already?sis: no la, ahma.don't haveahma: HUH really ah??nevermind, nevermind.will have soon.very soon.but for now, you two must jiayou k?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108627465282168198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108627465282168198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108627465282168198' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108627233022616253</id><published>2004-06-03T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T07:18:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was out last night with my crescent hockers.omg.felt so good to be together again.at delta.after a game.hahaha.though i'm not in the crescent hockey club they sure make me feel right at home with them.hahahaI LOVE YOU CRESCENT HOCKERSso after delta we headed to crystal jade at scotts for xiao long bao and lamian.everytime we have gathering confirm it's crystal jade.hahaha.sigh.felt so right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108627233022616253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108627233022616253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108627233022616253' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108576637604211249</id><published>2004-05-28T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T10:59:33.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been too long and i'm lost without you [only a day and i'm already lost without you guys]what am i gonna do?said i would be needing you, wanting youwonder if you are still the samewonder who's been with youis your heart still minei wanna cry sometime[ya like the whole night]i miss youoff to college guess you ran awaystraight from high schoolyou grew up and left mewe were close </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108576637604211249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108576637604211249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108576637604211249' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108571310590024394</id><published>2004-05-27T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T19:58:25.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was a day of reckoning.we trained hard for that one day, for that one moment.everything that we have sacrificed for, everything that we have bled for was for that one moment in time, for that one glorious moment where we will be standing in the middle of delta pitch holding up the champions' trophy and singing the school song.but we were denied that moment.that one mistake took away all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108571310590024394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108571310590024394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108571310590024394' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108522914462396484</id><published>2004-05-22T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T05:32:24.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a great day today.spent it with my favourite people.the hockers!!had training in the morning.it was damn damn damn fun.instead of doing the usual hockey stuff.sir made us play a variety of games.we played rugby+soccer+basketball.it was damn funny.the girls outnumbered the guys 11 to 6 and we still lost la.hahaha.and after a while it became 14 to 6.hahahahahow sad is that.we were like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108522914462396484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108522914462396484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108522914462396484' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108515568722393953</id><published>2004-05-21T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:54:22.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE'RE IN THE FINALS.BOTH GUYS AND GIRLS!i'm so mother proud of rjc!!i love my team mates, i love my school.oh yes i'm gonna say it again.I LOVE MY SCHOOLthe girls today were just the mother most psyched up!!yumun was going around going "chiong til i die chiong til i die" and omg she was mother chionging like crazy.she was running like mad and she was attacking their keeper until the keeper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108515568722393953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108515568722393953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108515568722393953' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108464137240968361</id><published>2004-05-15T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T10:23:56.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love this song.yokey got me addicted to iti'm not a perfect personthere's many things i wished i didn't dobut i continue learningi never meant to do those things to youand so i have to say before i gothat i just want you to knowi found a reason for meto change who i used to bea reason to start over newand the reason is youi'm sorry that i hurt youit's something that i must live </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108464137240968361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108464137240968361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108464137240968361' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108463779583435139</id><published>2004-05-15T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T09:16:35.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha.i'm so entertained by my ac friends.the things they hear.so exaggerated can.lol.yinxiang.you toot.only know how to praise yourself the whole day!!such a toot la!!hahahahamy friend just reminded that i have scored more goals than the total number of goals scored by the rj guys.LOL.that's actually damn funny.but ya.ok cannot.make fun of the guys.they sure wanna kill me.i'm so jolly.i love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108463779583435139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108463779583435139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108463779583435139' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108463043887254614</id><published>2004-05-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T07:13:58.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know what.what's in the past is in the past.let's just forget it and just be jolly people all over again.:) i was just being a meany cursing like shit.i just needed an outlet for expression.yeppers.so don't bother about it :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108463043887254614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108463043887254614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108463043887254614' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108462854071676506</id><published>2004-05-15T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T06:57:58.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did i every mention I LOVE MY CLASS??hahaha.ok i'm going to say that again I LOVE MY CLASS.there are such nice people.can't stand it.been having a bad week and all they've been doing is cheering me up and trying to make things easier to handle.so sweet right!!hahahaa.I LOVE 1SO6D!!haha.k enough about them.now about the game today.against ac!!omg.we gave away a shortcorner and they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108462854071676506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108462854071676506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108462854071676506' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108436757869062592</id><published>2004-05-12T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T08:29:11.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg.i had the worse day of my life today.but thanks to all those people out there.my classmates, my hockey team, nice people like my buddy, ivan, iggy, pek, daryl, vic, khairul and the list goes on and on.i got over all that shit and managed to play relatively well during my game today.i'm so jolly now :) so happy with my goalwe were playing so well today.it's like how power.hahaha.i'm always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108436757869062592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108436757869062592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436757869062592' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108402316569962713</id><published>2004-05-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T06:44:09.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a rather busy week tuesday: went to watch the vj vs nj game.wah damn damn damn exciting.was so torned between the two schools.vj got qing, flor, wx and fariza.then nj got bird, stef and jia.haha.so in the end i just kept shouting their names.haha.was like some idiot there.even my own team mates were avoiding me.hahaha.oh well : ) i'm pau i can't help itwednesday: guys game got cancelled '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108402316569962713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108402316569962713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108402316569962713' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108342315280684875</id><published>2004-05-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T07:56:45.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was rudely awaken from my sound slumber by my darling yokey jumping onto my bed and slapping my ass.omg.that pig.she happily come to my house like hotel like that.TOOT.hahaha but i missed those good old days where she would just pop out of nowhere and wind up at my house messing my room and kicking me around.oh well.went out today!!with her.omg.i miss those good old days.hahahahawe watched 50 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108342315280684875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108342315280684875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108342315280684875' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108334130374511849</id><published>2004-04-30T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T09:12:35.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a super long day at school today but my class made my day pass so much faster.so thankful for those clowns in my class.was walking around school with a sign on my shoulder telling people to 'pls do not  touch'.instead of warding off blows to my bruise it brought about more.growl.but then again.it's been numb the whole day so it's a good thing.hahaha :)ended at about 430 and met the hockers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108334130374511849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108334130374511849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108334130374511849' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108324121018745300</id><published>2004-04-29T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T05:24:20.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was a bad bad bad day.it started out with being waking up late and thus being late for school.and to make things worse.i forgot my handphone.growl.felt so weird without my handphone.anyway.then i had a maths test which was a complete flop.i'm so gonna fail so bad the teachers would wanna kick me out of rjc.growl.then it was time for our match.the guys came down to support us, but it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108324121018745300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108324121018745300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108324121018745300' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108281296050885827</id><published>2004-04-24T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T06:30:30.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up super early this morning to catch vj vs mi and rj vs ac.the girls game was just full of surprises.mi was playing extremely well.the keeper was just the most powerful.the defenders were damn chiong.making sure that the ball don't get pass them they like threw their bodies into the line of play.madness.but then again.i respect them for that.it's crazy.then there was NORDIN.the one and only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108281296050885827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108281296050885827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108281296050885827' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108254897966520932</id><published>2004-04-21T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T06:52:40.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> had our first game today.am so mother proud of the team.i felt that the girls were playing really very very hard.unlucky on our part that so many of our shorts were not penetrative enough.but nevermind we shall build up from here.we are gonna kick ass k girls.am so proud of the whole team!!gosh but i wished i could have played better.felt so horrible after the game.i was like the weakest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108254897966520932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108254897966520932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108254897966520932' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108247071825087066</id><published>2004-04-20T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T06:59:55.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tomorrow's rj first game!!both the guys and the girls.so freaking exciting.i've been high sincec about 5 this afternoon.me and xinn keep writing funny notes to one another encourgaing each other.hahaha.did i mention i'm totally in love with xinn.very good.the tooties!!all gather together happily never call me!!hahaha.but then again i told them that i had training.WAH LAU.next time must call me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108247071825087066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108247071825087066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108247071825087066' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108222460426279189</id><published>2004-04-17T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T11:00:38.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>couldn't sleep.was just thinking about hockey.haha.no surprise there.i think i've come to a point where i can sum up my life into one word: HOCKEY.oh wait maybe two: CRESCENT HOCKEY</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108222460426279189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108222460426279189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108222460426279189' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108222233674382948</id><published>2004-04-17T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T07:07:38.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was out last night at the rjc guitar emsemble.most of the hockey guys were there to support ashraf too.luyi and victor are just forever up to no good.LOL.hahaha.kiddings.anyway.ASHRAF KICKS ASS!!!omg the thing was quite boring but when ashraf came on it was like WOAH the whole place was awake and cheering him on.he was how cool and damn mother pro.omg.it's crazy lah.and when he's brother came on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108222233674382948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108222233674382948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108222233674382948' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108108900891719460</id><published>2004-04-04T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T07:33:47.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hockey makes me feel so much happierwas out celebrating cookie's birthday with the team.omg.it's been so long since the team got back together.i mean the whole team just came back.LOL.so happy.eating and making so much noise.sigh.of the 12 ppl.9 were from crescent.LOL.crescentians just dominate the src team.oh well.HAPPY BIRTHDAY COOKIE.it was so damn fun just now.watching you get smashed in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108108900891719460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108108900891719460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108108900891719460' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108100743589896958</id><published>2004-04-03T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T07:54:12.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>growl i've come to a point where i don't know what the hell is going on in my little head of mine.was at tranining this morning.not like i trained 'cause sir was telling me to use this time to catch up on work and all.growl.it sucked.i mean i was really into training and then he suddenly just did that.growl.i hated it but i guess it's for the best ya?who knows.i didn't manage to get anything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108100743589896958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108100743589896958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108100743589896958' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108091421419684645</id><published>2004-04-02T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T06:00:28.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i skipped school today to go back to acjc to visit all my friends.damnit i was hoping to surprise everyone but then they all knew i was coming back.growl!!oh well.i was so happy.seeing everyone again.wayne, lennard, audrey, vic, pek, husky, fern, gary, eudora...omg.it's like i don't realise how much i've missed them until i see them and remember all those fun times we had together and like...damn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108091421419684645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108091421419684645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108091421419684645' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108030435351360118</id><published>2004-03-26T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T04:56:40.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i must say i must be a really lucky person.started off with getting 15 points instead of like 20++ or worse.then getting accepted into rj.having really great friends in rj hockey who are really dedicated and are really friendly and all.then it was lynn desiree tian getting into rj.I MISS SG2 like mad.growl.i wanna see them!!!i miss you guys out there!!!then i got into my combination.i've got a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108030435351360118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108030435351360118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108030435351360118' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108013806736742181</id><published>2004-03-24T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T06:24:29.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a great day today.hockers all ponned orientation.left school by climbing the freaking gate 'cause there was some teacher guarding the main gate.growl!cause of her we had to like take a cab to avoid getting caught.hahaha.yes we r such wimps.but what to do.anyway.after breakfast we went to town and just sat at lido and crapped the morning away talking about everything.from me being in ac, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108013806736742181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108013806736742181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108013806736742181' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-108005137705956780</id><published>2004-03-23T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T06:19:38.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>orientation is damn damn boringgrowl.hahaha.me n the hockers r whole day slacking in the canteenhahahaha.so horrible.but seriously.its damn boringsitting around and doing nothinggrowl.anyway.BRIAN msg me!!hahahahe's so friendly now -melts-gosh i'm so gayhe's how hot lah.ok mayb only to meto each her own yes?hahahaha.he's so nice!!he's so friendly!!he's so talkable!!yay!!! -claps- omg.i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108005137705956780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/108005137705956780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108005137705956780' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-107959981025299120</id><published>2004-03-18T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T00:53:25.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am pauline limi am not crazyi just love hockeyso stuff your mouth and go to hell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107959981025299120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107959981025299120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107959981025299120' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-107954238425301796</id><published>2004-03-17T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T09:13:57.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got back from rj's hockey campheh.i feel like i've finally found my wayi don't exactly know what i'm talking aboutbut it's kinda like when i was in ac i felt like i sorta lost myselflike i was not in the right place.ya so there were so many wonderful people that i metbut it's kinda like i knew i was not meant for the placenot that i'm saying i'm made for rjobviously going in with 15 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107954238425301796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107954238425301796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107954238425301796' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-107919408618161767</id><published>2004-03-13T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T08:11:14.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's 12.02am, 14th march 2004HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOKEY!!!!!!!!!pau loves you tons!!!woah.been a heck of a yearall that excitement of having you in my lifeomg it's been great dearhahaha.yokey rocks my world manHAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARYL!!!!!omg.ac's been a heck of a great place thanks to youyou take good care of yourself while without me kdon't go doing funny weird thingstake </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107919408618161767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107919408618161767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107919408618161767' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-107910223740876461</id><published>2004-03-12T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T08:06:00.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah.10 weeks just whizzed by like thatcant beleive i've just survived 10 weeks in acjci have done nothing there but slack and slackhahaha.i dont even know what topic the class's ati haven't handed up any homeworkall i've been doing is just sitting around talking and laughingeating and playing hockey.omg that's what i do bestbut also the past 10 weeks have been hell for mewatching </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107910223740876461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/107910223740876461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107910223740876461' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-10776035562310142</id><published>2004-02-23T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T22:22:00.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah.how long has it been since i last blogged manhaha.oh well.it's been like 4 months??or slightly more?hmmm.how's everyone been?dont really have time to blog nowhave to go training.heh.oh well.o's results are coming out soongood luck people!!!ger - a chance with youbut it's true whatever i do i mustn't give myself awayi just cant wait foreveri knew you were mine when i saw youthough</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/10776035562310142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/10776035562310142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10776035562310142' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106682337649534152</id><published>2003-10-22T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T04:49:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been a hectic weekwent for ac and vj open houseac gave us all a pretty good offerlike he wants to import the whole crescent team thereat first it looked appealing, but when you look at the people that surround youyou hafta think "bimbos and himbos"ahh.the hockey girls dont look HOCKEY.sighthen there was vj.which was extremely extremely farok lah.if you think about it.going there from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106682337649534152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106682337649534152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106682337649534152' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106588323609168866</id><published>2003-10-11T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T07:40:35.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was out with cow the whole dayhaha.we have found a new job to pursuesince with our prelim marks there isn't much choice of a jccatholic jc.here me+cow+qing come.hahacan slack there together for 1st 3 monthsat least still can irritate each other for another 3 more months*sigh* gonna miss cow+qingso anyway, me and cow were talking about mtv's are damn typical for certain types of singingfor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106588323609168866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106588323609168866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106588323609168866' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106501461628151836</id><published>2003-10-01T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T06:30:24.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everything has been going downhill all the way for meforget the books for a momenti think my hockey career has officially come to a stopthe damned blue ic has stopped me from taking part in anything so to solve that problem, i tried to persuade my parents into letting me be a citizenjob well done, they agreednew problem.i have to be 21 yrs of age to be given citizenshipobviously i'm no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106501461628151836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106501461628151836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106501461628151836' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106171250181354432</id><published>2003-08-24T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T01:08:21.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yellow cakes were just wonderful yesterdaythose who missed it.man you should really kick yourself hardwe, the audience, were cheering like some mad cows.jumping and screaminggosh.after just three songs i felt like i just ran 5kmcow i'm your number one fan!!!hahahad mos burger after that.man everything tasted so so wonderful *chomps*now,back to studying people.*sigh*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106171250181354432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106171250181354432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106171250181354432' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106146554366985010</id><published>2003-08-21T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T04:45:16.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>go cow go!!me and qing are your number one fansshall prepare some underwear to throw at you on saturdayhahahaha.i promise that they will be clean k?peeps.catch yellow cakes on saturday at 3pmwatch cow drum her way into the hearts of the audienceskaren serenade the audience into mouth-gaping awesarah, mavis and brenda tug at your heart strings with their wondrous tunescatch yanyi and gang</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106146554366985010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106146554366985010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106146554366985010' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106095688825741358</id><published>2003-08-15T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T07:22:57.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes amazingly i passed my o level chii was damn happy about getting a c6finally.im over and done with chinese!!!!!woohoo.end of the torturous wait!!!it's amazing what freedom i'm feeling right now*sigh* it feels like heavenno need to mug for chi prelimsno need to mug for anything CHIand best of all i don't even have to speak to ms ang or mrs sim in chi anymore!!!!i should have pon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106095688825741358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106095688825741358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106095688825741358' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-106026204644415561</id><published>2003-08-07T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T06:14:06.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh.i'm shagged beyond shagfirstly.i barely had any sleep.stupid teachers lie to me about testswas supposed to have physics and chemistry tests today but somehow it just slipped the teachers' mindsnot that i'm ungrateful.but damnit i got  up at 4 this morn just to get some work donewhen i got to school i can only tahan till recess then i just plonked straight into dreamlandnot much dreaming</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106026204644415561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/106026204644415561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106026204644415561' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-105947301962179677</id><published>2003-07-29T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T03:03:39.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE MADE IT TO THE SEMIS!!!!!the heavens are mercifulthe gods loves usthe stc people must really hate usthe yuhua people must be really SO DARN PROUD OF THEMSELVESbut boy oh boy we are gonna show them who's betterJIAYOU PEOPLE!!!we can do it manand right now we need the pitch but happily you all don't havevery good.how to play game nowanyway, JIAYOU PEOPLE!!!CRESCENT FOREVER</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105947301962179677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105947301962179677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105947301962179677' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-105922109409049767</id><published>2003-07-26T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T05:04:53.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah.i tell you this week has been totally hecticschool's extended till about 430 every other daydamnit.we are not robots.but come to think about it.it's kinda goodi finally feel like i'm working hardAND!i'm sleeping less in class now.YAY!amazing what 2 weeks of no school does to youso anyway, been a good and bad weekbad 'cause our C Div Girls are having a rather unlucky phaseBUT there's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105922109409049767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105922109409049767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105922109409049767' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-105871270142212612</id><published>2003-07-20T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T07:51:41.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey peeps.just got back and im so damn tiredi had a great time there.the weather was great the training was intensedint have much time to think about school but did manage to think about you guys =)i did get you guys stuff but it's nothing great 'cause we were staying at a university which is at the outskirts of seoulit's a rather small uni town.abit like orchard road size.ya that small.a bit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105871270142212612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105871270142212612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105871270142212612' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-105748595665138655</id><published>2003-07-06T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T03:18:25.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey guysgonna be leaving in like an 1h 30mins for the airportflight's only at 1030 so me handphone will still be working till thenoh ya i loaned a phone from singtel which can be used in koreawah so troublesomedarn korea just  had to different from the rest of the world and use don't know what funny networkand the worse thing is, half of the phone is not in ENGLISHlike as if i can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105748595665138655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105748595665138655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105748595665138655' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-105732180168612660</id><published>2003-07-04T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T05:30:01.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ENOUGH IS ENOUGHi've had enough of the bullshit.i've tried my bloody best to quit being rude to teachers okdamn it how fucking perfect can i be?for goodness sakes.it's not like i'm stealing or murdering the principaldamnit woman.this was just the 2nd time i got into troubleyou don't want me to be your captainTHEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT ITstop giving me that fucking screwed up facequit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105732180168612660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105732180168612660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105732180168612660' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-105706628585097107</id><published>2003-07-01T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T06:31:25.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M GOING KOREA!!!!!haha.lee called me into her office and was still oh-so reluctant but i just could not have her snatch such an opportunity from mei gave her one hella-luva of a speech and bah bah black sheepshe took my word for it and now i hafta produce 12 pts for prelims and 7 for o'sperfect...tomorrow our juniors got a gamelet's go man!!haha.i've got a feeling i'm gonna end up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105706628585097107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/105706628585097107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105706628585097107' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-95946570</id><published>2003-06-23T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T07:41:58.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh.damn long since i actually did anything herebeen so damn busy the past week i didn't even have time to come onlinei happily got my mp3 player confiscated by tanggotta admit i was asking for it and to top it off she was superly pms-ingnow i gotta find out when i can get it backgoon din't call my dad 'cause she thinks my parents are separatingwonder how she got that ideashe called my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95946570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95946570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95946570' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-95550284</id><published>2003-06-11T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T07:42:54.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHI IS OVERholy macaroni.i'm so damn damn happy it's overand honestly i'll be happy with a c6 or somethingi just wanna get a pass and move on from therehmmm.i just got home from trainingtired and now i'm kinda thinkingwhy do i train so damn hardwhen i CANNOT play for singapore AT ALLgrrrrroh i came up with a new theoryor rather my brother didGUYS make really SEXY girlsi'm still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95550284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95550284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95550284' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-95319892</id><published>2003-06-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T00:09:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just love a mom who thinks pon-ing school is:1. far more productive then studying in school2. to relieve the great amounts of stress3. to catch up on needed sleep4. just to make sure her daughter loves life and doesn't try to commit suicide*sigh* i love my oh-so weird mother</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95319892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95319892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95319892' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-95191083</id><published>2003-06-02T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T07:10:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate you farking big basket caseyou big fat tootmake more friends to wrap around your little finger to make use ofdon't you bloody hell come running back to me when you need helpbloody farking assholeplease damn it wake up and realise that the whole damn fucking world does notand i mean DOES NOT revolve around you self-centred fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95191083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95191083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95191083' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-95082290</id><published>2003-05-30T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T08:15:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've come to a point in my life wherei wake up early in the morningdreading the idea of going to schoolhoping to have some sign of a fever or something bad like AIDSwhich would permanently barr me from schooland the tootest thing everi wake up, sit up in bedand start to plan the daywhen to grab my next nap in classwhat to eat for recesswhen is the best time to pon schooland how to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95082290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/95082290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95082290' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-94972074</id><published>2003-05-27T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T21:01:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hockey. Simply defined as just another ball game between 22 players with sticks in their hands. If only it was all that simple to us, instead it became our lives from day one.It started with about 35 of us in our batch, but training proved to difficult for some to handle and the commitment it demanded was too extreme. Eventually, our numbers deterred and only 24 remained. If I could put it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94972074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94972074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94972074' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-94970758</id><published>2003-05-27T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T21:05:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate exams.i hate the fact that whatever we do the results never turn out to be what you want it to bedamned those freaking exams lahhmmm.signs of rain coming.lots and lots of rainwah.rj damn lucky today.don hafta play in this horrible heatfeeling damn pissed and itchydamned those rashes.out of the freaking blueo's coming and i'm still slackingwow.i'm so gonna do well.grri wanna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94970758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94970758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94970758' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-94859298</id><published>2003-05-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T06:48:21.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've come to a sad conclusion that lims cannot mulitaski almost died 3 times todayon my way to churchwe were kinda late so my dad was speedingand we were all trying to predict how long we would take to get therehaha and my dad  was trying to calculateand obviously he can't do two things at a timeand he almost crashed the car through the divider*sigh* then on our way back from churchmy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94859298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94859298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94859298' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-94828781</id><published>2003-05-24T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T08:13:54.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woah.what a packed day i hadhad photo takingahh so weird.it's like our final photo of our crescent.err.lifehaha.i think the fun shot was really funny thoughhad chinese with deb and denso funnyactually was pretty productivehaha.i feel abit smarterwent to east coast to slacki love slackingso shioksea sun wind and of course sand*sigh* tomorrow got game with the stupid sccthat woman </summary><link rel='edit' 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unfitstupid scc player..by the name of fridakept pushing june out of the pitchand i tell you.if anyone can tahan shit rightit's june.especially on the pitchwhen the toot bitch kept pushing her june started screaming at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94527106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94527106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94527106' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-94387141</id><published>2003-05-15T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T06:10:16.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahahahahaayayhockey hockey hockey hockeywoohooooHOCKEY</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94387141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94387141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94387141' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-94386790</id><published>2003-05-15T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T06:02:44.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just had dinnerme and my dad were fighting over who gets to eat the prawnshaha.so funnyit was like the last two prawns leftand me and my dad were rushing to un-shell [you get what i mean right?] the current prawnand i guess my dad was really desperateto ensure that i don't get my hands on HIS prawns he quickly licked iteewww.gosh.so disgustingand that stupid smirk on his face.almost </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94386790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/94386790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94386790' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93985737</id><published>2003-05-08T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T05:21:31.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a sure sign of visiting a coffee bean &amp; tea leaf @ holland village WAY too oftenjust when you reach your counterbefore your order can process in your brain and send signals to your mouth to orderthe guy at the counter says "vanilla ice blended?" and he smiles this triumphant smilethen you dumbly nod your head and say "err..ya"then before you can say no creamhe beats you to it again by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93985737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93985737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93985737' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93934588</id><published>2003-05-07T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T09:20:28.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just saved my mother from this half dead [or rather nearly dead] honey beeit was buzzing around and my mom comes screamingi had to kill it for her.poor beei squished it under this jar and it's clear so while i was squishing the backsidesome blue liquid was dischargedit was the poison or whatever you call itdamn chio man.never knew that such a colour ever existed in the natural worldi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93934588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93934588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93934588' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93856458</id><published>2003-05-06T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T04:48:18.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there come's a point in lifewhere you sit down in the buslook out the windowsitting back and relaxing in your seatlistening to some musicbut your mind's not at restit's buzzing with activity"what should i study later?crap when should i pon school?ahh!!!!so little time so much to do"thing iswe've been slacking our semester awayand every year when it nears the damnit exams you come to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93856458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93856458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93856458' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93703805</id><published>2003-05-03T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T06:58:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muahahahai just got homei must say today was a horrbily horrible and yet wonderful dayso let's begin at the start i got scolded by my father 'cause he took the trouble to wake me up early in the morning 'cause he did not hear me up at 620he gets out of bed all grouchy and pounds on my doori tell him that i'm going school later.and i'll be up laterand there he goes scolding me for waking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93703805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93703805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93703805' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93651680</id><published>2003-05-02T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T07:29:41.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've come to a conclusionif i wanna pass my chinesei would have to think chinese, eat chinese, be chinese and live chinesei've decided to double time my hockey stick i'm gonna have chinese as my mistress-er [that's what me qing and cow call it] but oh yes.when exams are finally overi'm going to DUMP chinese so HARD it wouldn't know what hit it*sigh* i love chinese *swoonz*wahaha.someone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93651680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93651680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93651680' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93589488</id><published>2003-05-01T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T04:46:07.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muahahai'm so gonna flunk my chinesei just spent one whole day and the whole of last night at coffee bean muggingbut now i think about it righti DON'T remember a SINGLE word or SENTENCEwhich i happily drilled into my headthere's a leak somewhere in there.cripesyay no more pft.no more running.muahahahai got gold!!yay!!but damn it i cannot get some sustained fitness award shit 'cause i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93589488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93589488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93589488' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93396207</id><published>2003-04-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T06:09:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sigh* i can't do any homeworkso much has been happening manlet's back track190403i played last man.yes imagine that.and of course we got thrashed by src 7-0200403played last man again.then got upgraded.yes and got my very first damnit green card of my hockey careerbloody hell.that woman fouled me can.i did nothing to her.gosh.WHAT HORRIBLE HOCKEY you don't slap your opponent to get a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93396207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93396207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93396207' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-93395534</id><published>2003-04-28T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T05:47:02.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh.what a extremely busy past few many many daysi've been so busy that i've come to point that i've forgot about my friendsfeeling utterly fucked up right nowgosh.if only i left my phone onnow i have no idea what to do.how to help.what to sayBLOODY HELL.FUCK SCHOOL ahhh.ZUL where are you?please please please call me back or somethingi'm worried sick for you!!!!damn it.stupid stupid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93395534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/93395534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93395534' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-92835635</id><published>2003-04-18T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T06:33:51.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came back from a day full of fun, surprises, anger and hatehad the youth developement hockey team reception held at concorde todayeat eat and talk talkmiss all those young punks ;)anyway left with the guys, neng and munwanted to bowl at kim seng plaza but then kelv and zul had this urge to play poolso some of us stayed to bowl then the rest of us left for lucky plazasuren left us for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/92835635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/92835635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92835635' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-92814150</id><published>2003-04-17T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T19:54:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay.holiday.muahaha.rightyesterday me and cow crashed traininggosh.we are horribly out of shape and we can't hit anymore!!! damn and i got a game tomorrow.damn i'm so gonna screw it upahh.and it's against src.die already.sure another  thrashing againso anyway.we saw joyce at training.no change.haha.still got the hee-hee faceeunice is in sajc.wonder how's she doing.never hear from her in a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/92814150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/92814150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92814150' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137857.post-92714695</id><published>2003-04-16T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T07:24:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PREMIER LEAGUE IS RESUMING ON SATURDAYmuahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahai think i'm going totally insanewanna see how extremely happy i am?like i just won the tournament with the best team ever...ALL OVER AGAIN</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/92714695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137857/posts/default/92714695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crescenthockey.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92714695' title=''/><author><name>numbed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00605172180223459760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
