<?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-35435451</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:04:02.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irionic sk8er Gal Society</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3772570179057575917</id><published>2007-11-29T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T01:55:16.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>This, will be the last goodbye. No more turning back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-3772570179057575917?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/3772570179057575917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=3772570179057575917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3772570179057575917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3772570179057575917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3101682530891772974</id><published>2007-09-20T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:37:54.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not so horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20 September 2007; Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, got caught for werking underage at the pub.&lt;br /&gt;Worse, Uncle G. didnt help.. he denied everything and act innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Middle of the night, my cousin bailed me out from the police station.&lt;br /&gt;Back to school.. eveything went terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The OM came looking for me in class and told me to take off my hairbands.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked.. that was damn random!&lt;br /&gt;So, you could just imagine my Pink brown gold blonde hair being exposed weirdly,&lt;br /&gt;because I'm in uniform! &lt;br /&gt;And he actually swore to throw my hairbands away if i wanna use them to cover my coloured hair. o__o&lt;br /&gt;Making my way to the office, eveybody gave me that "WTF is this man!" written all over their face.&lt;br /&gt;Funny, though, the principle came, and argued with the OM.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb dumb!! Hahaa. Cause i did nothing wrong, I've tied my hair up and neat,&lt;br /&gt;Unlike others whom let down their tinted hair and still get away with it. &lt;br /&gt;Worse is that he made me walk to the office with my bright pink hair exposed to little kids!! Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;After i was given the dumb permission to tie my hair up and make it look 'normal,&lt;br /&gt;they came down to a more serious conversation, the incident bout last night.&lt;br /&gt;You could expect what questions they were asking me, and some lecturing.&lt;br /&gt;After that, they went to investigate my tattooes.. Got me freaking paranoid!!&lt;br /&gt;Than went to dig out some of my past, those cases they left untouch..&lt;br /&gt;Like, forgery, injuring some guys, and using vulgarities on teacher..&lt;br /&gt;But damn.. that was like so long ago, some were even 2 years ago man!&lt;br /&gt;Oh *F*!! I forgot its the new principle... she suck core.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she's not gonna dig all these out and bring back "justice".&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class after a session of councelling. But it was'nt over yet.&lt;br /&gt;I think i owed the OM some shit in my past life and he is back to take revenge ('_')"&lt;br /&gt;He stood infront and told the whole class that i am underage,&lt;br /&gt;yet werking at a night pub, bringing disgrace to the school, nonsensical job,&lt;br /&gt;Calling me an ah lian, no self respect, setting a bad example and bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;like.. damn.. he dont know a shit and he is humilating me.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt mean to scream back at him and get violence with the stationery objects around me..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. don't wanna mention bout the incident in class. :/&lt;br /&gt;It was one crazy day in school, I've not behaved like this before..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt expect myself to loose control infront of so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Home.. was no where better. Grandma actually called me a prostitude and washed her hands off me.&lt;br /&gt;This hurts the most. I dont mind wat the hell is going on in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I dont care how people look and think of me..&lt;br /&gt;All i did.. eveything i do, was for her! But even now,&lt;br /&gt;she's turning her back on me... And calling me names, harsher than outsiders do.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel.. a sharp ache in my heart.. but wunt blame her..&lt;br /&gt;Cause she didnt uderstand..  Oh well.. Thats just the way it is. Live with it.&lt;br /&gt;Everthing will be alright.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my way to the skatepark in the afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;and made a clean boneless180 down the library 3 sets :D&lt;br /&gt;Not as empty as the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;Aite.. second day of 30minute boardsliding session. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;This time managed to slide *twice* a teeny bit and bail.&lt;br /&gt;And the stupid Farhan was freaking annoying, screaming at me randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home with a couple of bruise,&lt;br /&gt;went to dye my pink hair black.. @_@ Dammy damn damn :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got Potatoe to help me post these cause i cnt login to Blogger again!!1 &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks potatoe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Btw.. Mine was'nt a fake smile. Yours was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;19 September 2007; Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was the encouraging skating plan between Nano and me.&lt;br /&gt;If i start learning and attempting boneless 180/ ollie down 5 sets,&lt;br /&gt;He will learn to bordslide down the funbox by the ramps. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to learn boardslide today. Gaaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Freaking scray &gt;.&lt; I suck man!! Lols..&lt;br /&gt;Fell a couple of time without even sliding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18 September 2007; Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taufiq came, returned him his chain.&lt;br /&gt;The usual screamings and a tiny bit of violence with pushing.&lt;br /&gt;When the hell well this whole thing be over man? lols.&lt;br /&gt;Got down to skating after the hmmm.. oh well. usual arguments.&lt;br /&gt;Went home early and Nano came to know bout me having to werk at the Pub.&lt;br /&gt;The un-serious him, just as expected, &lt;br /&gt;ask silly questions like why didnt i wanna do bar-top dance all that to earn more.&lt;br /&gt;Cheekily teased him back and played along.&lt;br /&gt;When i was about to leave, He told me to take care, with a really sincere look.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why.. but i feel happy.. yet weird.&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting the friends around me, people like nano to care..&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were un-serious most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. do you get what i mean?? Haaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-3101682530891772974?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/3101682530891772974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=3101682530891772974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3101682530891772974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3101682530891772974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/20-september-2007-thursday-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-8321615360584056182</id><published>2007-09-16T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:55:19.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 September 2007; Monday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:24am .. zZzz Just got home from my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;Really Happy Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Potatoe and 'Ash dar dar got me two baby hamster :D&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected suprise.. Tottally touched and speechless~~&lt;br /&gt;This two naughty hams gonna be really precious to me, more than my board.&lt;br /&gt;Cause.. its from Potatoe &amp;amp; Alice, Whom im closest to, and kinda knows me the best,&lt;br /&gt;lots of love and concerns and and.. haiyuer.. dunnoe wat to say, so touched.. almost cried &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Inreturn, gave them a promise, to throw my blades and stop cutting myself ^^&lt;br /&gt;Its a Promise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I'm really speechless..! don't know what to say...&lt;br /&gt;I Love you 'Ash!!! I Love you too Potatoe!!&lt;br /&gt;More than just thanks... Ahhh!!! -&lt;br /&gt;I LoVe you!!!!! Love love love You TWo sooo much!!! :'}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night came. Back to the underground low-class werkiing life..&lt;br /&gt;I dont like it at all.. but for money, for a living, for my grandma..&lt;br /&gt;what other choice do i have? Being underage and tight fer cash :/&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Can't fall now.. have to stay strong and go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out..&lt;br /&gt;Preparing fer school now..&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Alice Dar Dar-&lt;br /&gt;Oka oka.. i know u are kinda..'allergic' to emotional words..&lt;br /&gt;But still.. thanks fer being by my side the past few months, through the up and downs&lt;br /&gt;MAking me laugh always.. though we know for roughly 3 months..&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!! 3 months!! Damn.. it felt like 3 years!!&lt;br /&gt;Also... though you are *eh hem*..*small size*.. :x,&lt;br /&gt;you're always there to protect me from jerks and bastards and Germs and Bacteria :p&lt;br /&gt;And sorry that my weakness pull you down sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;..I love you darling :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Potatoe..&lt;br /&gt;Ok la.. not so bad.. *for today only*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie Potatoe :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*[Bang head on wall** Dunnoe what to say]*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks fer..*haiyuer..paisae*&lt;br /&gt;*--Eh hem-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... -_________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Hao lah!!! @_@&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so caring and concerned bout my life till now,&lt;br /&gt;though you're my ex..lotsa memories.&lt;br /&gt;If it happen to be other guys, they probably wud be laughin bout my pathetic life,&lt;br /&gt;bringing myself down and all that stuff... They might not even give a damn bout me.&lt;br /&gt;I know.. you are mr.nice guy.. always the sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;But this time.. i feel so damned and guilty..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything poatatoe.... fer being there still, despite the past :'3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-8321615360584056182?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/8321615360584056182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=8321615360584056182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8321615360584056182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8321615360584056182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-6897329664229184226</id><published>2007-09-14T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T12:20:51.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;14 September 2007; Friday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo emo emo emo emo sucks! Haix.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt slept at all last night.&lt;br /&gt;Late morning, went to see Angeline and the rest cheer for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;Walk home under the heavy rain.. Sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;Went into a deep sleep when i got home.. woke up in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to skate park to meet my hunnie buns Alice :D&lt;br /&gt;Blue eye gave us backyard sticker.. YAY.. STICKERS!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. then went LJS with Alice, Potatoe and Errol.&lt;br /&gt;laughing all the way... lalala.. Dont know why also -_-&lt;br /&gt;Poor Potatoe.. kena hit by me so many times today.. HEhehe&lt;br /&gt;Poor Errol, kena bullied by Alice and me.. MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.. feeling much better today :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-6897329664229184226?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/6897329664229184226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=6897329664229184226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6897329664229184226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6897329664229184226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/simple.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-1471689458743171634</id><published>2007-09-13T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:51:55.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 September 2007; Thursday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like lying dead on muh bed..with nothing in my mind at all..&lt;br /&gt;With music blasting from da radio.. Rowking sweet nothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want to meet TaufiQ.. but he's already under my void deck.&lt;br /&gt;I was ignoring his existance, and sms my darling panty Alice.&lt;br /&gt;Once and for more, wanna end everything today!&lt;br /&gt;But he got..kinda touchy even though we are over.&lt;br /&gt;Kick him hard and he pinched me reeaaall Hard!&lt;br /&gt;Got fustrated and ticked him off !@#$%&lt;br /&gt;He pushed me hard fer several times, i bite his fingers&lt;br /&gt;and he pushed me again. Gay.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up argueing.. and called me a crazy bitch..&lt;br /&gt;When i admited "&lt;em&gt;Yeah.. i am, so what&lt;/em&gt;?" in a bitchy tone..&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a slap...&lt;br /&gt;Silence. I broke the necklace he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;He replaced the broken neaklace with his, and apologised. Drama!&lt;br /&gt;Like i said.. nothing new. And.. he is nothing new either..&lt;br /&gt;Though its the first tyme being hit by a guy.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt speak all the way till nearing adventure park..&lt;br /&gt;Told him im looking fer alice..&lt;br /&gt;all he said was "&lt;em&gt;u changed&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;And all i replied was : &lt;em&gt;Than just F*** off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So we headed in different direction, from the place we first met.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be the last tyme im seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night.. he msg me telling his going to malaysia bout some Phantom conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;Cool. IIts just another obvious lie. The real shit is.. He wanna MIA from me..&lt;br /&gt;And make me think he got beaten up or killed in the fight over there.&lt;br /&gt;The end? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Midnight.. Crying again. So not cool.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to cry.. without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Im weird.. why am i crying?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Been so many nights and weeks..&lt;br /&gt;When will these stop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-1471689458743171634?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/1471689458743171634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=1471689458743171634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/1471689458743171634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/1471689458743171634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-930528247371753070</id><published>2007-09-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T07:58:22.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 September 2007; Wednesday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself drunk last night in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Came down with a slight fever and headache today.&lt;br /&gt;Theres just too many things going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;All the harsh Ups and Downs.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that my life is pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;Its me who is really pathetic!!&lt;br /&gt;I cant hadle anything.. im like.. out of control..&lt;br /&gt;Its driving me crazy.. Thats how Pathetic i am!!&lt;br /&gt;A no life shit.. Gahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Been like this for several days..&lt;br /&gt;And i dont even know why the hell i ended up like this.&lt;br /&gt;I suck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-930528247371753070?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/930528247371753070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=930528247371753070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/930528247371753070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/930528247371753070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-516561190712154878</id><published>2007-09-11T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T09:08:52.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Potatoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-516561190712154878?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/516561190712154878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=516561190712154878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/516561190712154878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/516561190712154878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/bdae.html' title='bdae'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-1085903791313262168</id><published>2007-09-11T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T07:21:18.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 september 2007; Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Been in my room since morning till now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel.. so... empty inside.&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;I never had a mum.&lt;br /&gt;Dad seems like a stranger now.&lt;br /&gt;Taufiq kept bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;My past kept haunting..&lt;br /&gt;Theres' too many stuff going on..&lt;br /&gt;So hard to let go.. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i kept.. was memories..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing.. them, makes me.. smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click.. if u are not blood sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/r/kbRXP8iv6T8XTXZojb12Xzncl6uLK5WW?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&amp;view=original"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Bloody Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;- Click?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-1085903791313262168?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/1085903791313262168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=1085903791313262168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/1085903791313262168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/1085903791313262168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3256942083004340709</id><published>2007-09-11T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:43:03.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Goes Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing goes Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 september 2007; Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today was horible.&lt;br /&gt;Zulaiman tricked me to sniff perfume which turns out to be "Laughin Gas".;&lt;br /&gt;Flying Chairs and Tables after school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I twist my ankle again, during dance practice;&lt;br /&gt;Cant join the rest for this friday finals.. which ive been contributing for 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;And its also one of my dream and passion :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I.. saw him making out with a girl;&lt;br /&gt;So dumb to actually belive he's trying his best to change.&lt;br /&gt;So retarded to cry over that inccident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Went for Extreme Re-tox at LJS;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares bout being fat? Not gonna cheerlead anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Cried my heart out while eating. so dumb..so dumb.. im dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lost my new mp3 i just bought today. O__O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Took off my bandage..&lt;br /&gt;My feet is multi coloured with green black purple and red.Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Went to see doc again... Haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last night.. was... Happy? weird? ...very? -___-&lt;br /&gt;Potatoe said sorry fer being mean...&lt;br /&gt;And i was like.. errr.. wat to say? speechless.. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/lols.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ard 2am in da middle of da night.. Leon called me..&lt;br /&gt;Look outside my carpark window.. saw Meow meow and Leon on orange bike.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.. i went back to sleep. Lols XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-3256942083004340709?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/3256942083004340709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=3256942083004340709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3256942083004340709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3256942083004340709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/nothing-goes-right.html' title='Nothing Goes Right'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7552567108963210800</id><published>2007-09-09T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:22:57.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Killer Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 September; Sunday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle was swelling badly, couldnt rotate my feet nor jiggle my toes.&lt;br /&gt;Around 3am.. got worst.. The pain slowy went up my thighs, than my spine.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr.. crept annoying slowly to the toilet, moaning loudly with tears.&lt;br /&gt;My maid jerk a little from her bed, and pretended to sleep o_o&lt;br /&gt;The second time i went to the toilet.. i was giggling and laughin.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda freaked her out.. (&lt;em&gt;7 month stuff&lt;/em&gt;) Lols XD&lt;br /&gt;I was laughin, because i find myself retarded, crying over a sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;The pain cant be compared with the last few injuries i got..&lt;br /&gt;But this tiny sprained ankle kinda getting serious.. :[&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep 7am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through my snores, my grandma sneaked into my bed room,&lt;br /&gt;'investigating my foot. My first reaction was spring up from bed and scream loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Damn!! just imagine u wake up and suddenly, an old lady from nowhere is holding your feet!!!&lt;br /&gt;My grandma sceamt too.. and shout..: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIAO AHH&lt;/span&gt;!!! ..aka... [crazy ah?]&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin back was hilarious .Lols&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go tampinese get some stuff for birthday boi..&lt;br /&gt;But..damn.. cant get out from bed :[&lt;br /&gt;Late noon, Taufiq barged into my room.. i was tottally shocked .. and.. unexpected!? O_O&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. in Pyjamas.. half asleep!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He got me a super big zero jacket and carried me out from home and brought me to the doc.&lt;br /&gt;And i didnt know my ah ma actually spoke to him last night and he had the permision. WTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;She knows i dont like him!!! Dunnoe wat da hell is going on man!&lt;br /&gt;Than the doc bla bla bla.. say i cant skate for atleast 2 months :S&lt;br /&gt;Fine!! im still gonna skate after i get better. Haiyuer!&lt;br /&gt;Went to catch a movie, had our dinner, headed to the skatepark.&lt;br /&gt;Damn retarded!! He was carrying me all the way.. and i've got no mood at all!&lt;br /&gt;Its not ROMANTIC ok.. its tottally Fucked up!!!&lt;br /&gt;On da way home, force myself to get off from his arms,&lt;br /&gt;Twist my ankle and fell.. DAMN DAMN DAMN!! Hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ticked him off.. didnt want him to touch me.. crept home slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Finally im home sweet home. didnt talk to my ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;Still pissed about wat happen in the afternoon :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7552567108963210800?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7552567108963210800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7552567108963210800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7552567108963210800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7552567108963210800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/killer-pain.html' title='Killer Pain'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-6431653376496556354</id><published>2007-09-09T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:39:25.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 september 07; Saturday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Kiane Pootie till 5am O_O&lt;br /&gt;Than got to know he is one jackass .. and WEIRDO&lt;br /&gt;He also shared his skateboarding history. Inspired me alot :D&lt;br /&gt;He is really nice though. Haax. Just a lil too &lt;em&gt;cheeky ~_~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy afternoon, went to skate.&lt;br /&gt;My Honey panty Alice came. She was damn damn emo!!&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of Depression that guys will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;Its a kind of feeling when.. You aint troubled by anything..&lt;br /&gt;Yet you feel so lost.. and think life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Sucide is always the first thought.&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask why we girls are weird... i dont know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;Just like.. why Guys needs to masturbate almost everyday? &lt;em&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So yeah.. dun ask why ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got down to skate.. feeling uncomfortable. Alice voice is missing..&lt;br /&gt;She would usually be blabbering, asking me to try this, try that...&lt;br /&gt;encouraging me to skate and improve in my skills.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda queit.. plus the emo atmospher in da park..equals to.. dead mood to skate.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah.. im not That emo okay!! I'm still trying to ollie higher down the stage,&lt;br /&gt;and constant my boneless 180s. but tottally ruined!&lt;br /&gt;Rez and me got off the stage together. I was doing a "boned - boneless"&lt;br /&gt;Something like bone ollie.. but old school type. Ok.. its all crap..&lt;br /&gt;its an Accident you dumb dumb!&lt;br /&gt;So i landed on my left foot, twisted 180, with a 360 degree crackin noise.&lt;br /&gt;And i thought i'm gonna die &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice darling nursed me with lots of love and swetness.&lt;br /&gt;But fierce.. she kept forcing me to put ice..&lt;br /&gt;and i was like.. HELL NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chill a little. Alice started shouting at  &lt;em&gt;Spiderpig &lt;/em&gt;aka&lt;em&gt; Kajua &lt;/em&gt;aka &lt;em&gt;Luke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh!! Thats so her!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Taufiq was sitting near-by, but he used Sms to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he was afraid of Alice.. WTH -___-&lt;br /&gt;After chilling awhile, Alice left.. and i know she's not gonna be alright :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Taufiq kept requesting for a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Haiya.. he came all the way from sembawang.. busted him yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;so.. should'nt be soo bad to him today. His still my ex lover afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hunnie buns Panty Alice.. I love you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-6431653376496556354?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/6431653376496556354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=6431653376496556354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6431653376496556354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6431653376496556354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/emoes.html' title='Emoes'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-8211036393290875919</id><published>2007-09-09T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:18:19.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastard</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bastard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 september 07; Wednesday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufiq is trying too hard to get my attention..&lt;br /&gt;Motor accident? Heart disease? Fights? Cuts?&lt;br /&gt;How many more lies and stories do you wanna edit?&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you happy when i feel guilty and paranoid bout you?&lt;br /&gt;Caring and being by your side out of sympathy.. but without love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of you&lt;em&gt; pretending&lt;/em&gt; to be good to muh friends..&lt;br /&gt;Making them think you are a 'nice dude'.. and wunt do such a thing on me.&lt;br /&gt;My image gone &lt;em&gt;slut &lt;/em&gt;bacause of your bastard lies and sympathetic stories you've made up.&lt;br /&gt;Go get a life and stop acting like an emotional loving baby.&lt;br /&gt;Stop making me confused!!! Just.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK OFF&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;and leave me alone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-8211036393290875919?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/8211036393290875919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=8211036393290875919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8211036393290875919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8211036393290875919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/bastard.html' title='Bastard'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-8066214520558636133</id><published>2007-09-02T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:46:21.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy One Month Of Agony</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy one month of Agony&lt;br /&gt;1 september 2007; Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left a teddy bear at my doorstep. I dont know wat was his intentions.&lt;br /&gt;We already broke up, but he is still bothering me with Gifts and sweet words.&lt;br /&gt;Went looking all over for him feeling so confused.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. its just a big bear.. from that jerk, so what to do with tat piece of shit? Skate obstacle!&lt;br /&gt;Threw it on the floor, ollied and boneless over it. Some others joined in.&lt;br /&gt;Than Saiful took the bear and threw it on top of da roof.&lt;br /&gt;I went totally blank.. okayyy... Its gone for real now.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to forget bout everything and skate, but i cant stop my tears from falling.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt want to cry infront of so many ppl. Ran out and went to some void decks to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;Than some rollerbladding kids came over to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;They kept asking why.. and i told them a Big brother lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;Little Girl: Nevermind.. i ask my mumy to scold him!&lt;br /&gt;Tottally awwwwed.... They are so young, naive, innocent and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Made my way back to skatepark, saw alice looking for me. Oops =X&lt;br /&gt;Didnt realise Taufiq was at the park all along, at the far end corner.&lt;br /&gt;Approached him, and he ran away. Chased after him. Damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;We played hide and seek for a couple of hours before i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;BAck to the park, trying hard to get back the teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;Hamtie: Its just a bear afterall&lt;br /&gt;Blandon: To you may be nothing. To him its something.&lt;br /&gt;Hamtie: If its nth to me, why would i try so hard to get the bear back?&lt;br /&gt;Blandon took the bear and skate off. Chased after him.&lt;br /&gt;After Brian and Blandon left Taifiq and me alone.. finally got to talk face to face after one week.&lt;br /&gt;His sweet talks doesnt work.. but his tears makes me melt.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i felt so weak, i forced myself to be harsh. I just had to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Thrash out all the bastard stuff he did... and said&lt;br /&gt;- I dont love you anymore&lt;br /&gt;He cried again.. and i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;He asked if i had a new guy. Thinkin now's the only chance to make him let go,&lt;br /&gt;I told him i like Brian alot.. Before, during, and after our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;At the point.. he broke down again. So after all the up and downs,&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who end up crying bitterly while he was trying to console me -.-&lt;br /&gt;So we made a promise. He promise to leave, and i promise to keep the bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its over. Yeah... Over...&lt;br /&gt;3 years of cyber stuff. 1 month of Reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Sorry Brian. For using you as a lie. Hope you understand :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... I cried so loudly infront of so many people today &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-8066214520558636133?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/8066214520558636133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=8066214520558636133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8066214520558636133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8066214520558636133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-one-month-of-agony.html' title='Happy One Month Of Agony'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3617087530025338878</id><published>2007-09-02T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:45:59.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Behind the Mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guy behind the Mask&lt;br /&gt;31 August 2007; Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cheerleading, went tamp to browse around for Brians' Bdae present,&lt;br /&gt;and get some knives blades and razor at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;At the piercing gallery, caught sight of a navel stud.. Love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Could'nt resist, bought it for 38 buck &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to skate as the usual friday.&lt;br /&gt;Kien and his jackass friends came.. They stripped themselve naked in the middle of the park,&lt;br /&gt;skate and do video. DAMN!!&lt;br /&gt;Alice went: SMALL and i Went: TINY!!!&lt;br /&gt;F*CK... we lost our virgin of dick sighting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Those strippers shows no respect to Girls and themself. Attention seekers, F*cking disgusting. Reatards.&lt;br /&gt;Niwae.. Kiens' rather a nice guy. Haaa&lt;br /&gt;And luke is really sweet to alice XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 August 2007; Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!! I'm so awake right now!! I've seen through everything!&lt;br /&gt;Can't belive Ah Paii is that kind of guy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell out last night, but this morning he still call me Baby, honey and all that, eew.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt reply a single msg since last night after the breakup.&lt;br /&gt;But in class.. still feeling down, looking at our pictures, readin his messages, deleting them one by one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back how we used to be.. where we first met.. the sweet things we did, promises we made. Memories.&lt;br /&gt;I cant explain this feeling... its weird. I wanna forgive him, but that would make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;Since im freed ... i should'nt go back anymore. But i kept looking back, asif i left somthing behind.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.. i left one last thing. Knowing the True Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told Nadra that i begged him for sex.. He didnt want to,&lt;br /&gt;but he did it just to make me happy.........!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jerk!! And fu*k... Damn bustard! Tottally disgusted =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Said: I wanted to have sex and i beg him for it.&lt;br /&gt;The Truth: He wanted to have sex and force me for it !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Said: He kissed my neck, i got high. Being responsible, he stopped. He dunwan to do the 'wrong' thing.&lt;br /&gt;The Truth: He was all over me, forcing to take off my clothes. He stopped when i got frightened and started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying too hard make me sound like some slut desperate for sex.. Damn Fu*king bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive.. but will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I was blind and dumb for 3 years, having a crush on a cyber skaterboi&lt;br /&gt;* And for three years, he have been lying and lying. About his past, his life, and himself.&lt;br /&gt;* 1 August 07, when i was in my weakest.. and have no one by my side. He picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;* We became cyber stuff to reality&lt;br /&gt;* 1 week of sweetness and honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;* On our second date, he argued, scolded, humilated and screamt at me, outside cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;* I didnt walk away.. because he didnt walk away when i needed someone. Tat was a big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;* On our third date,his friend suggest Gangbang.&lt;br /&gt;* He told me he fell out with his friend. But i dont know what were the conversation they really had.&lt;br /&gt;* On our forth date... He tried to force a sex.&lt;br /&gt;* Lost faith, lost trust.. guys are all the same.&lt;br /&gt;* The day after we broke up, he went ard tellin ppl it was me who begged him fer sex.&lt;br /&gt;* He kept pesperin me. He is psycho.. crazy.. i dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;* But one thing i know. I dont love you anymore. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks nadra... I could have foolishly forgave him thinkin he really LOVE me..&lt;br /&gt;Love is seriusly.. tottally.. fucking blind.&lt;br /&gt;And i cant figure out why the hell would i ever be so dumb and naive.. damn. so not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-3617087530025338878?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/3617087530025338878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=3617087530025338878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3617087530025338878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3617087530025338878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/guy-behind-mask.html' title='Guy Behind the Mask'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-6489978569276483307</id><published>2007-09-02T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:44:47.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sucide</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 august 2007; Wednesday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came into my room, waking me up for school.&lt;br /&gt;She sreamt when she saw blood all over my bed and wall,&lt;br /&gt;with razor blades all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;I was too weak to say - Dun worry, im ok.&lt;br /&gt;She was crying and holding me tight, until the ambulance came.&lt;br /&gt;I'm use to blood, leakin out from my cuts.&lt;br /&gt;Just that this time was a little more deeper and bloodish.&lt;br /&gt;Force myself back to school after the nurse got my cuts cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers councelled me, principle assign me to see a shrink.&lt;br /&gt;After school, when Mr Nison and Mr tan walked pass me,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan whispered: ..Ham changed so much&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe what that means. But its bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;Ah paii keep wanting to see me. While i ignored.&lt;br /&gt;And theres a list of 80 - 100 miss calls.&lt;br /&gt;Chill with nadra at the playground. Lotsa stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;Its always hard to let go, if u ever fell inlove with tat someone.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Have to keep reminding and forcing myself to face up to reality,&lt;br /&gt;Dun be too indulge with all the sweet words.. and lie to myself tat he is mr nice MAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, Grandma brewed some weird chinese medicine. DANG!!&lt;br /&gt;Felt weak and tired.. but didnt want to lock myself in the room and start being emo-natic.&lt;br /&gt;Took my deck, went off to skate park to meet Panty.&lt;br /&gt;She always have her weirdest way to make me laugh... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-6489978569276483307?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/6489978569276483307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=6489978569276483307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6489978569276483307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6489978569276483307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/sucide.html' title='The Sucide'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7637902633284617664</id><published>2007-09-02T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:44:00.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Of Ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In our Skateboarding Life&lt;br /&gt;9 August 2007; Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skated at Somerset and youth park today.&lt;br /&gt;It was a warm and lazy afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;Alice, Jave and me were just cruising and chilling around with our skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to change our skating spot, cause we did'nt want to get into the other skaters' way.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the back of the ramp, giggling and chatting away..&lt;br /&gt;Pulling off all sorts of lazy tricks without effort.&lt;br /&gt;Then a group of foreign Skaters came by.&lt;br /&gt;They actually looked down on us and gave sarcastic remarks.&lt;br /&gt;We can't do anything, we got no big tricks to show off either, all we could do is swallow up such a disgraceful remark.&lt;br /&gt;But, funny to say, those guys whom looked down on us was'nt that good in their skates either.&lt;br /&gt;Jave did her No Comply 180, b/s shove, some old school 360s' and nosemanual to shove out,&lt;br /&gt;While i did my fak Finger-flip, bone-less 180, manual to shove, pop shove and some silly grabs.&lt;br /&gt;Just enough to impress the Big Ego Skaters with a Big O on their face -(as alice mentioned) *a secret evil smile* ;]&lt;br /&gt;Of course we girls didnt walk away with a snub proud bitchy face..&lt;br /&gt;We *acted friendly with a wide smile and headed off to Youth park, back to our lazy afternoon attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night came, and the sounds of Fireworks started to blast..&lt;br /&gt;All the skaters look up the sky, hoping to see some fiery flowers..&lt;br /&gt;But all we could see were the flashes. Everything fade and calmed after several minutes.&lt;br /&gt;While Alice and me were chatting, Cody dropped by..&lt;br /&gt;Started with a tiny conversation, ended with a Devasting Love Story and i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;Alice patted me on my knees with that 'Oh.. its your turn soon'. (jk)&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Somehow.. friendship last longer than Love.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever we are lost, angry, fustrated and don't know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;Just pick our skateboard and ...let go.&lt;br /&gt;Cody borrowed my board and played s-k-a-t-e with his friends..&lt;br /&gt;His smile came back.&lt;br /&gt;He fell a couple of times..&lt;br /&gt;Alice and me faced each other and started to whisper out,&lt;br /&gt;'In skateboarding.. we fall'&lt;br /&gt;Cody stood up.. and continued the game&lt;br /&gt;'Stand up again... learn from our mistakes.. and never give up'&lt;br /&gt;*smiles* .. Thats life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7637902633284617664?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7637902633284617664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7637902633284617664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7637902633284617664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7637902633284617664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-of-ours.html' title='Life Of Ours'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7095845331523376930</id><published>2007-08-01T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:41:54.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cyber Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 July 2007; Wednesday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I miss you, I need you, and i will always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;Two and da half years past like that, and these sweet words still continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird to realise such unrealistic Love last longer than the relationships I've been though.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Ah Paii and Me were 'Officially Married' in this Love Game in friendster.&lt;br /&gt;Although we have not met.. [Only once, across the streets..kinda drama *haha*]&lt;br /&gt;But there is something called the ultimate Cell Phone..&lt;br /&gt;Each text message received..&lt;br /&gt;Made me felt that he have always been in all my daily lives&lt;br /&gt;and no longer a stranger to be.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe and perhaps.. this is a little experience in part of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyber lovers have almost no conflicts, no secrets to hide and talk about almost eveything.&lt;br /&gt;Even quarrelling doesnt hurt so much. cause its all in a square texting screen.. Hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my conclusion is... Promote CYBER LOVE NATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;-To ppl who dont intend to get married and getting hurt by Love*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7095845331523376930?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7095845331523376930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7095845331523376930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7095845331523376930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7095845331523376930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/08/cyber-love-1-july-2007-wednesday-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-5833680025236645301</id><published>2007-07-31T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T12:05:38.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Forgery&lt;br /&gt;31 July 2007; Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite knowing the fact that its a criminal offence&lt;br /&gt;And the consequence to bear is very serious&lt;br /&gt;I still took a risk towards this slim chance,&lt;br /&gt;and gave it to Miss Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of anger rushed into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;when Miss Oh took me out of class&lt;br /&gt;Cause i already know i lost,&lt;br /&gt;and the un-imaginable consequences would be coming my way&lt;br /&gt;in the most unexpected days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back to class, holding back my tears,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want my classmate to see another side of me.&lt;br /&gt;But the way they cared and comforted me..&lt;br /&gt;I just cant be strong anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my mind was overwhelmed by mockery and all the problems i had recently,&lt;br /&gt;I just turned blank with thoughts of sucide in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But i know it wont work out,&lt;br /&gt;cause there's many things i cant bear to leave behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was writing my statement, my heart got weaker.&lt;br /&gt;Cant belive an inked pieced of paper could lead me to this state.&lt;br /&gt;All in my mind was'nt the heavy punishment im gonna face..&lt;br /&gt;But thinking of words to seek for Grandma's forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Lee, the father of students, spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;' Because i only know.. All childs were'nt born to be Bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked if i had a close friend to share my problems with&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt think of one.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i had only shared joy and laughters with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked about my Family&lt;br /&gt;And came to know my parents divorced,&lt;br /&gt;Dad started a new family at thailand, and visits me thrice a year&lt;br /&gt;Mum had a family too, but that was when i'm two&lt;br /&gt;and ive yet to see her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes turns a slightly red..&lt;br /&gt;' I know how you feel.. cause i've once been you.&lt;br /&gt;My dad passed away when i was 4 months old,&lt;br /&gt;But lucky to have a strong mum whom brought us up.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime in school, when i see Dads picking their kid up&lt;br /&gt;I was asking myself.. where dad went.&lt;br /&gt;When a dad cares for his child..&lt;br /&gt;I want to call out for Dad..&lt;br /&gt;But who can i call out to...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you missed your mum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncontrollable tears came down automatically.&lt;br /&gt;There was a mix of Miss, Hate, love, Fear and anger&lt;br /&gt;causing a confusion in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the road, i would be having many obstacle to face.&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Lee made it simple.. and showed me the one by one road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tommorow, you do your suspension from class, and detention after school,&lt;br /&gt;The rest, leave it to the school. concentrate in changing into a better person first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and promise me.. not to do it again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home, things didnt turned out as expected.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma didnt scold or went crazy..&lt;br /&gt;She just told me.. no matter what happen, she would be by my side.&lt;br /&gt;That was my wish in class today when mr Gun told us&lt;br /&gt;"When khidir commited an offence, his Father said&lt;br /&gt;:Please dun let my son get heavy punishment"&lt;br /&gt;The whole class was touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in my room.&lt;br /&gt;A me, A knife, and a decission.&lt;br /&gt;I've thought it so long..&lt;br /&gt;Why should i kill myself.. to run away...&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to face it either.&lt;br /&gt;But i wanted a dead feeling, so i could reborn in illusions.&lt;br /&gt;I stabbed myself not to kill,&lt;br /&gt;but to ink my mothers' name.&lt;br /&gt;I cant have her in reality..&lt;br /&gt;So her name shall stay with me till my very last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-5833680025236645301?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/5833680025236645301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=5833680025236645301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5833680025236645301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5833680025236645301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgery.html' title='Forgery'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3366561839785135688</id><published>2007-07-25T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T12:24:31.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;25 July 2007; Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a deep cut on my knee and thighs, thanks to wheel bites.&lt;br /&gt;went to chill at adventure park..&lt;br /&gt;After taking some sweet video from Amin,&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the street and skate at 421 stage.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, an egg fell from the sky.. wtf&lt;br /&gt;Two more eggs fell, and we headed to 428 stage instead.&lt;br /&gt;First time attempted ollie down the 6 step stage(ledge?)..&lt;br /&gt;Freakin high.. and theres' a drain gap ..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. didnt manage to land of course! haha&lt;br /&gt;Nano did an Indy down the stage..&lt;br /&gt;Bad split, and wrecked his knee cap.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how he is doing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-3366561839785135688?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/3366561839785135688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=3366561839785135688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3366561839785135688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3366561839785135688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-326473450504012036</id><published>2007-07-20T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T09:20:30.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20 July 2007; Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays' Racial Harmony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual, went to skate on this lovely friday afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;preparing for tommorows' filming.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. the script was changed, The time had also changed!&lt;br /&gt;From 10:30am to 8pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. yup.. nothing much.. just trying to constant all my tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Twisted my back while doing boneless 360..&lt;br /&gt;Sprained my wrist just by picking up my deck&lt;br /&gt;And sprained my upper tigh because of the tupid impact of olle-ing 3 sets&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know i was that Fragile -.-&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. and the pain is not going away... o.o&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, potatoe came with... an injured elbow.. BLOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;And blanjared Alice and me bubble tea ^^&lt;br /&gt;Lights out, went to skate at the library with the two Ang Moh.&lt;br /&gt;Amin broke his deck.. and the ang moh took out 55 buck for him to buy a new one.&lt;br /&gt;All of us have this Big eyes "w-t-f" face written all over..&lt;br /&gt;Damn... Those ang moh are really generous..!&lt;br /&gt;My heart melted.. tottalled 'awwwed~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab a bite at MAc with Alien 1 and 2..&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Its time to confess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-326473450504012036?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/326473450504012036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=326473450504012036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/326473450504012036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/326473450504012036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-1903197075484175263</id><published>2007-07-12T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T07:22:37.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ollie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ollie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12 July 2007; Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea ya.. Saiful kept forcing me to ollie higher down the 3 sets.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get one really sweet ollie down 3 sets after a few try,&lt;br /&gt;and the last try... with full confidence, 'somersault' down..&lt;br /&gt;damn... My head, my hips.. my sholder =.=&lt;br /&gt;And the rest kept laughin at me... saying i fell like a barbie doll. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-1903197075484175263?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/1903197075484175263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=1903197075484175263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/1903197075484175263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/1903197075484175263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/07/ollie.html' title='ollie'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-459384880807221888</id><published>2007-07-11T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:26:45.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11 July 2007; Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to progress in my skates..&lt;br /&gt;But these few days kinda no mood =/&lt;br /&gt;Managed to ollie down the 5 sets stage at 421 =D&lt;br /&gt;and also got a bad bruise on my right elbow.. Hahaa&lt;br /&gt;But its all worth it...&lt;br /&gt;Atleast im startin to take out a second level in skating :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-459384880807221888?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/459384880807221888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=459384880807221888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/459384880807221888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/459384880807221888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/07/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-5281115116114160932</id><published>2007-07-06T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:50:59.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naufal sux</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Beat Naufal Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashContainer963126512" src="http://data.pictogame.com/gc/gc.swf" width="410" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="gameId=W4MKzP2xAGUq"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 410px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-5281115116114160932?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/5281115116114160932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=5281115116114160932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5281115116114160932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5281115116114160932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/07/naufal-sux.html' title='Naufal sux'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-5438860113831629810</id><published>2007-06-30T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T06:40:53.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;30 June 2007; Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days.. counting up to weeks,&lt;br /&gt;havent really been skatin.&lt;br /&gt;Cruise around taking videos for friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of improvement..&lt;br /&gt;Except for ollie 180 and 360 shove,&lt;br /&gt;which im struggling hard to get em right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Two Newest Clip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fhCEvCApOU/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kids at bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YtXf9kCaJI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Azree Boardslide trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Blandon Had his really cute haircut..&lt;br /&gt;Look like a monk on skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;I swear he will look damn fugly when he give us an emo face. Haha&lt;br /&gt;So better smile you little monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice and me were having burping contest..&lt;br /&gt;And it rained due to our burbs evaporation.&lt;br /&gt;Than i saw 'xss wateva' shoe..&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool. i dunnoe how to describe..&lt;br /&gt;You have to check it out, explore and know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........--- &gt;&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nano.&lt;br /&gt;We are the only people occupying the entire skatepark!&lt;br /&gt;Niwae.. he really is a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;He automatically moved away when he realise his smoke is movin towards me.&lt;br /&gt;All guys should learn from him :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrapped my left ankle and wrecked my left elbow.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what big trick i did?&lt;br /&gt;ollie down a curb, wheels got stucked,&lt;br /&gt;fell against the rough carpark road and hit a sweet metal post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-5438860113831629810?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/5438860113831629810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=5438860113831629810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5438860113831629810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5438860113831629810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-263327141701421924</id><published>2007-06-25T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:30:54.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another day&lt;br /&gt;25 June 2007 Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School? Alright, not a very bad start.&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep during math lesson,&lt;br /&gt;got praised instead of being punished. wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. went to skate during the late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;No one at all, except Saiful Darling, Lan and Freddy.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy was wearing the same shirt as me.. Zero. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. today i look super aunty, cause i didnt doll up like i used to,&lt;br /&gt;plus my hair was bundled up like ah ma. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time in my entire life, landed ollie to manual to shovit =D&lt;br /&gt;And Kickflip +DDD !!!! WOOOOHHH!!! but just once -_-&lt;br /&gt;Damn happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-263327141701421924?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/263327141701421924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=263327141701421924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/263327141701421924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/263327141701421924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-8792913829226721903</id><published>2007-06-24T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T09:15:47.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;24 june 2007; Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... well done, waited for jave and rest for 3 hours..&lt;br /&gt;And... they went missing under fairy dust or sumthing?? hohoho&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, skated bridge with my brother.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;he is irritating, whom irritates me and get me so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa Unglam hand gestures and screamings of vulgarities in all language under the peaceful bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on..&lt;br /&gt;Except for coming up with new lyrics like the olden times with Gab and others.&lt;br /&gt;Weishen went to another far end watch people fishing.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;And i sat under the bridge and started anyhow singing outa boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... i dunnoe how i came out with those nice nice sentences..&lt;br /&gt;Its just the atmosphere and going ons ard me..&lt;br /&gt;Some walk pass and stop a few distance away from me,&lt;br /&gt;as if im those road show emo lonely singers. wtf... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;He changed overnight.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly with formality and seriousness..&lt;br /&gt;as if im a stranger......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-8792913829226721903?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/8792913829226721903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=8792913829226721903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8792913829226721903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8792913829226721903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7660376159565161404</id><published>2007-06-23T09:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:06:40.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Skate Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Skate Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;23 June 2007; Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Pizza, Free drinks.. and many skaters.. woooh!&lt;br /&gt;There was tic tac race, longest manual and s.k.a.t.e&lt;br /&gt;After that, bolo, hanafie and the other pro did the handrails demo.&lt;br /&gt;Its (censored) awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;Poor Fareez..(the small tiny pro skaterboi)..&lt;br /&gt;Some bastard skater buang and his head was bleeding like wth.&lt;br /&gt;There were quite a number of girls too :)&lt;br /&gt;Played skate with shoehorn.. and we were equalled. haha&lt;br /&gt;And i won over Gabriel.. MUAHAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. the riders were super irritating today..&lt;br /&gt;Especially Farhan and Kelvin..&lt;br /&gt;They keep saying i am Fat ... wtf -__-&lt;br /&gt;8pm onwards.. more skaters left for Fengshan and towns.&lt;br /&gt;Made up a stylo manual for alice..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. you know.. while manualing, point your 2 middle fingers at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. it suited her. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;Around 9 plus, Jave called me over to the stage and introduced some skaters.&lt;br /&gt;I went there and a Guy handed me a Bunch of stickers!!&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! Its like, one sticker cost bout 10 to 20 buck,&lt;br /&gt;and now.. i have a handful of stickers on my right palm!&lt;br /&gt;Got to know the japanese skater girl,&lt;br /&gt;skatin with her and the altrex owner tml.WOOO!&lt;br /&gt;The rest left, leaving Jave, weishen, Tiffany and me behind.&lt;br /&gt;jave hard cored.. she fell and skate..and landed rock and roll stuff. WOW&lt;br /&gt;we chatted until lights out, relax awhile and went home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;The irritating bikers again!&lt;br /&gt;They said BYE, and it was so freakin dark and i dunnoe who the hell said bye.&lt;br /&gt;and they just continued saying bye bye bye bye... like parrots. wtf -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate 2 cheesburgers today.&lt;br /&gt;The yummy chessy delicious sensation is deep in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. i want Cheese burger tml!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7660376159565161404?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7660376159565161404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7660376159565161404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7660376159565161404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7660376159565161404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/go-skate-day.html' title='Go Skate Day'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-4760358568187732937</id><published>2007-06-04T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:12:21.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valuable Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;A Valuable Lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4 June 2007; Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things men know about women:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;10. WOMEN HAVE BOOBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-4760358568187732937?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/4760358568187732937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=4760358568187732937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4760358568187732937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4760358568187732937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/valuable-lesson_04.html' title='Valuable Lesson'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-6785656432181021574</id><published>2007-06-04T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:11:03.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dear Cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4 June 2007; Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img05.glitterfy.com/155/glitterfy075959323B.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Cousin..&lt;br /&gt;I kinda..umm.. had a great stay in your house the last few weeks?&lt;br /&gt;well.. I Hope that you hope that i say a Yes&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget your kindness;&lt;br /&gt;For blessing me 50 buck after loosing my old dirty ragged sk8board,&lt;br /&gt;dumbed at a side and got stolen by some lucky bangala.&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget your laughter;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is sweet.. but your laughin is scary&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. i dun even know why you are laughin..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. you arent even laughin.. you were a....&lt;br /&gt;Retarded, opening your mouth widely makin weird loud noises,&lt;br /&gt;rolling on your belly like a crazy panda.&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget the first night.. you said you miss me&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget the second night.. you said you were bored&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget the third night.. we plan to meet the next day and go joging at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget the forth day.. i busted you.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;I wunt forget your shyness;&lt;br /&gt;How you reacted when i booed at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from your evil cousin. HO Ho Ho&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-6785656432181021574?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/6785656432181021574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=6785656432181021574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6785656432181021574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6785656432181021574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-cousin.html' title='Dear Cousin'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-4085187222707383029</id><published>2007-06-03T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T10:03:27.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;31 May 2007; Thursday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Alice waited for me in skate park for one and da half hours&lt;br /&gt;Poor little thing.. Dun be sad.. i wunt abandon you...&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/rolleye0003.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. in a more approperate word: &lt;u&gt;Sorry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-4085187222707383029?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/4085187222707383029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=4085187222707383029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4085187222707383029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4085187222707383029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/06/late.html' title='Late'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-2325891300927671323</id><published>2007-05-29T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:52:48.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;30 May 2007; Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happening.&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, i was feeling kinda Grouchy..&lt;br /&gt;Especially towards phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, entertained myself watching some stupid videos..&lt;br /&gt;Laugh till stomach cramp... Hahahaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-PQY9ntAJo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Phony Photobooth Prank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-PQY9ntAJo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Phony Photobooth Prank 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bj0Ma2CsHME"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The 100 People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RXFceSFbSng&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Rmb this M1 ad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-2325891300927671323?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/2325891300927671323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=2325891300927671323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/2325891300927671323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/2325891300927671323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/laughs.html' title='Laughs'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7572726799349124644</id><published>2007-05-22T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:53:29.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;22 May 2007; Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is my sleeping heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I slept throughout the lessons,&lt;br /&gt;including skipping recess and went to zZz&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12 pm.. still feeling sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to skate,&lt;br /&gt;on the way to bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;saw sam, syahid and emo(forgot his name =X)&lt;br /&gt;Emo played some catchy tunes on his guitar..&lt;br /&gt;its still as sweet as before =)&lt;br /&gt;Than sam ride on my board with his slipper&lt;br /&gt;and still able to do a couple of trick o.o&lt;br /&gt;Reach skate park late noon.&lt;br /&gt;You know what..? Zahirs' Hair sucks!!! HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on..&lt;br /&gt;I still suck at kick-flip =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a fool of myself on the way home in bus.&lt;br /&gt;The sleepy head infront of me fell asleep,&lt;br /&gt;and his head fall to another guys' shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;It gave the DAMN GAY impression,&lt;br /&gt;and the victim was damn paisae.. cannot wake the sleepy head up.&lt;br /&gt;I started giggling at first,&lt;br /&gt;and laughed like some retarded... -__-' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7572726799349124644?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7572726799349124644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7572726799349124644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7572726799349124644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7572726799349124644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-5169291808974577945</id><published>2007-05-22T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:01:37.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20 May 2007; Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Skater Girls!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-5169291808974577945?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/5169291808974577945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=5169291808974577945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5169291808974577945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/5169291808974577945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3542521014276556659</id><published>2007-05-22T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:59:18.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calculation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;18 May 2007; Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new Deck for $250&lt;br /&gt;From Chiefs' Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jun, For tipin in $30&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ex Kakis, for sponserin $4 each&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Grandma.. For $20&lt;br /&gt;and thanks Michelle... for your blessing me $50 =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-3542521014276556659?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/3542521014276556659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=3542521014276556659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3542521014276556659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/3542521014276556659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/calculation.html' title='Calculation'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-2398163393664879917</id><published>2007-05-16T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T08:23:29.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 May 2007; Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;I wailed in public.&lt;br /&gt;I hugged the lamb post crying.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my hamster.&lt;br /&gt;I went insane (almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-2398163393664879917?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/2398163393664879917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=2398163393664879917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/2398163393664879917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/2398163393664879917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-6369852681337887767</id><published>2007-05-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T07:55:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skater Girls on the Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Skate Girls on the Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;13 May 2007; Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first destination was CityLink.&lt;br /&gt;PLaying with manuals and nosemanuals,&lt;br /&gt;Than one of a kinda Neighbourhood Very Friendly Senior Citizen..&lt;br /&gt;Fat oldie : You youngster are destroying the property of the government&lt;br /&gt;Fareez: Yeah ya... we leaving soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fat oldie went up the escalater,&lt;br /&gt;Took out his mobile and called the police,&lt;br /&gt;giving them full description of each and every of us.&lt;br /&gt;We walk up the stairs, and passed by the oldie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldie : &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bla Bla Bla Bla&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Hamtie: &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Duh give us the snub face.. you are lucky we respectin cha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oldie : &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bla Bla Bla Bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob :&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Shut up la Fcuk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eveybody shut up.. including the oldie. Scary ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jolyn at Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;The Other skater girls were a terror!&lt;br /&gt;People like jave and Alicia fell from the ramp,&lt;br /&gt;With a PHAH, their flexible body bouncing off the ground..&lt;br /&gt;Its so damn ouch but.. they do it again!&lt;br /&gt;Thats the Spirit! [Im not into it yet -.-]&lt;br /&gt;I never in my life play with ramps&lt;br /&gt;eversince i wreck 4 of my bones at bedok halfpipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia was like some sort of really cool ah lian skater.&lt;br /&gt;We went HELLO louder and louder,&lt;br /&gt;she ask me why this why that,&lt;br /&gt;and even 'Eh your neh neh how big ah? B cup or C Cup'&lt;br /&gt;I was tottally shut by her question and gave her a cold stare o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its actually kinda fun lah..&lt;br /&gt;There's like 6-7 skater girls all over the park.&lt;br /&gt;But none of us could make it to the name of "Pro" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss skating a whole real lot!!&lt;br /&gt;Cause i wud seldom be skatin until mid june or sumthing..&lt;br /&gt;So i wud be hardly seen on the streets or park. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. i lost my mobile on the run!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-6369852681337887767?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/6369852681337887767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=6369852681337887767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6369852681337887767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6369852681337887767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/skater-girls-on-run.html' title='Skater Girls on the Run'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7538380056515582221</id><published>2007-05-11T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:11:03.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mobile&lt;br /&gt;11 May 2007; Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, came to know Problem-Child was beaten up and admitted to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in his mobile for two and the half years as a high technology Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;But all i could do is text him sweet messages..&lt;br /&gt;Without actually being right there for him all these time.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt intend to meet him just yet..&lt;br /&gt;Cause what if things become different from today onwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my way to Sembawang,&lt;br /&gt;intending to post the belated valentines present personally..&lt;br /&gt;I was so 100% sure that we wont be able to see each other cuz&lt;br /&gt;he is on his way to school when im still on da train.&lt;br /&gt;Plus.. i went round many wrong directions&lt;br /&gt;Until an ah ma told me the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the pathment..&lt;br /&gt;Saw a familiar guy rushing towards the station..&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him, than he look at me..&lt;br /&gt;We walk pass each other from a distance..&lt;br /&gt;...No.. that cant be him. i told me.&lt;br /&gt;And the next moment.. Problem child dialled my mobile.&lt;br /&gt;I went blank and picked up his call..&lt;br /&gt;He is actually just across the road away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The last phrase of the story.. you can guess, edit and create yourself]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do i still belive in fate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7538380056515582221?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7538380056515582221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7538380056515582221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7538380056515582221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7538380056515582221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/mobile.html' title='Mobile'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-296969395710920667</id><published>2007-05-10T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:10:47.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That skater Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That skater Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10 May 2007; Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a tottal newb skating at petal garden.&lt;br /&gt;And jolyn is damn funny .. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Its not really bad to Scream when i land an ollie manual..&lt;br /&gt;But she screamt and run in circles when she land a shove-it on the grass!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Than, she wanted to learn drop-in&lt;br /&gt;[At that pathetic 2 set slope]&lt;br /&gt;She was in a drop-in position, still thinking if she should take the risk..&lt;br /&gt;And i dunnoe why the hell i join her and did the drop-in possition.&lt;br /&gt;(btw.. i'm actually afraid.. kinda =X)&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that.. 'Come on la.. its just a slope!! I'm not gonna die when i fall,&lt;br /&gt;Plus im already standing here.. cant possibly chicken out over a tiny..&lt;u&gt;SLOPE&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;And there i went.. weeeee... [not even 1 second]&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn praised that im brave..&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. - if only it was a real drop-in!!&lt;br /&gt;After awhile.. Jolyn heck care and went down..[suceed]&lt;br /&gt;her expression- Cheh.. afterall not scary at all.. bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;Second attempt.. she fell down -___-&lt;br /&gt;Cant stop laughing.. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;She's really funny lah.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to void deck and warm-up before going to adventure.&lt;br /&gt;umm k.. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I got sacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-296969395710920667?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/296969395710920667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=296969395710920667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/296969395710920667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/296969395710920667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/that-skater-girl.html' title='That skater Girl'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-648122203918530393</id><published>2007-05-06T00:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:12:56.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.U.N</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F.U.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6 May 2007 Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Fun?&lt;br /&gt;Let me Spell it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F is for friends who do stuff together&lt;br /&gt;U is for you and me&lt;br /&gt;N is for Anywhere and anytime at all&lt;br /&gt;Down her in th big blue sea~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfEfM-MnTGc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfEfM-MnTGc" width="225" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Arent they cute =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-648122203918530393?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/648122203918530393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=648122203918530393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/648122203918530393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/648122203918530393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/fun_06.html' title='F.U.N'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-4271465139978506796</id><published>2007-05-06T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:03:36.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ollie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ollie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5 May 2007; Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Landed Ollie-ing down the ledge at Tenaga =D&lt;br /&gt;[alirite.. just for once.. in my entire life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do better tommorow =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-4271465139978506796?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/4271465139978506796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=4271465139978506796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4271465139978506796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4271465139978506796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/05/ollie.html' title='Ollie'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-2004404003502894701</id><published>2007-04-28T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:00:35.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swet 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sweet&lt;/s&gt; Sixteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;27 April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday[Birth-date], is the day I came to this world,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to both my young and wildful parents,&lt;br /&gt;Whom created me by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i never had a Family before...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still happy,&lt;br /&gt;Because I am blessed with everything I Need, I have it =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-2004404003502894701?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/2004404003502894701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=2004404003502894701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/2004404003502894701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/2004404003502894701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/04/swet-16.html' title='swet 16'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-8939506812664656600</id><published>2007-03-16T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:43:23.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child-Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Child-Like&lt;br /&gt;16 March 2007; Fridae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining does'nt stop me from skating ;)&lt;br /&gt;Went to the multi storey car park.&lt;br /&gt;Played catching with our skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;Missing those days when i was still a kid.&lt;br /&gt;I got caught twice.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever im running away from the predator..&lt;br /&gt;I never fail to scream and screech like hell.&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Problem Child,&lt;br /&gt;You and me are always the misundertanding between each other lovers. =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-8939506812664656600?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/8939506812664656600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=8939506812664656600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8939506812664656600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/8939506812664656600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/03/16-march-2007-fridae-as-usual.html' title='Child-Like'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-6478692506406206639</id><published>2007-03-15T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:46:36.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimlessly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14 March 2007; Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was walking around the cities aimlessly wif my uniform,&lt;br /&gt;Holding a tiny bottle of milk, having the straw in my lips.&lt;br /&gt;No longer Bam, made myself a piece of diamond Tag; Ham.&lt;br /&gt;The 6th time this week, being called a barbie doll on D' Street.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but tis doll gives attitude shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon went skate park,&lt;br /&gt;Learnt some spin and wheels tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow friendship bonded with skaters dressed like Mats,&lt;br /&gt;Mobile numbers exchanged and stored in memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-6478692506406206639?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/6478692506406206639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=6478692506406206639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6478692506406206639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/6478692506406206639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/03/typical.html' title='Aimlessly'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-4840160223971090386</id><published>2007-01-27T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:15:16.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dangerous &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;27 January 2007; Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Journey to City Link..&lt;br /&gt;More than Fifty skaters conquered the marble floor,&lt;br /&gt;and only 3 skater girls existed.&lt;br /&gt;Hamtie , Jolyn , Jave .&lt;br /&gt;Was cramped with BMX riders and breakdancers, Grrr&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn landed her first boneless todae =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blandon was about to leave with kiwee and Naufal,&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn and me were reachin for our deck,&lt;br /&gt;preparin to skate awhile more before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;Than someone start shouting 'FIVE O, FIVE O!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five O means Police. Skaters' Code.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i know, all 50 skaters chiong towards the 2 exits,&lt;br /&gt;Everbody Panicked, luckily we were near the escalater.&lt;br /&gt;I only know when i was running up the escalater,&lt;br /&gt;The police was soo damn close to me,&lt;br /&gt;He was screaming so loud my eardrums almost burst. Fartin Police!.&lt;br /&gt;Out from city link, ran with my head down inside a length of bush,&lt;br /&gt;Chiong out, in the middle of the traffic runway,&lt;br /&gt;All of us almost got killed in car accidents, but we were safe.&lt;br /&gt;Blandon was separated from us,&lt;br /&gt;He was the few unlucky 4 skaters whom got caught.&lt;br /&gt;So woah.. kinda exciting, thrilling, and frightening. Thats life.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and for what i heard, some skaters threw their deck at the police,&lt;br /&gt;some got hit up on the wall violencly by the cops,&lt;br /&gt;and yah. thats all. I wonder how the hell that fat ass cop run that fast... !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-4840160223971090386?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/4840160223971090386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=4840160223971090386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4840160223971090386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/4840160223971090386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/01/dangerous.html' title='Dangerous'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-7523188719890845251</id><published>2007-01-15T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:52:31.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;15 January 2007; Monday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Years Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hamtie:&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;br /&gt;I will not Quit Skating I will not Quit Skating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-7523188719890845251?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/7523188719890845251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=7523188719890845251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7523188719890845251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/7523188719890845251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/01/typical-daddy.html' title='Dad'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-652581011885307508</id><published>2007-01-07T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:31:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magical Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 January 2007 ; Sunday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped my deck, close my eyes, hold my hands, smiled..&lt;br /&gt;And made a wish ..**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35435451-652581011885307508?l=hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/feeds/652581011885307508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35435451&amp;postID=652581011885307508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/652581011885307508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35435451/posts/default/652581011885307508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hamster-on-skate.blogspot.com/2007/01/magical-evening.html' title='Magical Evening'/><author><name>Hamtaro (o'-'o)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13242798950986955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/broken2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35435451.post-3801788300958231009</id><published>2006-12-24T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:29:35.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears Of Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24 december 2006&lt;/u&gt;[obviously]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skate at town today...&lt;br /&gt;It rained, so made our way to city link.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the raffles Bridge&lt;br /&gt;And this is where all the Craps began.&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. take a look at the pics below to understand the term..CRAPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/impro-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore Female Pro Skater: Hamtie Hamta;&lt;br /&gt;Indying over Gavin. But Blandon is desperate for christmas present,&lt;br /&gt;Saw hamtie as a passing a reindeer, jumped on her,&lt;br /&gt;she fell, crashed on Gavins' head..&lt;br /&gt;his head cracked, landed in hospital, with 11 stitches.&lt;br /&gt;In coma now. merry x'mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n104/Hamtiie/ehhem-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blandon doing Boneless over Hamtie.&lt;br /&gt;Hamtie doing the Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We have Joy, we have fun, we have sorrows in the &lt;s&gt;sun&lt;/s&gt; rain'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blandon started the day with some ridiculous family problems of Privacy Invasion.&lt;br /&gt;He fell out with his mum, and got kicked out from home.&lt;br /&gt;I dialled my Grandma, hoping she wud accept him for one night.&lt;br /&gt;The usual quarrelling heat up..&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell family heatin up world war four.. even during the eve of christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas may be nothing to non-christian adults,&lt;br /&gt;but its night-mare to destroy the fantasy thoughts we youngsters have for X'mas.&lt;br /&gt;They dun understand us.. really.&lt;br /&gt;So just shut your fucking mouth, and stop pretendin u adults really understands us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reminded me what i had last christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Being locked up.. and nobody even cared to bail me out.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. sorry Blandon.. i couldnt do anything to help.&lt;br /&gt;Niwae.. after an hour, he fake a smile and we continued our journey for christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei shen seem to just came out from Jalan Kayu or something?&lt;br /&gt;He talked non-stop the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;Craps bout ghost.&lt;br /&gt;but we didnt bother about his presence though.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i had Gavin to take over me.. listen to wei shens' craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to City Link to skate awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Damn loads of pros.&lt;br /&gt;Though its my first time touchin on Pop Shove-it,&lt;br /&gt;but still landed a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatly, Blandon twisted his ankle,&lt;br /&gt;Wei Shen sprained his toe (watever)&lt;br /&gt;I did some ollies and the impact hurt my swollen ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Around 9pm, set off to Bedok for supper at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Wei Shen uh.. he really piss me off!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was taking my order, and he keep askin me dunnoe what set meals,&lt;br /&gt;he confused me and i have to repeat my orders many times.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue.. he kicked my injured ankle!!&lt;br /&gt;I gave him that face impression That&lt;br /&gt;THIS is my LEFT foot you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;He open his mouth widely.. and kicked me again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!! wanna bite him.. but im taking control and be nice to baddies this christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Tottaaly annoyed by his monkey behaviour,&lt;br /&gt;i gave that all squeezed up look' on my face,&lt;br /&gt;and tears filled me eyes. The Gerl takin my order gave me a face expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ehmm.. are you crying.. no no.. pls dun cry..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying with anger in a ridiculous Hilarious scene. &lt;em&gt;watever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died when he join us for supper after takin his order.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid conversation started again.&lt;br /&gt;Terrence house became Terror House.&lt;br /&gt;Condo-Minium became Condom- Mini.&lt;br /&gt;He and his sing-a-lish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2.&lt;br /&gt;There was a mirror hanging right opposite me,&lt;br /&gt;and i ask myself ' how come today my Bra Strip always seh-niek sia&lt;br /&gt;I fixed it back.. and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blandon : Aye.. come on la, we are eating, somemore we are all boys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamtie : Im just talking bout stuff made from clothes rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than he talk bout G-string stuck in womens' ass.. which is actually painful sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stupid conversation la.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;I was eating, chokin in my throat, laughin till i almost fell off the chair, cried, till i cannot breath.&lt;br /&gt;Almost died for that!&lt;br /&gt;Had stomach cramp after awhile, and they continued making me laugh like some insane shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. around 10:30pm, went to street skate around bedok.&lt;br /&gt;If it werent raining, i wud try higher heights. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Went under block to skate, than got one ah peh shout at us from the other block.&lt;br /&gt;slack.. listen to christmas song.. sing chrismas carols,&lt;br /&gt;good nite sweet dreams, good bye hugs.. home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Tears of Fears and Unpleasant past came crashing back,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Great friends like Wei Shen, Blandon and Gavin,&lt;br /&gt;whom sacrifice their time skating through the rainy chritmas eve..&lt;br /&gt;Sharing craps, gigglings, tears, fears, sorrows, stories, lame shit, pain, support, care, and laughin till i fell off my chair.&lt;br /&gt;These which happen all in one particular imperfect day, which we made it perfect.. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;If only jolyn was there.&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever.. skater for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups.. christmas eve...&lt;br /&gt;for now..&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tml doesnt rain.. may tml be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blandon.. dun catch a cold out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I was here on 12 september 07&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days... Everyone left.. 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