<?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-6116383654286414742</id><updated>2011-08-03T07:49:02.102+08:00</updated><category term='shit'/><category term='an'/><category term='on'/><category term='Holy'/><category term='my'/><category term='ass'/><category term='I'/><category term='have'/><category term='itch'/><title type='text'>It's just slick</title><subtitle type='html'>This is about me! And a few other people.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-4963341524657620940</id><published>2010-04-02T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:11:21.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dasfum</title><content type='html'>WAZZAAAAAAAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i'd like to say thanks to the following people, who gave me the motivation to write today's post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yongxin&lt;br /&gt;Aliciaa&lt;br /&gt;Farah&lt;br /&gt;Andrea&lt;br /&gt;Mr. 910&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;Genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's not gonna be a very long post, because I just ate spaghetti and I really need to take a big poop now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-4963341524657620940?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4963341524657620940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/04/dasfum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/4963341524657620940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/4963341524657620940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/04/dasfum.html' title='Dasfum'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-26351968878583232</id><published>2010-03-01T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:18:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, guys. Im thinking of not posting again. I don't know man, I have no motivation to write anything and I think no one even reads. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for you who happened to read this post, if you want me to keep posting, tag on my tag board. By the end of this month, if theres no one, i'll stop posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay parley I ate a Double Cheezburger today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kthxbai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-26351968878583232?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/26351968878583232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/26351968878583232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/26351968878583232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-3452514637624506133</id><published>2010-02-14T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:56:58.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMOOOAKE!</title><content type='html'>Glee is just plain awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today its Sunday, and I should prolly be shitting in my pants right now because school is opening tommorow, but NO! Its Chinese New Year! The time when all your Chinese friends hang out with their grandparents and get money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happens to Malays during Hari Raya!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I Ate On Friday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- KFC; Cheesy BBQ Meltz Meal with Large Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;- McDonalds; Flavour Burst Ice-Cream (Apple)&lt;br /&gt;- Cheers; Sparkly Ribena&lt;br /&gt;- Cheers; Mini-Carton-'O'-Soya-Bean (NutriSoy)&lt;br /&gt;- Buzz; Chocolate Pocky&lt;br /&gt;- Homemade; Peanut Butter Sandwich x2&lt;br /&gt;- NTUC; Twisties&lt;br /&gt;- Homemade; Sushi Rice with 3 Sausages/Japanese Egg/Seaweed&lt;br /&gt;- Hamper 'Prize'; 3 Apollo Chocolate Bars/China Brand Snack&lt;br /&gt;- From the tap; At least 3 Glasses of Water&lt;br /&gt;- Fridge; One cup of Apple Juice w/o Aloe Vera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latex Gloves are really fun, especially when you fill it up with water until it gets really huge and your Science Teacher asks you to stop playing with it and then some genius lifts the water filled monster up and drops it thus causing your pants to get wet followed by girls telling you that you peed in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met Sean, I really thought he was a big douchebag, but after getting to know him for 2 months, I realised that he's a pretty cool guy. What I want to tell you people is.. Umm.. Let me explain it to you in story form! Its the Fable of the Vacationing Prude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Story Explanation in&lt;br /&gt;3..&lt;br /&gt;2..&lt;br /&gt;1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There was once an annoying prude who went to the South of France, arriving at his hotel late in the evening.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The next morning, he was so excited to soak up the Sun he was the first one on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the Jet Lag set in and he fell asleep in the Mediterranean sun. When he woke up, there was a naked old man sleeping not fifty feet from him. So the prude went over, picked up the old man's book, and placed it over him where the sun shouldn't be shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it was a nudist beach and the old man was a judge. He got the prude arrested for something. So the point is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. Never cover a judge by his book. Or rather, never judge a book by its cover.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yah! I forgot to tell you! I have 16 Million Mesos now! I found out this sick and awesome scam all by myself! I invested 2 million mesos from my previous 7 million mesos for the stuff I needed for the scam and VOILA! It worked like a charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can be, Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;I can be, T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-3452514637624506133?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3452514637624506133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/smoooake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/3452514637624506133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/3452514637624506133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/smoooake.html' title='SMOOOAKE!'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-5677300689368162891</id><published>2010-02-07T00:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:16:17.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='have'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='an'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><title type='text'>Yaman</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Tattoo Hunter just now, and it was some awesome shit man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, this dude called Lars goes around the world,&lt;br /&gt;looking for 'culture tattoos'.&lt;br /&gt;He's what you call,&lt;br /&gt;a Tattoo Anthropologist.&lt;br /&gt;So in this episode,&lt;br /&gt;Lars goes to New Guinea Something,&lt;br /&gt;to get a crocodile tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;This tattoo, is some wicked shit.&lt;br /&gt;It sticks out of your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was gory and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but its worth it to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;I have a Malay karangan (Essay) to complete, and I should be doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not a nerd, but I really want to tell you readers about my MapleStory character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief description in:&lt;br /&gt;3...&lt;br /&gt;2...&lt;br /&gt;1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World: Cassopeia&lt;br /&gt;IGN: EmilyClaire&lt;br /&gt;Job: Flame Wizard (KoC/Knight of Cygnus)&lt;br /&gt;Level: 40&lt;br /&gt;Guild: CrystalClear&lt;br /&gt;Mesos: 5 million (I suck at merchanting! Only good at scamming =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a couple of Chaos scrolls I wanna sell. Anyone interested? Just PM me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main is a level 50 Cleric, but I dont play it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think using WordPress is alot better than using Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you readers wanna know what I'm talking about,&lt;br /&gt;just click the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.com"&gt;www.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeya. Im running out of stuff to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay parley,&lt;br /&gt;New computer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-5677300689368162891?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5677300689368162891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/yaman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5677300689368162891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5677300689368162891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/yaman.html' title='Yaman'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-8760713656556446369</id><published>2010-01-05T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:06:02.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lolcorner</title><content type='html'>When you know you should be doing your book review instead of blogging, you panic. You are tempted to play MapleStory so that you can level up your level 33 Flame Wizard. Your heart beats as you type each and every word on your new blog post, knowing that anytime your mother would walk in the room and scream at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you dont really give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit on the big red comfy office chair, rolling around the room, waiting for a YouTube video to load. You press refresh every now and then, but nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You then decide to read people's blogs. You see that none of them updated their blogs. This makes you feel that you shouldnt be blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Its the second day of school, and you should really stop slacking. You know that if you keep this attitude up, your life is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, you are thinking of procrastinating your book review, thinking that its the best thing to do. You sigh, and you close your eyes for a moment, thinking of the next best thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blast rock music through your headphones, rocking your head to the beat, singing along. The music stops, and you dont know what to do. Mad World by Gary Jules comes up and it makes you want to cry. You feel stressed up, and you just want to pause time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish that it was still a holiday, hoping that school would just close out of the blue for no apparent reason, thus giving you time to think about things, reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You listen to your brother softly singing to himself, in the other room. He's studying, while you're searching your blank mind for something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to fall asleep quickly, so that all your worries would go away, but yet you feel guilty even resting your head on the table. You know you shouldnt do this. You know that you should do the book review now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suddenly remember that you dont have the list of authors you're supposed write about. You feel a spur of joy, only for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you say, "WTF, why am I doing this? I should be doing something more useful".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You launch Microsoft Words, write your name, class, date and the title: Book Review. You asked some of your friends for the list of authors, but you realise that none of them are online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hit yourself on the head, and launch MapleStory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Escoba senor loco?&lt;br /&gt;You're doing it wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-8760713656556446369?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8760713656556446369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/lolcorner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8760713656556446369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8760713656556446369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/lolcorner.html' title='lolcorner'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-6644206360274052201</id><published>2009-12-27T16:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:41:20.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHIRSTMAZ</title><content type='html'>ITS CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correction: IT WAS CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I MISSED OUT ON MY FREAKING PRESENTS.&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to be Christian to celebrate Christmas. Its all about the looove! All you have to do to celebrate Christmas (for non-Christians), is to feel the loooove! Share the loooove! BEAT THE FUNK OUT OF LOOOOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously people, Christmas (for non-Christians) is actually all about the clothes and shoe sales at shops. Also about the 50% discounts for each item. And also about Christmas events in Maple Story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaaww... Dont be an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is the season of giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all those people who love Christmas (Christian or NOT Christian), remember one thing: GIVE GIVE GIVE TILL YOU CANT GIVE ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate a Snickers and i'm feeling pretty high now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i wanted to tell you peeps about my holiday. Even if you dont really give a shit about what happened. If you DONT give a shit, scroll down a little till i stop telling you about my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT if you DO give a shit, please continue reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batam = I ate food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang = I ate less food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW FOR THE REAL THANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batam = I ate food.&lt;br /&gt;        I went Go-Carting (more Badass version of Mario Kart)&lt;br /&gt;        I went to disturb tiny crabs.&lt;br /&gt;        I went Bowling.&lt;br /&gt;        I went to Nagoya.&lt;br /&gt;        I played Archery.&lt;br /&gt;        I called dibs on the biggest bed nearest to the room door and furthest from the window so that if a monster popped out from the window I had a 5 second headstart to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang = I ate less food.&lt;br /&gt;         I went to Gurney Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;         I watched Twilight New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;         I watched Avatar.&lt;br /&gt;         I watched Sherlock Holmes (no shit, Sherlock!).&lt;br /&gt;         I called dibs on the biggest bed nearest to the toilet so that I could take a piss/poopie faster than anyone else in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me recommend some Apps you should download on your iPhone/iTouch if you HAVE either one of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap Tap Revenge 2&lt;br /&gt;Zenonia&lt;br /&gt;Assasin's Creed 2&lt;br /&gt;Fountain Pen&lt;br /&gt;Pocket God&lt;br /&gt;Facebook&lt;br /&gt;eBuddy&lt;br /&gt;Bump&lt;br /&gt;Epicurious&lt;br /&gt;iGun (for nerds who like guns)&lt;br /&gt;PB lost Trials&lt;br /&gt;Tap Studio (Hardcore nerds who like to create Tap Tap songs)&lt;br /&gt;SketchOnline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I started playing MapleStory with Jie Chern, Terrence and King Ian.&lt;br /&gt;King Ian's blog gave me the idea to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play at Cassopiea and I usually play at Channel 16. My character's name is EmilyClaire and i'm currently level 26. I'm seriously rich with mesos and I always host Money Events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Flame Wizard. Bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I burnt some Nymphs, &lt;br /&gt;in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;At Penang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-6644206360274052201?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6644206360274052201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/chirstmaz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/6644206360274052201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/6644206360274052201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/chirstmaz.html' title='CHIRSTMAZ'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-8143836785146007478</id><published>2009-12-12T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:25:09.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://15.media.tumblr.com/RdcFBBBMTpscvez9DhgyhQdho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 391px;" src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/RdcFBBBMTpscvez9DhgyhQdho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay two days ago I went to King Ian's house. I was supposed to just go there and get Maple Story and then come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did more.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched him play Call of Duty, Borderlands, MapleStory and we watched Family Guy. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today alot of my brother's friends came over. Fun sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today I'm not posting so much because im running out of time. I have to play MapleStory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it. Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-8143836785146007478?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8143836785146007478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/aaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8143836785146007478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8143836785146007478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/aaaa.html' title='AAAA'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-7865932688403669936</id><published>2009-12-06T06:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T07:09:39.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah</title><content type='html'>Its 06:48am now. I havent slept yet. I was up all night watching funny Japanese videos with my brother. I'm pretty sure now that my body is screwed up. I need to fix this sleeping problem.. Fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading the whole twilight saga two days ago! And I watched the first Twilight movie right after that. I'm planning to watch New Moon pretty soon too. I think Jacob Black is a stupid wolf. I'm sorry, SHAPE-SHIFTER. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you emo bloggers out there, here's a nice and sweet little message from me which I hope gets into your head and enters your brain with a lot of force, thus-ly causing brain trauma, prolonged-headaches and a deep scar with a tattoo of Voldemort on it. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOUR STUPID PROBLEMS AND HOW MUCH YOUR LIFE SUCKS QUIT COMPLAINING YOU DUMBASS GET A LIFE PLAY WOLFTEAM OR SOMETHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT when you people post stupidly about the insignificant things that happened in your life. Nobody gives a freaking shit about it. Now you know you're only wasting people's time, causing them to hate/not like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT when you don't know how to type properly in your posts. ARE YOU FREAKING STUPID?! Quote: "Tday i brke up with my bf... i veri sad lerh i feel like staring at the sun and brning my ais untl i crye. Sob sob."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE FREAKING CARES! Unless your creepy stalker is reading it. HE would give a damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN AGAIN, you're too stupid to be stalked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short people, don't waste your time ranting about your life, making other people pity you and causing THEM to be sad. (OMG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post happy things! Like about Cats! Wolfteam (My wolfteam call sign is IcyBoo I'm from the Wildwolfes pride and I usually play on the Singapore Server)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway... (Boy that was weird!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like saying ROFL out loud. It has this funny feeling on my mouth which I enjoy! ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody have any clue how to cure/get rid of scratches on phone screens? I'm just curious, because some people say that applying toothpaste on the scratch actually works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH MY BARREH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehheehe i just remembered about the video of this cute cat. Here's the link, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARLXKkbyYi8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how it walks to the owner at the first part. His legs are so tiny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im gonna go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon, I said NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up! I said no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe a nap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might think of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[User Not Responding]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[User Not Responding]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[User Not Responding]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow dinosaurs are&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-7865932688403669936?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7865932688403669936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/7865932688403669936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/7865932688403669936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah.html' title='Ah'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-2892001587235897996</id><published>2009-11-24T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:46:46.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell you something, dog.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme tellya some'ing, dawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My name,&lt;br /&gt;not Phuong.&lt;br /&gt;It Guong.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Guong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-2892001587235897996?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2892001587235897996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-me-tell-you-something-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/2892001587235897996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/2892001587235897996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-me-tell-you-something-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-4671371775161342701</id><published>2009-11-08T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:27:20.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my brothers' birthday! What a coincidence! &lt;br /&gt;They're 2 years apart but whaddaheck, they were both born on November the 8th!&lt;br /&gt;THATS 1 WEEK AND 1 DAY AFTER MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to my second bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're 16 now, you now have more movie choices!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to my first bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're 18 now, go get your driver's licence and get me to the nearest Mac. I wanna get some dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cut my life into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-4671371775161342701?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4671371775161342701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/4671371775161342701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/4671371775161342701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-8882646232627445723</id><published>2009-10-14T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:01:08.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/122/299000347_d62adc2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/122/299000347_d62adc2956.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE DOLLAR HAMSTER FOR SALE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE FREAKING COSTS S$1.00!&lt;br /&gt;His name is Albus.&lt;br /&gt;He's fat.&lt;br /&gt;He's nice to play with.&lt;br /&gt;HE LOVES YOU!&lt;br /&gt;BUY HIM NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone plays Duel Masters in my class. I wanna learn it to and buy a 'pro sia' deck to own everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ownage, I owned Lucas in Wolfteam today. Again. Lucas, if you're reading this and you want a rematch, you're on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talking without speaking,&lt;br /&gt;People hearing without listening,&lt;br /&gt;People writing songs that voices never share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Palm Treo has Wi-Fii and I can surf the net anytime I want! (I can even go on MSN) It can play music, games, and it can take pictures and videos! It also has Windows Media Player, GPS System, and Bluetooth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT DOESNT HAVE A DAMN RADIO. DANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.explosm.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because a vision softly creeping,&lt;br /&gt;Left its seeds while I was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;And the vision that was planted in my brain&lt;br /&gt;Still remains&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't fail my Home Econs! WOOHOOO! I'm not going to tell you my marks and brag about them, because I know you don't care. I hate it when people tell me what to do. FISHMONGER-FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK = Fun&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY = Fun&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK + FAMILY = AWKWARRRRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people bowed and prayed&lt;br /&gt;To the neon God they made.&lt;br /&gt;And the sign flashed out its warning,&lt;br /&gt;In the words that it was forming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I grow up, I can live alone and buy everything I want. I don't have to sleep at 10.30pm and I can buy whatever food I want. I can also throw my dirty undies anywhere and pick them up whenever I feel like. I can watch Nickelodeon without anyone changing the channel and I can listen to music really loud. I want to be a fat kid when I grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the signs said, the words of the prophets&lt;br /&gt;Are written on the subway walls&lt;br /&gt;And tenement halls.&lt;br /&gt;And whispered in the sounds of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;You lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-8882646232627445723?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8882646232627445723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8882646232627445723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8882646232627445723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreas.html' title='Dreas'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/122/299000347_d62adc2956_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-1579733484883008595</id><published>2009-10-08T10:26:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:12:16.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Its been a long time. I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, puasa is over, exam is over, WOOHOO! I can't express my happiness in word-form! So i'll just add some hearts &lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been messing around with Microsoft Paint lately, and I just wanted to show you some of my creations. MMMmmmm yummy yummy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1OlregDQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DF8hEYpOjss/s400/Drugs+danger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390050738265132290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first try! Don min min commentxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1O6w1fTsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/esLyfWnpxnk/s1600-h/Gary+and+Greg+in+dude,+thats+my+car%21%21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1O6w1fTsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/esLyfWnpxnk/s400/Gary+and+Greg+in+dude,+thats+my+car%21%21.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390051100480982722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could come up with some characters and make comics about them, but I get bored with them really fast. I end up making alot of characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1PiGSadSI/AAAAAAAAABE/lOrkXq9EabA/s1600-h/CAKEFUEL+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1PiGSadSI/AAAAAAAAABE/lOrkXq9EabA/s400/CAKEFUEL+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390051776254342434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drawing DID improve. Thats good. Comics are still fun for me. Check out their facial expressions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1P7cygXiI/AAAAAAAAABM/H5MDapM6xE8/s1600-h/T-Rex+plain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1P7cygXiI/AAAAAAAAABM/H5MDapM6xE8/s400/T-Rex+plain.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390052211791257122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is the plain version of a character I call T-Rex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1Q_FW5RXI/AAAAAAAAABU/5qj8crkBsIU/s1600-h/T-Rex.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1Q_FW5RXI/AAAAAAAAABU/5qj8crkBsIU/s400/T-Rex.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390053373732537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the coloured version. I also added a little 'mini T-Rex' beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1R-guoXwI/AAAAAAAAABc/i6cTGbpO0Mc/s1600-h/My+Shoe+Big.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1R-guoXwI/AAAAAAAAABc/i6cTGbpO0Mc/s400/My+Shoe+Big.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390054463411609346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little wallpaper I made for my computer. My shoe big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1SnnJ82VI/AAAAAAAAABk/Dr7AmVm9ZXg/s1600-h/Face+Melt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1SnnJ82VI/AAAAAAAAABk/Dr7AmVm9ZXg/s400/Face+Melt.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390055169511446866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I like this one ALOT! LOVVIT! &lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;Its my current background. Set it as Centre and make the background color Grey. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1WMCLQfqI/AAAAAAAAABs/5alzzMcuogo/s1600-h/Face+Melt+Background.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1WMCLQfqI/AAAAAAAAABs/5alzzMcuogo/s400/Face+Melt+Background.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390059093774859938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm pretty bored right now. I just talked to my Grandma about baking, and I don't see anything else I should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;Dark and Wild friend,&lt;br /&gt;I've come to talk to you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-1579733484883008595?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1579733484883008595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/1579733484883008595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/1579733484883008595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Ss1OlregDQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DF8hEYpOjss/s72-c/Drugs+danger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-238210513330021095</id><published>2009-08-12T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:52:54.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CANT</title><content type='html'>I can't focus. I'm lazy to update my blog. Please do not be angry with me. I am sorry. I dint mean it. I.. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP.. Common tests.. You can't blame me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking out a restaurant with some leftovers packed in a box. A homeless man asked me if he could have the food. I ignored him and kept walking. I tripped over a bump on the sidewalk and I dropped the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realised that I don't have much to blog, and that I'm not destined to be an everyday blogger. I don't understand me. GAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-238210513330021095?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/238210513330021095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/238210513330021095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/238210513330021095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/08/cant.html' title='CANT'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-8397663888443806765</id><published>2009-07-27T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:46:00.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAGHTAA</title><content type='html'>300 Views! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Harry Potter! On Friday! Weeee!&lt;br /&gt;Hairy Potter. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a history test. Meh, I OWNED (in your face!) it! RAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I bullshitted the last 2 questions though, (P.S. Teachers love bullshit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM LOL-MAN! LOLZXZXZXZ HARZXZ HARZXZX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really short post. Im doing math. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD OF THE POST: Shmeegir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, shall be the end&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-8397663888443806765?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8397663888443806765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/spaghtaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8397663888443806765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8397663888443806765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/spaghtaa.html' title='SPAGHTAA'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-9031178063964141009</id><published>2009-07-22T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:49:52.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LONG TIME NO POST, YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, my family and I went to some malay restaurant. We ate 'nasi campur'. Then, we went to malay heritage centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a carnival there, and I bought some drinks and cheese hotdogs. I also watched a performance. Its called, 'dikir barack obama'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, umm.. we went to Mustafa Shopping Centre (24 hours) and bought some stuff. Then we went home. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaja Binks gave me a wedgie last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY, was great! And touching. After band, me and Qing Hao went home together. On the way, we met this cat. It was one-eye blind. AWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: Readers who are currently eating now, stop reading, unless you want to see your food again in half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are not, you are welcomed to find out that, there was red flesh hanging from the cat's jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That caused it so salivate non stop and not being able to eat without dropping the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so dirty, and Qing Hao said that it looked like it was burned and abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMMMEDIATELY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called SPCA! Tadaa! Some indian guy came out of the van. I showed him the cat. By then, the cat was sprawled on the floor, and house flies were feeding on its cuts and bruises which were all over its body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how else to say it but, it was infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SPCA guy poked the cat with metal rods and then concluded. "Its not burn marks, those are tyre marks. Now you know the difference?" AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like giving him a falcon punch! That was an annoying answer! After that, he would groan in pain and hold his stomach (bending down a little).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll use my wrist bone to smash his face, causing the skull to crack.Then, i'll elbow is bald head, and make sure it bleeds. Now he can't move, right? I'll break his arm, i'll twist it so hard that he'll be kneeling on the floor crying in pain.I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll break both his arms. Crush his ribcage, stomp on the feet, until I hear a *crack!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, he will be on the floor, begging for mercy. I will be the superior one, punishing an unworthy being. I'll step on his head, and jump on it. Blood will be everywhere. I'll stuff him into a small cage, and pour boiling water into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it will not be nice to see. Mmmm, diabolical plan, it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, back to subject. (Boy that was fun to write!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put the cat in the cage and went off. Then I went home. I ate chicken rice. Yummy-yum-yum-yicka-yum-dum-digga-fum. Say that out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, King Ian stabbed Harith with a lollipop. It was fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KITTY BOY! AHAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Transformer! I am a robot in disguise! Watch me battle those evil decepticons! With my bare metal fists, watch me pwn them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. I.. SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There will be a demon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its behind you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can feel it now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-9031178063964141009?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/9031178063964141009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-time-no-post-ya-saturday-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/9031178063964141009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/9031178063964141009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-time-no-post-ya-saturday-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-939377612241608532</id><published>2009-07-16T20:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:27:02.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hash will be brown.</title><content type='html'>Dr. Gergon inserted another memory stick into my brain just now. I can store up to 400gig worth of stuff. Ish aaw in yo' mentaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Even though we obviously pushed well beyond the realm of believability with many of our "boss" infected, the core idea of a mind-destroying, civilization-collapsing pathogen is more horrifying to me than magically animated corpses, precisely because it is plausible. Rabies is a good example of a pathogen that can turn a loyal, friendly, protective family pet into a slavering attack machine. It's a virus that reprograms the behaviors of a complex animal – a mammal, in fact. What if something similar happened to humans? &lt;i&gt;Left 4 Dead&lt;/i&gt; is one possible answer.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Left_4_Dead#cite_note-1up.com-1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowie. Meep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realised a few things, in the past few days. You can't lick an ice-cream without letting it touch your lips, you can't lick coke without saying 'lol', and you can't lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never see Red Indian without Katana stapled on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my brother's blog just now. I agree with what he says about H1N1. Schools are bullshitting far too much now. We can't have CCA's because they consider it as a  '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gathering'. &lt;/span&gt;Why can't we gather? How come you allow us to eat together during recess? Isn't THAT considered as a '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gathering' &lt;/span&gt;too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats this about changing seats? "You are not allowed to change seats at anytime during class. This is due to the H1N1. We need to know who you were sitting with, if you are infected with H1N1." BULL-SHIT. How come we don't have to tell them who we were sitting with in the bus? The train? During recess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay! I know alot of people are already infected, and now they're trying to take precautions. But isn't it going too far? If you want to read my brother's blog, go to www.teamkiller.blogspot.com. Or you can click the link Fawaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I googled define: propaganda. I feel dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I get to present my.. presentation tommorow. I wanna just get it over and done with! I AM FULLY PREPARED FOR ANYTHING, YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll post random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnygarbage.com/flog/uploads/yoGabbaGabba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 639px; height: 543px;" src="http://www.funnygarbage.com/flog/uploads/yoGabbaGabba.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Yo Gabba Gabba, a new hit show as seen on Nickelodeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8klWzNSsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7FL9uMmGAlk/s1600-h/l4d-christmas-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8klWzNSsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7FL9uMmGAlk/s320/l4d-christmas-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359042305788299970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Chritsmas, L4D infected guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8mXcKN_HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mzvbJahy8pY/s1600-h/twins1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8mXcKN_HI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mzvbJahy8pY/s400/twins1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359044265732078706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8mmHXTrQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u6g5g5GF1D8/s1600-h/twins2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8mmHXTrQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/u6g5g5GF1D8/s400/twins2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359044517847870722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8m8vA2GvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9AQynOAP43o/s1600-h/twins3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8m8vA2GvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9AQynOAP43o/s400/twins3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359044906448198386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon this. Can't really see the words, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN&lt;br /&gt;Bags of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boxes of treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;EIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yankees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;Avenged        Fold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SIX&lt;br /&gt;Senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FIVE&lt;br /&gt;Cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FOUR&lt;br /&gt;D's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THREE&lt;br /&gt;Meals a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TWO&lt;br /&gt;People. Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ONE&lt;br /&gt;FAHIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WELL, THATS IT SIAZ. CAN'T WAIT FOR SATURDAY. MARATHON LAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He didn't look at it.&lt;br /&gt;It was angry.&lt;br /&gt;It was never the same.&lt;br /&gt;Althogh it was never alive.&lt;br /&gt;It. Will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/THEFAZ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/THEFAZ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-939377612241608532?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/939377612241608532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/hash-will-be-brown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/939377612241608532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/939377612241608532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/hash-will-be-brown.html' title='Hash will be brown.'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yy4qxrvg6IE/Sl8klWzNSsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7FL9uMmGAlk/s72-c/l4d-christmas-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-7653281818332038765</id><published>2009-07-15T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:22:18.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it Moderate</title><content type='html'>Went to Macs AGAIN with King Ian, Harith, Yun Jie, Hanxin and Farah. Even though Farah transferred school, she could make it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on time.&lt;/span&gt; I just ate my McSpicy and went home. King Ian mooched my fries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAHIMLOGRAM! A new shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow is my turn to do presentation. I'm dead. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'choing-ing' &lt;/span&gt;it now, if thats what you want to hear. I'm doing on Secrets. If anyone has any ideas, please tag. Oh wait, you have to tag between 8.45pm to 9.00pm or your comments WILL be useless. I'm serious. Quick tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow banana sat on frozen cucumber in the hour of khalfrag when the Moon was on a diet. Strike of Random. Frroooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey by the way, I just tagged on King Ian's blog. I called myself Birth Mama (some random phrase that came into my mind), and I said LOLZ HI KINGZ. I really hope King Ian doesn't read this. DON'T TELL HIM EITHER. Psssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a really short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I change my mind. DON'T send in your suggestions. Its 9.20pm now, because I forgot to press Publish Post earlier on. Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess thats all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are alive because I am alive.&lt;br /&gt;You are existing because I am existing.&lt;br /&gt;You breathe because I breathe.&lt;br /&gt;You are my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Watch my back,&lt;br /&gt;They are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-7653281818332038765?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7653281818332038765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-it-moderate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/7653281818332038765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/7653281818332038765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-it-moderate.html' title='Make it Moderate'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-5621932283230327841</id><published>2009-07-14T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:10:28.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Edge of Shaa</title><content type='html'>I played Street Fighter, Mirror's Edge, Pinball and Gears of War (i'm not sure which one) all in one day. Life is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McSpicy does NOT make people poo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a dollar on the way home. Wanted to save it. It went into the vending machine. I had coke. Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know my future plans? Of course you do! I'll tell you anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: I'll save $10,000 in my bank by the age of 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: I'll enter a/an University and get a degree or something using the money in my bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: I get a really good job that pays well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: I buy a big house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: Fill it up with all the game consoles in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6: Make sure Bob does not touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7: Kill Bob. He is interfering in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 8: Become successful and retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 9: Grow 6 cm in 10 days and become tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 10: Join a basketball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 11: Umm... Invent a new color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 13: I actually skipped Step 12. HAH you dint notice right? BURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAL Step 13: Retire and slack at home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 14: Think of Step 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahim has decided to eat his Burrito. Yes, the pink Burrito in front of him. Will he consume the spicy Mexican food, now? No. Fahim thinks about it. Aha! He wants to eat it at 12.14pm SHARP tommorow. But Fahim is hungry now, what should he do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahim picks up the Burrito. "Should I eat you?" asks the young adventurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Burrito stares at Fahim and plays dead. Fahim smashes the Burrito and gives it a MORF. The poor Burrito walks away sadly. Unable to control his emotions, Mr Burrito cries loudly, allowing the tortilla to get soggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Morf, I say, is pretty harsh! We should punish the boy!" says the Emperor of Finland. Fahim is sent to court immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Fahim is a nice boy, yes he is. Emperor of Finland releases Fahim in the end and Mr Burrito lived happily ever after. Tadaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moosh ka Boosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, by the way, I play L4D on Garena, so if any of you guys wanna add me, my IGN is therealshard. I share it with my brother, though. :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day, my friend. Watch me judge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-5621932283230327841?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5621932283230327841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/edge-of-shaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5621932283230327841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5621932283230327841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/edge-of-shaa.html' title='The Edge of Shaa'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-4783386074068261630</id><published>2009-07-11T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:06:21.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL</title><content type='html'>Its been 7 days since I posted. I lost a bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap up all the stuff that I wanna tell you. I'll put them in point form and in sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I watched Transformers. It rocked pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;2) Played L4D.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ordered alot of pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;4) Savaged 20 Cassettes.&lt;br /&gt;5) Discovered a new country. Named it Gabba.&lt;br /&gt;6) Had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;7) Ate at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;8) Played soccer during recess.&lt;br /&gt;9) Tried playing Anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;10) Played the banjo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow of the Colossus is a really great game. I have the Ps2 version. Its about this Japanese guy with a horse who wants to revive his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do that, he has to kill 15 giant monsters that are really huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do THAT, you have to find the monster, and then find its vital points, climb up its body and stab it many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard, because the monsters will try to shake you off, and you have to grip really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched my brother play it yesterday. He was on the last level, where you're supposed to fight a BIG BIG BIG guy. Its not a guy actually, its a building. A building monster. I fell asleep halfway after watching my brother get pwned by the monster TOO many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in a small dark room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand up from the cold floor and strain my eyes to look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can see is a small little red light blinking at the far end of the room, and a small stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk towards the red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/THEFAZ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;I can't reach the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my self sprinting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is drenched with sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scream in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't reach the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light keeps blinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room seems to stretch further and further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stool is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice gets louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breathing hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul exits my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see myself being dragged by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're taking me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk steadily to the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not run away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop in front of the blinking red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach out to the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light switches off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear them coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They scream my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dig their fingernails into my flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in a small dark room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a small red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-4783386074068261630?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4783386074068261630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/4783386074068261630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/4783386074068261630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/well.html' title='WELL'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-3949385072338109947</id><published>2009-07-03T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:18:55.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long John!</title><content type='html'>Gimme Long John! The auntie charged me 60 cents for a cup of cheese. That idi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played versus mode on L4D OFFLINE just now. I was having so much fun! But then, the game crashed. And now I can't play online! Only with those Shit-Bots! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DA PIMPLE LECTURE, YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to prevent pimples popping out on your forehead? I tell you.. NAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're an active person (always sweaty), it's good to keep short hair (boys)&lt;br /&gt;For girls, you have to pin your fringe up so it doesn't fall on your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you have your fringe falling on your forehead..&lt;br /&gt;When you sweat, the sweat gets stuck on your hair, and your hair gets stuck onto your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweat remains stuck to your forehead until you move your fringe with your hand. If you don't touch it, these sweat will turn into pimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you prevent pimples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 1# Don't touch your face too much. I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 2# Use face-washers twice, everyday. Maybe when you bathe? Before and after school will be fine. I suggest you use Neutrogena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 3# Do not squeeze your pimples! Never do that ! It will only cause scars on your face. Apply pimple cream on your pimples everyday. You should apply the cream before you sleep or after you bathe. That is when it is most effective. Rexona is a good brand, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 4# If you're allergic to make-up, don't put it on to .. look .. "Beautiful". Make-up is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all!&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering how come I know about all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its because my primary school spammed me with thousands of Puberty talks! I also learned from my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I don't have pimples. Yet. I hope not. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutrogena and Rexona are just brands of pimple cream protectors that my brothers use.&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badass will beat you up!&lt;br /&gt;(Only King Ian and a few people know about, this Badass).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-3949385072338109947?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3949385072338109947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/3949385072338109947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/3949385072338109947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-john.html' title='Long John!'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-3749086290479166220</id><published>2009-07-02T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:07:30.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't see this title</title><content type='html'>Puush! Puuuush! Poosh! Push!&lt;br /&gt;Its coming out!&lt;br /&gt;I see the head coming out! I see the head co-&lt;br /&gt;Dayyum, thats ugly!&lt;br /&gt;Push it back in, guys! C'mon! Puuuush!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were making fun of Joe in the MRT today. Harith, Joe and I took the train from AMK to Jurong East, bounced back, and then to our respective stations. In the MRT, Harith and I made fun of Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told him that he looked like a pedo when he widens his eyes. Then, Harith points out that our eyes don't grow (I'm not sure), so its the same size even when we were a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we say to Joe that he looked like crap even when he was a baby. We made hellota jokes. Joe said that we hurt his self-esteem. Awww =(.. Sorry "Joe"! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned about quotation marks in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Harith and I make jokes. Here's a few that we talked about. I mixed them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Here's that thing you .. gave birth to..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: It looks like crap! What is that thing, Doc?&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Umm.. I think its your baby.. Thingy..&lt;br /&gt;Lady: AHH! Its moving!&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Holy Crapsticks (with barbeque sauce) ! I thought we killed it!&lt;br /&gt;                I don't want it! Here, catch!&lt;br /&gt;Lady: NOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm still upset with the L4D. I wanna play Versus, but offline mode! They don't freaking let me play offline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steps! : Guidebook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you play Steps! ?&lt;br /&gt;What is Steps! ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll tell you right now!&lt;br /&gt;Steps! is a super fun awesome game!&lt;br /&gt;Invented by NASA,&lt;br /&gt;From CakeFuel Studios!&lt;br /&gt;All you do is walk up staircases..&lt;br /&gt;And level up! (Geddit?)&lt;br /&gt;Each Map, can have up to 12 Levels!&lt;br /&gt;You have to press the UP button,&lt;br /&gt;every 1 second!&lt;br /&gt;If you miss, you fall down the Stairs&lt;br /&gt;and you restart everything!&lt;br /&gt;What about Steps! Online?&lt;br /&gt;Challenge your friends!&lt;br /&gt;See who can climb up to the highest level!&lt;br /&gt;Shove each other! (Spacebar)&lt;br /&gt;Once a player is shoved,&lt;br /&gt;he restarts everything!&lt;br /&gt;Steps! Offline?&lt;br /&gt;Play with Bots,&lt;br /&gt;You can even set the Difficulty!&lt;br /&gt;Steps! comes with 6 Maps!&lt;br /&gt;Blk 22, The Staircase of Hell, Factory,&lt;br /&gt;Spiral Steps, Blk 51, and the Toilet Stairs!&lt;br /&gt;Play Steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STEPS! Limited Edition Value Pack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes with cool new items!&lt;br /&gt;Check out our new Lvl 156 Anti-Slip shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Now you aint gonna slip, yo!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna add in something else?&lt;br /&gt;What about Golden Colored Hand-railings!&lt;br /&gt;You can.. Hold on to them!&lt;br /&gt;Online version is now updated!&lt;br /&gt;Players can use the Elevator Cheat !&lt;br /&gt;Who needs those old, lame staircases!&lt;br /&gt;NEW MAPS!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna check out Blk 532, Blk 19, and a Spiralz Staircase?&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Box Offline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you anti-social?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate people?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick off being pwned by other players.. All the time?&lt;br /&gt;Well, look no further!&lt;br /&gt;With our new invention,&lt;br /&gt;Created by NASA,&lt;br /&gt;We have now invented the X-Box Offline!&lt;br /&gt;Allows to play offline games! For FREE!&lt;br /&gt;The X-Box offline is not only faster,&lt;br /&gt;but it costs 2 times as much as the X-Box 360!&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, can I have the X-Box Offline? I hate people.."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay son!"&lt;br /&gt;The X-Box offline comes with a free Steps! game.&lt;br /&gt;Play Steps! offline. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STEPS! : NOW ON Wii !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sick playing Steps! on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;Tired of pressing Up (Walk up Steps), and Spacebar (Shove your friends down)?&lt;br /&gt;Well, from CakeFuel Studios,&lt;br /&gt;Created by NASA...&lt;br /&gt;We present, Steps! : On Wii!&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can wear our very own Steps! shoes,&lt;br /&gt;and Play Steps!!&lt;br /&gt;The Steps! shoes work like normal Wii controllers,&lt;br /&gt;Excepts that it burns out Easily!&lt;br /&gt;To play Steps! : On Wii, all you have to do is&lt;br /&gt;Put on those Step! Shoes ($100.90)&lt;br /&gt;And do the action you do to walk up stairs!&lt;br /&gt;Its like walking up real stairs..&lt;br /&gt;But you stand still!&lt;br /&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT!&lt;br /&gt;You can't shove your friends in this version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L4D Extention Set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Play as normal infected zombies!&lt;br /&gt;You can run fast!&lt;br /&gt;Hit survivors with your elbows!&lt;br /&gt;Bite yourself! (- 10 life)&lt;br /&gt;Emo! (Stand still and not do anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diarrblo 3 Official Game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tired of the REAL Diablo?&lt;br /&gt;Play, Diarrblo 3!&lt;br /&gt;It lets you play as the main character,&lt;br /&gt;Donkeh!&lt;br /&gt;Join Donkeh in his adventures,&lt;br /&gt;which are Lame and Gay!&lt;br /&gt;Donkeh will have to sleep too..&lt;br /&gt;After every 6 hours you play,&lt;br /&gt;Diarrblo 3 will auto shut-down,&lt;br /&gt;because Donkeh has to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;How realistic is THAT!&lt;br /&gt;Fight Evil monsters,&lt;br /&gt;that try to steal Puppets!&lt;br /&gt;Protect the City of Bob,&lt;br /&gt;against the Evil Doctor John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM ADVERTISEMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-3749086290479166220?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3749086290479166220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-see-this-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/3749086290479166220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/3749086290479166220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-see-this-title.html' title='You can&apos;t see this title'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-5329188584054195287</id><published>2009-07-01T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:10:57.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Lark</title><content type='html'>Im happeh! I got everything I wanted for my blog. New template ( the old one sucked boiled eggs! ), A TAGBOARD, and a stat counter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out about a bubble tea shop at Sun Plaza. Dayyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhe Kai a.k.a Lam Chee Kai (please don't choke me please don't kill me ZK!), is aggresive! He choked me and Harith on the bus and kept beating us! I'm all bruised everywhere.. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my SL clip-thingy to clip my tie to my shirt. Its really shiny and golden! Like peanut butter !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, she's more proud of the clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a McFlurry and hid the cup at the back of my chair! Luckily, the little foo' din't roll anywhere. I also squished a napkin (lvl 54) into the ice-cream. I call it, Ze Squish Flurry Witda Tissue in Da Houzze Yo! ZSFWTDH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Auntie, umm.. Can I have a ZSFWT...D...G?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: WRONG! ITS ZSFWTDH! Now you can't have ice-cream! HAR HAR HAR HAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played L4D today. Those Shit-Bots won't follow me! They stay far behind all huddled up together, while I'm in running in front killing all da' zombies and shouting, "Hurry up!" Then, who gets pounced on by a Hunter? Who? ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then those.. Shit-Bots come in the picture when I'm half dead and FINALLY they shoot Hunter off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank hates me! He always hits me hard even if I stand really far away and not shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind sick of Battle of Destiny, I can't level up! My claw has about 999 damage but my magic is low. I can fight Sea Creatures withought using mana. I'm level 17 though, and I'm at The City of Grit. You don't understand a thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill has just killed Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;Bill is also a Shit-Bot.&lt;br /&gt;Bill thinks he's a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoey thinks she's a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Zoey won't heal me. &lt;br /&gt;Zoey is a Shit-Bot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis killed Smoker.&lt;br /&gt;Louis is black.&lt;br /&gt;Louis is still black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis startled The Witch.&lt;br /&gt;Francis hides behind Fahim.&lt;br /&gt;Francis doesn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahim gets hit many times by the Witch.&lt;br /&gt;Fahim pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Fahim Fahim Fahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1f3 sUxzxzx!! I w1Sh I wUz Nt B0RnZx!!!!!!!!!!! =(=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-5329188584054195287?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5329188584054195287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-lark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5329188584054195287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5329188584054195287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-lark.html' title='Like a Lark'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-6347248746362081809</id><published>2009-06-30T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:46:55.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason is two words!</title><content type='html'>Today, school was very very quite fun. Mostly because I kept hitting Benjamin with a Blueberry drink bottle (inclusive of Basil Seeds a.k.a Tadpole balls) on the elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I also drew a few versions of Benjimin Lay as a hippie, an old man, a retarded baby, and also a rockstar. Note that I spelled his name as Benjimin, not Benjamin, because Benjimin is NOT Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Ian and I have this Geddit? Eh? Eh? joke that we say to people all the time. Its really hard to understand, but once you do, you'll be laughing like heck. Today, I invented a new irritating line! URL! Its not U.R.L, its just URL! Say it out loud! URL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I told King that I just made a blog. Then he asked, "Whats the U.R.L?". I paused for a moment before I said, "URL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even till recess, King dint know my blog's U.R.L. I kept asking him to link me on his blog and everytime he asks whats the website, or whats the U.R.L, I reply... URL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Ian can be very annoyed with me at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, King and I did Macs together. Some baby threw his balloon at my head on purpose. But I just took the balloon, gave it back to him, and just smiled. I didn't frown or make a sad face. The little guy was staring at me until I reached my seat! Who knew that I would be such a nice guy! That baby dint know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason is two words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey anyway, I just wanted to give some tips on blogging, to all those bloggers out there! You might not agree with some of the tips, but to Heck with you! ITS MY BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CakeFuel's Book of Blogging Tips!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy 10 Wonderful Tips from your very own, Slick!&lt;br /&gt;Slick will give you all the tips you need to have the perfect blog!&lt;br /&gt;A CakeFuel Production&lt;br /&gt;All rights are reserved something I'm not sure Owned by Slick and CakeFuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 1# Use paragraphs to make your post look less boring. And easier to read. If you go to a blog and you see a really long post all clumped up together, you would'nt want to read it. Right? But, if its spaced out, you might want to read it. I dunno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 2# Use fullstops and commas. Your post will look very irritating lame boring and difficult to read try to use commas when you're naming a few things it will be easier for the reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 3# Too many fullstops, question marks and exclamation marks will make the reader angry. Example: Yes, aren't you feeling mad???????? Why are you mad!!!!!!!!!! My blog, right????????? ZZZZ........ HAHA.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 4# Spelling. It verii hard 2 read if u kip on writin' lyk dis lolzxzxz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 5# Avoid getting your Shift or Caps Lock button spoilt. BeCaUsE ITs Ver1 AnN0y1Ng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 6# Don't Emo too much! It makes the reader sad.. If you wanna Emo just a little bit, make sure you Emo properly. Example: I haT3x l1f3! Ev3ryth1ing suxzxz wa1 aM i B0rn1ng????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 7# Don't make people look bad! You're a nice person, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 8# Smileys. Not too many, okay? Example: wah!! veri fun der! :D:D:D but den i sad lerhx :(:(:(:( but lata i more happyer XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 9# Clump up everything you're not supposed to do. Example: WaH!!!!! T0dAyzxz ver11 siAnzxx :(:(::D:D i caNNOT gO Jan3y hous3!!!!!! Why m3???? T_T................. I d0n'T wanT aNyThinGZXZXZXZ!!!!!!!!! SAD :(............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip 10# Make what you're posting is appropriate and izz nice to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Tip: If you're not sure what you want to post is appropriate, save it under drafts when you're done. The next day, open it up and read through. From there, you'll know if you should post it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I guess.. Have fun blogging, Mates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-6347248746362081809?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6347248746362081809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/jason-is-two-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/6347248746362081809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/6347248746362081809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/jason-is-two-words.html' title='Jason is two words!'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-5688461742205991685</id><published>2009-06-29T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:27:51.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at Skool</title><content type='html'>School was.. the same. Not so boring, not so fun. Oh yea, we started on history today. While the teacher was talking, I was drawing the L4D special infected guys. I was also playing with my cow pencil box. Harith cut of the arms of the cow. Now it looks all stunted and stuff. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also invented a new special infected, called The Cook. Basically, The Cook cooks stuff and throws it at you. If you get hit by bacon, the normal zombies will be attracted to you. If you get hit by and egg (half boiled with ketchup on the top oooh yummy), 10 Tanks will be attracted to you. How do you kill it? You have to meelee attack his spatula 6 times before it breaks. Then The Cook will just melt, leaving a strong smell of rainbow monkeys behind. Ok, back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Home Econs, we learnt about kitchen saftety. I wrote: Do not burn yourself and I also sketched Chuck Norris at the side standing beside a few stick mans. After Home Econs, we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with the same bunch at Macs. A part of King's braces kinda dislodged.. I don't know how to say it. But he said it dint hurt much, so yeah. Then, I went home with Harith and ZK. I pangsehed (past tense of pangseh) them. Heh, I feel like an ass, but its all worthzit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want alot of things for mah blog! I don't understand the HTML stuff, and my blog looks like crap ! I'll tell you what I want to change/add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the template, add tagboard, the view counter ( to see how many people visited my blog), and I want to change the template!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay I'm gonna do my homework now. C-Ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-5688461742205991685?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5688461742205991685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-at-skool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5688461742205991685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/5688461742205991685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-at-skool.html' title='First day at Skool'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116383654286414742.post-8073483799807666957</id><published>2009-06-29T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:20:33.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First timer</title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first blog. Yep. You know why? Everyone has a blog! Except me. Well, after lurking around a thousand blogs (exaggerated), I have finally made my own. I have nothing much to say now, only because its really late. I will be back though, with more interesting stuff to say. I will try my best to post everyday for the rest of my life! Well, maybe not everyday. You'll get bored. Anyway, CakeFuel is some random phrase I came up with 5 mins ago. Its not an impressive name, but I think its nice. Well, its supposed to have deep emo meanings, but CakeFuel is just.. Random! Random and emo just don't fit in together. We all know that, right? Right now, the template of this blog should look like crap. Do not worry, my fellow worshippers! I will change this so called crap into a Wonder! Soon.. Tomorrow is a fresh start for school! Its the end of the very short June holidays, so now, back to school! Oh yeah, tomorrow I'm meeting King and Ben at KFC for breakfast. Right before school starts. Well, that's all. =(. Oh man, I really have to go now, my eyes cannot keep up with what I'm writing. My fingers keep slipping off the buttons on the keyboard. My brain.. uhh.. it hurts badly. I ... I have ... to... sleeeepp...... NAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6116383654286414742-8073483799807666957?l=cakefuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8073483799807666957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-timer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8073483799807666957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6116383654286414742/posts/default/8073483799807666957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakefuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-timer.html' title='First timer'/><author><name>Fahim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05606661855292977287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
