<?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-8961284</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:23:50.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the ONLYONE i needed was ME.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961284.post-114899559899166918</id><published>2006-05-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:26:39.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not here anymore, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/shortbullet"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114899559899166918?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114899559899166918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114899559899166918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114899559899166918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114899559899166918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-not-here-anymore-there-please.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114891436663355156</id><published>2006-05-29T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:52:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/shortbullet"&gt;Short bullet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114891436663355156?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114891436663355156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114891436663355156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114891436663355156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114891436663355156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/short-bullet.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114880594066257668</id><published>2006-05-28T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:45:40.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not even thinking yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Drumming ystd was slack. Cos we didn't feel like playing and so ended up listening to SerKhoon tell jokes. Then went to Heeren's Sakae for lunch with my mother. (That means I ate Sakae three days in a row!) After service we told ghosts stories and played table soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Played Playstation soccer this morning before tennis, and got hit by a tennis racket in the eye just now. Nasi Lemak for lunch tgt with Strawberry Yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;My life is so plain on Sundays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114880594066257668?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114880594066257668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114880594066257668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114880594066257668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114880594066257668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-even-thinking-yetdrumming-ystd-was.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114864506115028105</id><published>2006-05-26T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T20:04:21.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why are you afraid today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Realised that I haven't been receiving Friendster testimonials for about a month! Guess I'm too good for words! Just kidding of course.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of Semester 1 and not a really good one.&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago you were told that you need to do a whole shit load of homework, then you receive astoundingly, but stupid comments in your report book and then you feel darn sleepy during a movie. What a great way to end the term!&lt;br /&gt;Actually went to watch X-Men with Louisa and Bobochacha/Clara. And Ms Seow screened I Not Stupid 2 during Music class so I watched till near the end then I went off.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just remembered: Great Singapore Sale starts today! So better get rolling and save money! Cos, NIKE is having like 70% off kind. Went to Borders and bought Paperchase mechanical pencil. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(CLARA YOU OWE ME $2)&lt;/span&gt; Saw the notebook of my life which costs 15$ and I am waiting till I get my allowance. Starting to dread Topshop, no idea why. There wasn't much discounts, and they keep shifting the places of the clothes making it difficult to find what I saw and wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I think I will start on my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114864506115028105?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114864506115028105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114864506115028105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114864506115028105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114864506115028105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-are-you-afraid-todayrealised-that.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114856371693531703</id><published>2006-05-25T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:37:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Icey-Cool&lt;br /&gt;In other words, Ice is cool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Way too cool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/1600/Sistas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/320/Sistas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sistas forever? (Sure thing dude)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track bonding at Sentosa today. And obviously Ice (iceice) was the best. SYNERGI(Ice) Supposed to be 'Y' but I think cos there's another one. And I really don't like Scavenger Hunts. Really don't like OK. But today, it wasn't that bad. 'Cept that we had to carry our belongings how shit is that. Then went Sakae for dinner with: Sista (Forever, ok Louisa), Bobochacha (ClaraBeara), Kayshini, HuiWei, Chuan Su Jean, Amanda, Claire, Zoey, Joanne, Michelle and Lydia. Ate a Premium plate in a long time! Really nice, gonna eat that whenever I go to Sakae again. The usual Fried Tofu and Salmon Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm here looking at my Report book, thinking of reasons why CBL will ever say I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a cheerful and diligent student. Congratulations! Keep up the very good effort!&lt;/span&gt; Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;And btw, it is keep up with the good effort.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you stop kidding yourself and try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Celeste needs to work hard on tucking in her shirt more since she is always seen with her shirt untucked.&lt;/span&gt; (Even though it's NOT, just that everyone gotta be just like him, all in till you can't breathe. My shirt is perfectly fine, just like everyone else. Check me one day, it will be in) &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It may take a long time to work on it and put in her 100% effort, but for a intelligent girl like Celeste, I'm sure she will succeed. She also needs to have constant reminders not to roll her eyes so much, because I think it will damage her eyes in the long run. Whatever it is, keep up the good work Celeste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'll take you to that alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114856371693531703?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114856371693531703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114856371693531703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114856371693531703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114856371693531703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/icey-cool-in-other-words-ice-is.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114847677967287862</id><published>2006-05-24T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:19:39.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under an apple tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ring a bell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guess not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114847677967287862?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114847677967287862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114847677967287862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114847677967287862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114847677967287862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/under-apple-treering-bellguess-not.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114830198691277644</id><published>2006-05-22T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:46:27.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you can't find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Missed school today! Went to watch Over the Hedge with Louisa sista. Really nice show! Then went to Queenstown. We were the earliest there so we tried the hurdles first. Did 80m hurdles time-trials and then went home. Quite a satisfying day.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe we are cleaning the school tmrw! While Sarah go and play her Hockey 6-aside at Delta!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am currently reading My Sister's Keeper by jodi Picoult. (Zoey, I also have don't come and showoff to me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114830198691277644?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114830198691277644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114830198691277644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114830198691277644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114830198691277644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-you-cant-findmissed-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114804177638940127</id><published>2006-05-19T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:29:36.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It happens again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There isn't much lessons today! Did absolutely NOTHING at all 'cept eat (alot) and sleep. Oh and Minesweeper. Then went for trng at Queenstown. Did 200m time-trials. Not that I was ever planning to compete in 2oom, but everyone supposed to try two events. Then Claire and I tried hurdles! Very fun actually! Then Yvonne Ong ask Claire, Huiwei and I to do the hurdle time-trials on Monday. Then that's not the end. When I went home I went run 10 minutes downstairs with my brother. Then we took timings for some distances etc. And actually he can really run!! I was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;And I love Calvin&amp;amp;Hobbes! I'm in the midst of reading 'Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat'&lt;br /&gt;Changing to LiveJournal soon, once I get the hang of the HTML shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114804177638940127?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114804177638940127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114804177638940127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114804177638940127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114804177638940127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-happens-againthere-isnt-much.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114795253928942862</id><published>2006-05-18T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T19:42:19.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think I am?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a while since I've posted. Nothing much 'cept for trng starting on Monday. It was so shitty, cannot breathe after every 200m. Then tuesay went to Sentosa with cg. Have to thank God that it didn't rain! : D Louisa and I were praying on the bus there. Wednesday was time-trials. It's not even trng. Only warm-up, drills then one time 400m. And I ain't gonna do 800m. Hate it forever.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost forgot: Got all my results already&lt;br /&gt;And I got 61 for Literature!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This calls for a celebration. Smth like Pass-Literature Party. That means I got a B4 for Literature!!! First time ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe we're going to have lessons tmrw. Really not gonna bring any books. Or maybe not even going school. Still got 2 more parent letters ready to be used up.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was supposed to be a bad day until sheperding.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was so so so so sleepy. And there was mass run. Then waited a full 2hours in class before getting our papers. Then was still feeling upset over the time-trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;However I learnt something really impt today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we are weak and depend on God, we become strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114795253928942862?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114795253928942862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114795253928942862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114795253928942862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114795253928942862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-do-you-think-i-amits-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114748994984348953</id><published>2006-05-13T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T11:12:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you're so far gone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you don't see the hands upheld to catch you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feeling very morning-sleepy now. Slept at arnd 12 ystd and woke up at 9.30. Very lazy to go for drums later. No interest for that place. Cos it's expensive, teacher don't know how to teach, very expensive. Went Yamaha at PS on Wednesday and took the drumming course brochure. And I have a feeling that it's not in my bag anymore. But it's only 60$!!!!!!!  Gonna discuss about it later. And I really hope we will change the day to a Friday or smth instead of a Saturday. Cos I always have to rush to Orchard and the walk from Suntec to CityHall is so long. Went shopping with Bobochacha and Louisa. Bobochacha went to cut hair for SO LONG. Be glad that I have patience! Went lots of places but didn't get anything in the end. Really felt very wasted. Actually wanted to buy Paul Frank slippers but all no stock! Then home. Went to TBP to watch Posseidon. Quite an ok movie but I think it deserves a 3-star rating instead of a 2. Have to shower soon. Time goes by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Really have no mood for anything today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114748994984348953?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114748994984348953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114748994984348953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114748994984348953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114748994984348953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/but-youre-so-far-gonethat-you-dont-see.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114736116871772824</id><published>2006-05-11T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:26:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've not met anything yet. Not just yet. But I know it'll happen one day. And, I'm not sure if I can handle it. Be it relationships or rejection. I've faced some small setbacks but I'm sure they're nothing compared to many out there.&lt;br /&gt;I won't know what to do. Yes, Lord I am afraid. I am very afraid. But the constant reminders I get from my peers just boost my confidence towards my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you fall, get up again and you'll find that there's more to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114736116871772824?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114736116871772824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114736116871772824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114736116871772824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114736116871772824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/have-faithive-not-met-anything-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114735364514282473</id><published>2006-05-11T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:20:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom I am here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Louisa is also here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gonna watch JLH (Just Like Heaven) And in case you don't know Louisa told me to type JLH. Finally Mid-years over!! : D HuiWei was really veryvery excited then she msged me 'tralalalala'!!! Crazy. Gave me a frighty.&lt;br /&gt;Right, gonna be cool and watch JLH now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114735364514282473?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114735364514282473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114735364514282473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114735364514282473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114735364514282473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/freedom-i-am-herelouisa-is-also-here.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114716630246935347</id><published>2006-05-09T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T17:18:22.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom, here i come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taking a relaxing break from Mean, Mode and Median. Quite excited for tmrw! Because it's the end of Mid-years and gng out to watch movie with cg.&lt;br /&gt;Today after Geog ran to Tanglin Mall with Clara while Huiwei, Janeen, Ethel and Miaoqun ran to Shaw Centre. AND back. On our way back, Clara TOOK THE BUS. While I ran all the way back to school. Actually we didn't really even ran to Tanglin Mall, one bus stop away. Because some lazy Bobochacha don't want. She just ran the distance between two bus stops! Next time, we do it my way ok.&lt;br /&gt;Then Bobochacha and I went to Bukit Merah to eat butter toast and drink her paopaocha.&lt;br /&gt;Really really cannot wait till tmrw!!! : D&lt;br /&gt;And also cannot wait to get my Literature paper back because I wrote my essays until very BANG!&lt;br /&gt;Also Thursday cos June's coming over to take a look at my drums and Louisa's electric guitar. Huiwei, Clara they all also coming. I will let Milo run free! And Huiwei, you cannot bring umbrella to hit him ok!&lt;br /&gt;Ok break over be back tmrw when I will be 1000000000 times happier! : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114716630246935347?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114716630246935347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114716630246935347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114716630246935347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114716630246935347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/freedom-here-i-cometaking-relaxing.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114707340892193938</id><published>2006-05-08T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:30:08.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timothy where have you been?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is the first time I came home at 2pm! : D Science paper ended at 10 then went to TBP with Clara and Sarah to eat then study. And I didn't bring my Geography tb so you know what Sarah did?! She TORE THE CHAPTERS THAT I WANTED TO STUDY FROM HER TB. Tore as in from the book. Then when I was done she stapled them tgt. I wouldn't consider her case as insane. Rather, I need some time to analyse her mental state. Then Clara had sheperding with Hannah so Sarah and I left at about 1+&lt;br /&gt;Two more days of intensive studying! : D&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Ystd, bought the UNITED WE STAND cd: D And some white watch from 25hours.&lt;br /&gt;Life is so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114707340892193938?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114707340892193938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114707340892193938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114707340892193938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114707340892193938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/timothy-where-have-you-beentoday-is.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114699904497336150</id><published>2006-05-07T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:50:44.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take, take, take it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh man, have just a vague idea on nutrient cycle for science!!! Esp the nitrogen cycle. Gonna visit sista(HAHAHA) later. Meaning Louisa. Can't believe June doesn't believe that Louisa and I are sisters(forever) Up to you to believe our words of wisdom, your loss. Sister is sick to the MAX. (Actually calling her sister very dis-gars-ting)&lt;br /&gt;Have to go studystudy now. HURHURHUR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114699904497336150?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114699904497336150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114699904497336150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114699904497336150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114699904497336150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/05/take-take-take-it-alloh-man-have-just.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114640999189831750</id><published>2006-04-30T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:13:12.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair-tearing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having a usual exhausting talk on MSN with Sarah now. So I resorted to call her to explain the matter. And then she agreed and asked me to call her handphone. Then I did 3 times, and all 3 times she rejected my call. Why? Because she was talking on the HANDPHONE with Shona. ASK ME TO CALL YOUR HANDPHONE FOR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;Think going to study at TBP tmrw morning at 10am with Shanna and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I was super hardworking : D Louisa came over to burn midnight oil with me. I studied Geography till LESSON 32!!!I went to bed at about 1 plus, and Louisa 3 plus!!!! Crazy study pig. And she woke up at EIGHT AM to STUDY more. Today, I am so sleepy, I cannot even study at all. Really feel very guilty. Think I will sleep now and then tmrw can study to the MAX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114640999189831750?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114640999189831750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114640999189831750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114640999189831750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114640999189831750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/hair-tearinghaving-usual-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114631841037360874</id><published>2006-04-29T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:46:50.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOAL!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Really cannot believe Jaey fell off the stool while drumming last week and this week. After service went to Grandma's house to celebrate Bryan's birthday. Really can't stand living in a house with that now 10-year-old pig. Ok, so I wanted to save precious time and brought my Geography to study. (And I type out the notes) And which stupid computer have no Microsoft Word at least? I tell you: Uncle's. Ok, I was so damn pissed. So someone (forgot who, was in the midst of anger and frustration) suggested Notepad. Like Notepad?!!?!?! Mad or something? So I searched for Wordpad. DON'T EVEN HAVE WORDPAD OK? I went to dl Wordpad in the end. And I studied only 3 chapters. Great time saved! Now, I have to transfer all to Word later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We could be more than just amazing" Ring a bell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114631841037360874?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114631841037360874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114631841037360874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114631841037360874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114631841037360874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/goal-really-cannot-believe-jaey-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114611910628956593</id><published>2006-04-27T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T14:25:06.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Down with: Stomach Flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When: Last night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why: MAYBE COS I DON'T KNOW THAT'S WHY I'M HERE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, that's why I was absent from school today. And you know what? I'm supposed to take my Literature test now. In fact, if I went to school, I would have completed it! So I studied so hard for the Literature test ystd for staying at home and blaming it on my stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;Time's passing by so fast I can't believe tmrw's EL mid years already. As in ALREADY. And there's lots of ants on my desk WHY?! I hate ants. So I should start rolling and taking out my books to revise. But damn, it kills the mood. When I think about starting, I won't feel like starting. And come to think about it, I have no idea how to study for EL.&lt;br /&gt;Think I will self train tmrw. After sheperding. Hope Huiwei wants to run tmrw. Cos the last time I ran was on Monday at Sarah's house. Where she locked me in the gym. (You need the resident card to go in and out, so she went out with the card and never ever went back in)&lt;br /&gt;And there are really a lot of dead ants on my table now. I can't tolerate it. I really hate ants to the core. Oh I mean I dislike ants to the last point before hatred. It's God's creation after all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God is so Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114611910628956593?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114611910628956593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114611910628956593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114611910628956593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114611910628956593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/down-with-stomach-flu-when-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114570796101397819</id><published>2006-04-22T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T20:12:41.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screenwriting an apology (One, one, one that I know nothing about)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drums today was so hilarious ok. Then rushed to Somerset. Met Jieying, Clara and Janeen. Clara has a disgusting cut on her palm. Took some time to wash it then went to TCC to have lunch. Then Joanne, Huiwei and Stephanie joined us. And eventually we were late for service. After that Huiwei and Hazel walked me to my bus stop then they went to the MRT station at Orchard. Thanks for walking me!! : D &lt;/div&gt;Ok Janeen, here's your picture!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/320/DSCN1789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haha, Janeen playing the drums and speaking to the camera!!! Now do you believe me?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another picture of Clara I will upload another day. One at a time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114570796101397819?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114570796101397819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114570796101397819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114570796101397819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114570796101397819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/screenwriting-apology-one-one-one-that.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114560764549057564</id><published>2006-04-21T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:20:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something, something, something gray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having a tiring conversation on MSN with Sarah now, as usual, tiring. She makes my blood boil till it evaporates. I missed out quite alot on Math and they went throught Map-Reading during Geography. I can't understand maps! Yesterday was the best day of this month!! The reason is because I lay in bed whole day and did nothing! Except read a book called 'America' which is not a very good book compared to E.R Frank's other novels. Then i slept alot too. Cos of the drowsy cough muxture. I actually intend to do the same today-laze around and read Calvin and Hobbes but I don't feel like it now.&lt;br /&gt;Janeen's going to put her braces on today. Can't wait to see her and take a picture! Then put it on!! Tmrw's my chance!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Clara and her "invincible" clan is taking advantage of my mighty clan. Seeing that I am absent, they sneaked up on Yingmin!!!! GRR, pay dearly!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114560764549057564?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114560764549057564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114560764549057564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114560764549057564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114560764549057564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-something-something.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114545178683061748</id><published>2006-04-19T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:05:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've made it here, you've come so far, don't look back, just know, the Lord will always be there for you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I just read the preaching that Clara emailed to me. And I must say, God never ever fails to amaze me in everything that He does. Like sending Clara to send the email, showering me in blessings everyday and much more. The Lord's great love for us really amazes me. This msg really assures me of God's love for me, that He will never leave me even during the times of hardship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Footprints&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;other times there were one set of footprints. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This bothered me because I noticed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that during the low periods of my life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could see only one set of footprints.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I said to the Lord, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You promised me Lord, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that if I followed you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you would walk with me always. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord replied, "The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Stevenson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114545178683061748?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114545178683061748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114545178683061748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114545178683061748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114545178683061748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/youve-made-it-here-youve-come-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114544442519566094</id><published>2006-04-19T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:00:25.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Long Wait is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/1600/DSCN1788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/320/DSCN1788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/1600/DSCN1788.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, there you go, silly Clara. (Actually got a funnier picture of her. But she is so smelly, she went to delete it) But LOOK AT HER HAND. WHAT DOES SHE THINK SHE IS?! She is laughing like some pig like that just stare at the picture. May not be very funny, but I have no other choice : (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114544442519566094?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114544442519566094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114544442519566094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114544442519566094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114544442519566094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-wait-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114543550923069060</id><published>2006-04-19T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:31:49.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Down with Disgusting Clan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ystd, had a pleasant surprise from Louisa, HuiWei, Clara and Janeen. I'm home sick from ystd. They came and visit me!!! Really very touched by them. Got really silly pictures of Clara! Hahahahaha, it's pay back time. What with all that "Ruhua" nonsense!!!! I have a really funny and stupid picture of her that I will put up tmrw. Not now, really sleepy. And actually I have funny pictures of Janeen too! And Louisa! (Of course I have stupid pictures of you, hehheh) As for HuiWei, I failed miserably. Oh!! Actually I have a stupid picture of her too!!!!!! Now I can threatened them, if they ever dare to do anything stupid..&lt;br /&gt;Literature test tmrw. Haven't even finished studying. Just had fever at 2pm till now. Gonna visit the doctor again later. She will surely think I've gone mad whole day go see her. Just went ystd morning.&lt;br /&gt;AND YINGMIN YOU BETTER NOT JOIN THE DISGUSTING CLAN!!!!!! OR I WILL GET BACK AT YOU!!!!! BETTER NOT!! (AND I AM NOT A HUMAN FLOWER) After two days of my absence, Yingmin had several attacks from the disgusting clan. Guess the clan cannot do without me! : D But, don't fret my fellow clanmates! I will be back, STRONGER, MORE POWERFUL THAN EVER!!! The disgusting clan will suffer horribly under my hands!!!! As for now, just bear with it. The pain is worth it!!! Cos when I'm back..... the disgusting clan may never strike again!&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to what I was saying, should I&lt;br /&gt;#1 Go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;#2 Go watch Tv&lt;br /&gt;#3 Try to read CID&lt;br /&gt;#4 Test my temperature?&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll do #4. It takes the least effort. And I'm actually somehow hoping my fever won't subside so soon. Cos I still haven't finished studying Literature!!! Then I will fail if I get well and go to school! Which is not a good thing! But think of my clanmates! Got to alert SuJean and Amanda! Tell them the disgusting clan has been attacking! They'll have to hatch an evil plot by hook or by crook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114543550923069060?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114543550923069060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114543550923069060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114543550923069060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114543550923069060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/down-with-disgusting-clanystd-had.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114517664108935730</id><published>2006-04-16T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:37:21.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mondays are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Clara is here now. We are preparing our home economics test tmrw. We just practised cooking the stupid fried noodles and of course, as expected mine turned out so much better than her's! Clara's chicken so burnt and so salty!!! That's the reason why I can't go down to Gombak. Sorry Louisa and Zoey:(&lt;br /&gt;Ystd's service was really enjoyable. In fact every single one is really great! Then had games after dinner. JUNE, JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE, I'LL GET YOU BACK&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Clara's gonna die really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114517664108935730?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114517664108935730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114517664108935730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114517664108935730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114517664108935730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/mondays-are-blue-claras-gonna-die.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114501666364453199</id><published>2006-04-14T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:11:03.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mere words cannot describe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAHAHA, I JUST MADE A GREAT DISCOVERY!! CLAIRE YEO HAS A CRUSH ON THE WESTERN STALL AUNTIE. I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT! I HAVE EVIDENCE. OK NOT REALLY. BUT SHE PUT HER PICTURE AS HER DP!!!!!!!! FINGERS NOT FAST ENOUGH TO TAKE SCREEN SHOT!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I had an experience, one that I've never ever gone through before. A feeling that's beyond words to describe. One that will be etched in my memory as I grow in God.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114501666364453199?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114501666364453199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114501666364453199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114501666364453199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114501666364453199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/mere-words-cannot-describewahaha-i.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114475510450839496</id><published>2006-04-11T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:31:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Totally Tomato!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Janeen(The noisynoisynoisy) and Clara(The noisiernoisiernoisier) are at my house now. They just wanted to 'check out' my drums(As Janeen told her mother) but they ended up leaving chaos behind. They're gng to leave now I think. And they are EATING IN MY ROOM.:@&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, decided not to close my blog because I think I will never ever open it if I really do.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamt that I woke up really dizzy and I feel like vomitting, then this morning, I REALLY WOKE UP DIZZY. Until like after recess than I felt much better. But before I went to school my mom gave me some medicine and she never told me it may cause drowsiness. SO DURING ENGLISH AND CHINESE I FELT SO SLEEPY!!! Assembly was really a waste of time. It's about some Student Forum thing? Which students were supposed to voice their suggestions and opinions whatever. Really sucks the fun out of assembly(Not that assemblies are fun, but recently it wasn't so bad when Ronin came over)&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch and then caregroup session! Another great day! Ok smelly Clara wants me to walk her to the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114475510450839496?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114475510450839496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114475510450839496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114475510450839496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114475510450839496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/totally-tomatojaneenthe.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114456425953319262</id><published>2006-04-09T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:30:59.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWN, COMING SOON, MAYBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114456425953319262?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114456425953319262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114456425953319262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114456425953319262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114456425953319262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/down-coming-soon-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114450619445804396</id><published>2006-04-08T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T22:23:14.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My only desire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Really hate funfairs alot. Because:&lt;br /&gt;1. I waste a whole load of money(Especially today)&lt;br /&gt;2. Headache&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot&lt;br /&gt;4. Crowded like shit&lt;br /&gt;5. Stupid&lt;br /&gt;Let's elaborate more on each point.&lt;br /&gt;1. Crescent brought in the Uncle Ringo funfair rides. 7$ and 6$. WTH?! You know I was frrrrrrrrr angry because I ended up with NO MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;2. So noisy, who won't get headache.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a little claustrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;5. Waste time maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's enough reasons to convince someone to not visit a funfair again. I woke up at frrrrrrr 7.30AM on a Saturday morning. To sit and collect coupons for frrrrrrrrrrrr 2 hours. Then WeiQing took sucha a frrrrrrrrrrr long time to arrive. YOU KNOW HOW FRRRRRRRRR LONG SHANNA AND I WAITED FOR YOU OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, don't think about the bad things today. After that, Sarah's mom brought Sarah and I to her house. washed my hair there, while she showered. Then cabbed to my house. My turn to shower, cabbed again to PS. Swensens to celebrate Nadia's birthday which was very long ago. Then walked around, met Clara and went home with her. Took cab AGAIN from her house to home cos Harbour Front so quiet later you know. Ok, I think I spent so much money today that can last me a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one more time, all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114450619445804396?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114450619445804396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114450619445804396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114450619445804396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114450619445804396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-only-desirereally-hate-funfairs.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114441428956856283</id><published>2006-04-07T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:51:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think I can handle this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hate braces forever. I'm in so much bloody pain ok. Plus today was a great dready, bad moody day. It was real bad. Can't even eat. Wth, like tmrw's when all the food stalls are gng to have nice food eh! What a coincidence! I can't eat and there! I can't even have dinner! How great is that, I mean like I can lose weight!!! Amazing! Wonder when I can ever have this opportunity again!! WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK?! LIFE SUCKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114441428956856283?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114441428956856283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114441428956856283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114441428956856283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114441428956856283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-think-i-can-handle-thishate.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114415737971682723</id><published>2006-04-04T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:29:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Earth to the Cross,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Cross to the Grave,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Grave to the Sky,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord I Lift Your Name On High.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, was super sleepy in class. Kept myself awake in Chinese by drawing faces on my bi ji book. Then talked alot to Sarah about some confidential matters and she made it pretty funny, so today, didn't really pay attention in class, seriously. Shall stay alert tmrw or I will not be able to understand Geometry.&lt;br /&gt;Great news: Officially joined HopeChurch! And attended my first caregroup meeting today. HuiWei is my sheperd!! From the way she talks to me about things, I am sure she will make a great one.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then my drumkit arrived and the man took like 1hour plus to set it up. But it makes a horrible Indian-sounding like sound when I hit the toms and the snare. Think I'll need to buy the plastic rings etc. My room looks like a stage now. Cool hur, then maybe Louisa and Michelle and jamm here. But I have no microphone for Michelles, ahem, beautiful voice.&lt;br /&gt;Ok have to go BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114415737971682723?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114415737971682723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114415737971682723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114415737971682723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114415737971682723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-earth-to-crossfrom-cross-to.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114328965401234374</id><published>2006-03-25T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:27:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SPH relays today. Can't comment. No mood at all ok, frrrrr tired. But Claire was being veryveryvery.... HAHAHA. She won't stop 'bouncing' to the music blasting through the speakers. Btw, I find it very funny when they played the horse racing sounds when the runners run. And they shouldn't even play music to 'spice up' the atmosphere because I think I'm gng deaf really soon. Then went home the train ride so long thought I would fall asleep on the pole.&lt;br /&gt;Shit have to go need to do frrrrrrr zuo wen. Told my teacher I forgot to bring on Sports Day.. Blarh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114328965401234374?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114328965401234374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114328965401234374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114328965401234374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114328965401234374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/corresponding-shapes-like-puzzle.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114319691215626169</id><published>2006-03-24T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:41:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE PANKHURST VERY MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Best day of school this year!!!!! In fact, if I don't think hard enough, best day of school ever!!!! :D Sports Day. Honestly speaking, I was actually dreading Sports Day after I ran for Sports Heats. How ironic! It's is actually so fun. The cheers were awesome, my 4by4 run was great (We got 2nd:D), mascot competition Pankhurst got 1st!! &amp; cheering competition, FIRST!! Then we were made to wear hairbands with red feelers during the cheers, and mine's with Sarah. Ok, wait, I HOPE it is with Sarah. After that went to eat at Galilee with Clara, Claire, Louisa, Kayshini, Janeen, Shu Xian and Yenfang. At first we were given fliers/flyers(?) that said the Bistro place has a 50% off thing so we were pretty excited and charged into that Bistro. But.... All the food so expensive, 50% off also will dig a hole in my pocket! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT ALSO.. Only under certain conditions, does the 50% off thing work. And the certain conditions are very rare as you can see.. So we were left with no other choice to leave without ordering. Quite embarrassing. So that's how we ended up in Galilee. Then went to watch hockey B Div finals match. Very sad, really very sad.&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies!!&lt;br /&gt;Claire: REALLY?! Never knew you had such an observant eye Claire!&lt;br /&gt;Weiqing: Don't need to go all vulgar and emotional about the matter, I have got everything under control!&lt;br /&gt;Janeen: All the time you fell for it. You only poked back for revenge! So, not counted!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jaey: Ya.. Let's request for another teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Tai Bang Le!!!!!!! Wo zhen de tai bang le!!!(haha)&lt;br /&gt;Yingming: Thanks! I'm sure you did your best too! Please don't fret over it!:D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pankhurst &lt;/span&gt;zhen shi tai bang le!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114319691215626169?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114319691215626169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114319691215626169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114319691215626169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114319691215626169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-love-pankhurst-very-muchbest-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114285831584637360</id><published>2006-03-20T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:38:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT A DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Firstly was first day of stinking school. Don't know why starting to seriously (c rius lee) hate school. Really hating school so much that I was actually VERY looking forward to trng today! &amp; I like that feeling:D Secondly is that everyone, EVERYONE kept hitting me one place or another. Especially Clara with her poking-pple-in-the-face-thing. But I kept doing it to Janeen and everytime she fell for it!! Hahaha! Thirdly, Home Econs. No explanation needed. I'm actually thinking, if I'm dragging my feet to Home Econs every week, how am I gonna survive D&amp;amp;T next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one good thing. Jaey and I are running SPH on Saturday, so that means..... Cancelled drumming lessons!!(Talking about drums.... Hmm,  Louisa?!!) Oh ya, need to go call Wei Qing to inform her and calm her down(Look at the tagboard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now comes the most exciting part: trng! Not that I'm obsessed/addicted or anything, but I just enjoyed trng to the fullest today! Felt really satisfied after workout. Then Claire, Louisa and I bought to 1.5Litre bottles of 100 Plus. Couldn't finish it. Want to know the fate of the last half bottle of 100 Plus? I dropped it and it rolled to the road. &amp;amp; obviously I will NOT risk my dear life to save.. Uhm, some kinda drink which is sold everywhere. Wonder if it got run over by a car! That would be hilarious. Then imagine someone walking beside! Then Louisa said that if she was lonely she would... To find out more, tune in to part 2!! (Time to watch So You Think You Can Dance!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114285831584637360?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114285831584637360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114285831584637360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114285831584637360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114285831584637360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-dayfirstly-was-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114268967321396311</id><published>2006-03-18T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:47:53.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up/Down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Drumming today was just bad, really bad. The new (gay) teacher gets high on sunshine. (It says on his pink shirt "Sunshine makes me high" or smth like that) Can't stand it, can't believe Boey really have to go. Don't know if he's coming back. Think we'll go Yamaha. It's cheaper, no gay teachers(I hope) and the drumkits are so much better. Can't elaborate more, no mood. Went watch Yours, Mine and Ours with Louisa just now at Grand Great World. Good show, really funny and sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114268967321396311?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114268967321396311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114268967321396311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114268967321396311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114268967321396311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/updowndrumming-today-was-just-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114259499921543904</id><published>2006-03-17T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T19:29:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just not lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, piano in the morning. Did homework &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and awesome! &lt;em&gt;Not &lt;/em&gt;all done! Not actually intending to do Literature. But at least I completed my Math and Geography. And I'll do my English tonight. That leaves Science(Which I tried hard to do but failing eventually, which means I'm not gng to do it) and Literature. Notice how fast I can do things. Oh, I bet there's Chinese. But I'm too lazy to call Yeewen and she's not online. So I guess I won't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114259499921543904?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114259499921543904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114259499921543904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114259499921543904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114259499921543904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-not-luckytoday-piano-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114250951593517730</id><published>2006-03-16T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T19:45:15.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky</title><content type='html'>Went to Raffles Town Club to cut my hair. And Jason is so hip, cool, funny, funky(Claire... Funky eh!) He's the one who cut my hair. My mom went there for cut, treatment and colour too. Total cost was very expensive but my mom had like 300$ vouchers and more to come as time progresses! And very good, the new Seventeen magazine is finally on sale and I flipped to the subcription page. Alas, the gift is so disgusting. Guess I'll have to wait till next month. I'm actually quite sick of going out to buy Seventeen. &amp;amp; I have to pay for it if I'm not with my mom. I'm running low on cash recently.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Habbo to the very core. Hate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I don't know if I should go to turf city tmrw. And Zoey invited me to go watch her friend do break-dancing competition at Cineleisure. Cool hur. Alright, good luck for all those running tmrw!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114250951593517730?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114250951593517730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114250951593517730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114250951593517730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114250951593517730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/unlucky.html' title='Unlucky'/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114243121605353313</id><published>2006-03-15T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:00:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's blessings everyday&lt;br /&gt;Trng today at school. Went earlier to do homework with Hui Wei, Claire and Janeen. &amp;amp; there was a stupid dead cockraoch on the floor and Claire kept thinking I kicked it cos it moved from one place to another. Obviously it wasn't me, why would I want to have anything to do with a dead cockroach!!?!?! And that Hui Wei!! Tangled my used up correction tape around the whole table!!!!!!!! While I was busily doing my Math, how immature. Trng was quite exhausting especially for the pushups and all. Then went to Tanglin for dinner with Hui Wei and Claire. What a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114243121605353313?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114243121605353313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114243121605353313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114243121605353313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114243121605353313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/gods-blessings-everyday-trng-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114234791119555261</id><published>2006-03-14T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:51:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>White Noise&lt;br /&gt;That previous post was obviously Louisa. We both created Habbos and we went into 'Rita sweet home' Then we pissed the shit outta her. Btw, fellow Habbos, feel free to add mugger(me) and qake(Louisa)!! Although we won't really go play that stupid game any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to school for Literature mass lecture. 2hours. 2 freaking hours. Then WAITED for Louisa while she happily had her Chemistry lessons until 2. During that time, Hui Wei and I went to Mobil for instant noodles. Then went to town with Louisa. Supposed to watch Yours, Mine and Ours but there wasn't any time that suit us. So we went to Wheelock to see Crumplers and  drank Double Chocolate. Then Louisa came my house to do homework and jigsaw puzzle. Completed the border already! That's why I'm Jigsaw King. &amp; Louisa, not so great, Jigsaw Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok playing habbo so stupid BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114234791119555261?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114234791119555261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114234791119555261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114234791119555261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114234791119555261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/white-noise-that-previous-post-was.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114234356711239803</id><published>2006-03-14T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T21:39:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Habbo is so dumbby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Louisa &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;found her EOP&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And Rita is a stupid dum dum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jigsaw puzzle roxx Celeste is King I am Queen :))))))))))))))))))))))))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celeste was more likable when she was Sec1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(True/False)?/???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pls vote thnx 4 ur cooperation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114234356711239803?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114234356711239803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114234356711239803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114234356711239803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114234356711239803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/habbo-is-so-dumbbylouisa-found-her-eop.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114165244062509537</id><published>2006-03-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:40:41.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heard it, think it's enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't stand it, Clara cannot stop laughing cos my cheek is swollen from the operation just now. It is so pain ok, and I am being really mean to Clara cos I'm in a very bad mood, sorry Clara:(&lt;br /&gt;But the good thing is.. I get 3 days MC!!!! &lt;strong&gt;THREE FREAKING DAYS!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; AHAHAHAHAA. Rented videos from Video Ezy just now. 'A Lot Like Love' :D:D &amp;amp; 'The Island'. Think I'll spend the long and painful day tmrw watching TV while Sarah can go to school and study!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, life is so good (when I get MC).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114165244062509537?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114165244062509537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114165244062509537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114165244062509537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114165244062509537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/heard-it-think-its-enoughcant-stand-it.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114148763449937893</id><published>2006-03-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:53:54.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another episode to endure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I guess I need to accept everyone. Stop being who I am. I'm getting really sick of it. I wish I can be given the chance to be washed clean again. To be pure, waiting for me to spread the dirt, but keep on waiting, I won't be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if one day I disappear from your life. The reason simply is cos I'll be too ashamed to face you. Maybe you'll be happy that I keep away, but I'm sorry for the reason why I'm doing that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114148763449937893?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114148763449937893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114148763449937893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114148763449937893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114148763449937893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-episode-to-endurewell-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114138990578013611</id><published>2006-03-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T21:33:43.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't really matter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the eye is seeing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause I'm in love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with the inner being&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Attended house practice instead of trng at Macritchie today (Cos it's AT MACRITCHIE!?!!) There's some competition again tmrw so Claire told me today's workout was light, but so was house practice!! Got back all of m results for common tests except for Math. &gt;:( Can't wait to get it back ok?! Quite pleased with most of my results:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother to say anything, I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enough. Of. Your. Connections. Whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114138990578013611?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114138990578013611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114138990578013611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114138990578013611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114138990578013611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/doesnt-really-matterwhat-eye-is.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114125891067921876</id><published>2006-03-02T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T08:21:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ash Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to church at night. After track, though I didn't go for track. Did fitching Math in the canteen with Clara. Hate the new chapter. Waited to go home with Louisa. Then Claire took alot of pictures of Clara looking very stupid. So as you know, the 'Red Camera' on the tagboard is Clara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114125891067921876?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114125891067921876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114125891067921876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114125891067921876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114125891067921876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/ash-wednesdaywent-to-church-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114118792270322975</id><published>2006-03-01T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T12:38:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mentally Unstable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now I know why Zoey always can blog in school. Cos our class is at E block now(temporarily, I hope, cos it's 4 stories?!) &amp; all the sites aren't blocked. Cool hur.&lt;br /&gt;Ystd, went to Scotts food court for lunch with Mayumi and Louisa. Then Mayumi left for tuition. Went around and kinda stalked Zoey:D Hahaha, quite funny, cannot stop laughing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then rented Legally Blonde 2 from Video Ezy. Went to Louisa's house, did Math, and watched the show. What a great day though I forgot to do my Chinese:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114118792270322975?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114118792270322975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114118792270322975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114118792270322975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114118792270322975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/03/mentally-unstablenow-i-know-why-zoey.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114104161574444626</id><published>2006-02-27T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T20:00:16.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take note: I won't care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Got back Geography and English common test papers today. Am quite pleased with my marks espcially Geography. Sport heats day 2 was quite ok. I didn't run 1500m. I have an MC. But I still went early cos I'm the talented and responsible sports leader:D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I need to go toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114104161574444626?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114104161574444626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114104161574444626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114104161574444626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114104161574444626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/take-note-i-wont-caregot-back.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114095121086100847</id><published>2006-02-26T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:53:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rotten.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.rotten.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Tennis today was not very good. Because we ran alot. &amp;amp; I ran the 2nd most in my group. Gonna have fried rice for dinner later and Math common test tmrw. Louisa's gonna come up and help me with Math later.&lt;br /&gt;Not running 1500m tmrw for I am not fit to do so. MATH SUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114095121086100847?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114095121086100847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114095121086100847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114095121086100847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114095121086100847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/www.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114087499710301763</id><published>2006-02-25T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T21:43:17.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are we the waiting?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmmmmmm.. What a disaster-turned-out-to-be-ok day. First was Nicholas the noisy thing woke me up at 9AM in the MORNING!!!! Making me so tired and sleepy for the whole day! Watched Fairly God Parents and Danny Phantom on Nickelodeon before getting ready to go for drumming lessons. Mom fetched me there. As usual, we made noise, a lot of noise in the room. Think I need to get ear plugs, or maybe even ear muffs when Jaey and Wei Qing are around. Then Jaey who was in the first place supposedly gng to study with me in Suntec happily went to town with Rachael and the friend. (I'm trying to say I am so pissed, very seriously pissed) So met Louisa and waited for her to finish her guitar lessons. Shan't reveal what I did during that 45 minutes, too stupid. But I did Maths at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have terrible sunburn from ystd. My face hurts so badly whenever I touch it. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;After Louisa finished, took train to Clementi and then cabbed to Holy Cross for catechism class. I'd say it was quite interesting though Louisa and I were in different groups. (Not a bad thing ok Louisa) Attended sunset mass and Louisa's mom brought us home. Just had piano lessons and I am having a terrible headache. But I have to shower and do math. What a way to end my day! Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114087499710301763?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114087499710301763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114087499710301763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114087499710301763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114087499710301763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-we-waiting-after-louisa-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114078131368913877</id><published>2006-02-24T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:41:53.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Meal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No, I didn't have Happy Meal today. Though I was really down in the dumps. It all started today=Sports heat day 1. It sucked. Ok, no, I sucked. Yes, I had to take over Su Jean for 800m(didn't I say I will 100% not run for her?!!) Then I was really too tired for 400m(which I am truly bluely made to run hahahaha) So I did really bad for 400m, but I realise in the end I didn't do my best for both 800m and 400m!!!! &gt;:( Ok, I don't really give a damn if I do well for 800m cos I'm not made to run 800m and I was running for Su Jean. But for 400m!! I was not tired at the end ok?! I ran too slow at the beginning and by the time I realise my constant speed was too slow, uhm, too late? I need to plan 400m thouroughly. Stupid, ok? But for parluuf, which was so very very fun, Pankhurst got 3rd!! Almost won Bronte to get 2nd! I'm gng to run parluuf again 2 years later ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Hui Wei and I went to Tanglin Macs for food/dinner. Didn't have Happy Meal. Hate Macdonalds and will never eat from there for at least 3 months. Mom picked me up and slept in the car. Exhausted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths common test Monday. Need to study tonight. Supposed to cut hair tmrw, but I have church! &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114078131368913877?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114078131368913877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114078131368913877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114078131368913877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114078131368913877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-meal.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114069162206174910</id><published>2006-02-23T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:47:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Someone old, No-one new &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That's why I'm confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got some pictures baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/320/DSCN1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah, that's Jaey and I on the train to Hougang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3492/624/320/DSCN1619.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bhaama, Wynne, Me and Sarah (Notice that Sarah's eyes are red in the middle)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basket, it's taking a so very long time to upload since I'm uploading pictures in Friendster as well. Think I'll really upload the rest when I have so much time to spare I would go bungee jumping.I'm so caught in the middle of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;Common test(s)(The last one's on Monday) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;Sports heats (Tmrw is the first day, my heart is pumping non-stop heats) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;Sleepless nights (Insonmia really sucks the life outta you) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;Exhausted school days (Especially during Math)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was dance today (part of Creative Arts) I think it was quite interesting and fun. Yes, &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;. At first I thought it was going to be so weird and awkward dancing in front of my classmates, but everyone's doing it! And oh my goodness, the dance teacher (Ok, forgot her name:D) can dance like WHOO. So sexy!! But she kept praising the girl next to me, making me feel so inferior. We have to dance to this Jazz thing and the song was very nice! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sports heats tmrw, I'm really feeling very very unprepared. Even more unprepared for 1500m on Monday's heats. Think I will really go to the doctor's on Sunday for an MC. But I'll still go to school and leave class early to go to the stadium (Cos I'm a &lt;strong&gt;talented &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;responsible&lt;/strong&gt; Sports leader) &amp; Su Jean better be ok, cos I am 100% positive that I will not have the courage and energy to run 800m for her &lt;strong&gt;OK&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh btw, Clara is here and she is importing Hilary Duff's songs into her own computer hahahahahahaha. I knew it, she secretly idolise Hilary!! Maybe I'll buy her the new Hilary Duff's CD for her! She'll probably give me a sarcastic face, but in her heart, she'll be jumping for joy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, almost half of my class (come to think of it, maybe half) was locked outside the hall for PBL session. Cos we were (uhm) &lt;em&gt;3minutes&lt;/em&gt; late. I was both happy (cos PBL sucks maybe?) and worried (don't know if I'll get demerit for being 'late') However, Ms Chan came out of the auditorium and 'invited' us in. I suspect she is bias towards our class. She's always so nice to us and so mean to Clara, which is a good thing for us. &amp;amp; tada, no demerit because Kayshini the chairperson marked everyone locked outside as present!!! Oh hail Kayshini! Yeah, then after that Clara, Hui Wei, Ying Min and I went to Tanglin Macs for food. And I'm quite unhappy that Macdonalds don't have cheeseburger meal. Only have the Happy Meal(no offence to those Happy Meal lovers, but what a stupid name, is it supposed to make you happy or smth?). So I ordered that and Hui Wei took the toy, some Pokemon thing. We talked about Sports heats alot there. Quite confidential. Then when we were about to leave I dropped my phone on the floor and Hui Wei was saying 'Lucy, Lucy' But I said "MY NAME IS NOT LUCY OK" &amp; Hui Wei actually said 'gong xi' not 'Lucy' Urps. Then the three immature, childish poots started calling me that. &amp;amp; I can't believe Hazel's sister called Ying Min mature, not very right, right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Daisians 100%  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114069162206174910?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114069162206174910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114069162206174910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114069162206174910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114069162206174910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/someone-old-no-one-new-thats-why-im.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-114032878170385588</id><published>2006-02-19T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:59:41.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i love jaey's birthday blogger post for me! :D very touching ok, i just couldn't hold back my tears anymore. love jaey forever!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i'm down with flu because of, hmm let me think, SARAH THE PIG. she happily went to school when she knew her sickness is contagious, AND I SIT NEXT TO HER OK OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;ystd, woke up feeling very sick, but i knew i had to overcome my weakness and get on with my day's activities. watched nickelodean(doesn't look like it's spelt this way) until time to go to suntec for drumming. after drumming went to cityhall station to meet gretchen and sarah. took train down to hougang(wynne's house) took cab to her house from mrt station. pple who went were: sarah, gretchen, weiqing, jaey, ME, shanna, bhaama, shona and yeah wynne. very few pple but i find it quite peaceful and quite nice. i wouldn't even call it a party, more of a gathering. but shona only came at like 8pm. before that we ate the ice cream cake that WYNNE bought for ME. and it was melting like nobody's business. i even got cake on my nice and white hula and co. shirt ok. then we played catching, I ALWAYS CATCHER ONE LOR. after that jaey and shanna carried the terribly melted cake to the dustbin and SMART LA, SHANNA TRIPPED OVER SOMETHING AND THE CAKE PIAK ON THE FLOOR. AND GOT CAKE ALL OVER THEM. quite hilarious. went long john's for food. i ate most disgusting salad in my whole entire life.(cos i was sick and couldn't eat fried stuff) it sucks ok. we did nothing much but sit and talk and take pictures. gretchen and i were saying how sarah is a cam-whore. HAHAHA. see her camera and you know. shona finally arrived and we ate ROTI-PRATA!!!! hahahaha, just like old times. then my mom came and sent 3 pple home. and tada!! oh ya bhaama was telling me stories about Singapore Sports School. i wish bryan will go there when he reaches sec 1. so i will not see him from mondays to fridays. (sounds very mean, but sometimes i really cannot stand him)&lt;br /&gt;very good, science commontest tmrw, not even halfway through the chapters.&lt;br /&gt;p.s think i will post some pictures for viewing next time i blogg:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-114032878170385588?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/114032878170385588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=114032878170385588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114032878170385588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/114032878170385588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/againi-love-jaeys-birthday-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113973890082650835</id><published>2006-02-12T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:08:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Night, One More Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;conferencing on the phone with sarah and wynne now, talking about the party. confirmed already(finally sia):D&lt;br /&gt;ystd&lt;br /&gt;wq missed drumming cos she was sick. and URH Boey so irritating. same as last week. then jaey and i met up sarah in town to buy shona's present. then the rest came and they bought stuff too. then the foursome(me, shanna, sarah and wynne) took cab to pines first, and we were there later then the rest.&lt;br /&gt;ok one word to describe last night: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.(sia)&lt;br /&gt;love it!:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;GOT MY NEW RACEKT:D but the cover for it sucks. kanasai. but hey i got a &lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt; racket:D and now i'm trying to study for lit test tmrw. no idea how to, it's unseen prose(hate unseen, always fail)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113973890082650835?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113973890082650835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113973890082650835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113973890082650835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113973890082650835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-night-one-more-timeconferencing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113957111775909808</id><published>2006-02-10T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T19:31:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touch like, taste like fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Les Choristes&lt;/span&gt;! i'm gng to purchase the DVD!! :D awesome movie, watched it during music lessons cos lots of students weren't in class so ms seow played it for us!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, got back maths test, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDANDAND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, i got........................&lt;br /&gt;9/20 GREAT! like the best result i have ever gotten!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ate kayshini's pineapple tarts during geog(hahahaha) kay was like 'you want pen?' (pen refers to pineapple tart) quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;before track we played blindman in the canteen and lulu was the man. she felt a bag and started &lt;em&gt;feeling&lt;/em&gt; it(molesting it!!) cos she thought it was someone, how retarded she looked ok.&lt;br /&gt;workout for track was run to botanic gardens(more of tanglin mall) and back, then sprint down carpark hill 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;went to mobil with clara, kay and joanne to eat. WTH, I LEFT MY WATER BOTTLE THERE?!!!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Les Choristes is the best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113957111775909808?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113957111775909808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113957111775909808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113957111775909808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113957111775909808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/touch-like-taste-like-fireles.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113939545729973944</id><published>2006-02-08T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:44:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love.Lies.Disco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;practised discus during P.E today, and i can't believe i am deproving. the more i threw the shorter the distance.&lt;br /&gt;CIP hours at peace haven and we played some game with the elderly. and some of them made some pretty little plastic beaded crosses that you iron after you complete so that they stick tgt. so &lt;em&gt;peaceful&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;visited mobil before home. and i bought magnum! (or magmun) but that cost me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.60&lt;/span&gt; wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113939545729973944?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113939545729973944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113939545729973944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113939545729973944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113939545729973944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/love.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113931392673886290</id><published>2006-02-07T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T20:05:26.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&amp;Cars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today is a shit day. because:&lt;br /&gt;1. i got back chinese test and i only got 51&lt;br /&gt;2. maths test was shit until cannot shit&lt;br /&gt;3. super tired (cos of ystd's killer trng)&lt;br /&gt;4. mass run sucks to the core&lt;br /&gt;5. it's a school day, what do you expect&lt;br /&gt;think i won't be able to take higher chinese. just can't take the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEACHER&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NONSENSE&lt;/span&gt;. all of them are not doing me any good. for mass run huiwei clara and i ran slow cos we always do ok. then i walked huiwei up to her class so she gave me baby milk biscuits(wangwang)&lt;br /&gt;i ate in chinese to fill my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hunger&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment on math test until i get it back. you get the hint&lt;br /&gt;got to find ms saifa to sign my letter. can't find her all the time. wth, they'll give me demerit how sucky is that.&lt;br /&gt;went to tanglin food court with clara and huiwei for food. did math and took 123 home, which is a long way but straight bus.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;sarah better bring my bottle tmrw or she's gonna be hooked and crooked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113931392673886290?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113931392673886290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113931392673886290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113931392673886290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113931392673886290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/lovesarah-better-bring-my-bottle-tmrw.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113913722960180316</id><published>2006-02-05T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T19:02:11.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's time we got more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tennis today was all right, except that i played alot in the sun and that sucks. and i'm quite pleased with the new racket i'm gng to get next week. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;there's a shock absorber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;it's &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; (everyone loves new things)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt;it's nice to play with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt;i like it:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;however, it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;210$&lt;/span&gt; which is equivalent to 7 weeks of my allowance! not that i'm paying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;geog common test tmrw bet it's gonna stink. mr siow made it sound as if it's gonna be hard shit. maths class test the day after, hope i don't fail again. but somehow, i like maths, now that i know how to do. it's:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;i can do better than sarah!&lt;/span&gt; (what a great point made!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;literature common test coming up soon too. not getting any hang of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fitch it! i keep getting disconnected at home UGH. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;geography sucks!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113913722960180316?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113913722960180316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113913722960180316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113913722960180316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113913722960180316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-time-we-got-moretennis-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113905966101178713</id><published>2006-02-04T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T21:27:41.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAN'T BELIEVE FRIENDSTER IS FASTER THAN BLOGGER. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;drumming was quite disastrous cos Boey was being mean.&lt;br /&gt;kept saying"my problem la!"&lt;br /&gt;for example when jaey say she didn't bring her books and when wq doesn't like playing on the ride. and as a form of apology he offered pineapple tarts. bang him next week.&lt;br /&gt;apologies not for today, but for every other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113905966101178713?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113905966101178713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113905966101178713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113905966101178713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113905966101178713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/cant-believe-friendster-is-faster-than.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113887799713842979</id><published>2006-02-02T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:59:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally decided to update. and clara is here.&lt;br /&gt;"nicholas is a big asshole"&lt;br /&gt;guess who typed that. (obviously it is the clara)&lt;br /&gt;today home econs was quite stupid cos my pizza was kinda disgusting looking. clara's one is worse. it is not only disgusting looking, it is also disgusting to eat. mine is at least nice tasting. at first there was trng, but then miao qun asked ms jayaa and somehow trng was cancelled. so clara, huiwei, joanne and i went to study pavillion to study while miao qun had to check smth PRIVATE in the computer lab. then she joined us. went mobil to eat cup noodles.&lt;br /&gt;trng ystd was a killer. went home and slept at 9pm(SO EARLY:D)&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113887799713842979?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113887799713842979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113887799713842979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113887799713842979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113887799713842979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/02/finally-decided-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113775867128575800</id><published>2006-01-20T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:04:31.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired i can just curl up and die. friday's a blue day. lessons are so boring: CME, music, geography, MT. OH YA, GEOG TEST SUCKS. though huiwei told me some of the questions. chinese common test on monday. think i won't do so well. after that went to tb with louisa and sarah for lunch. then went back school with sarah for house party. halfway through, went for trng. no comment, just sucks the energy outta me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113775867128575800?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113775867128575800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113775867128575800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113775867128575800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113775867128575800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-so-tired-i-can-just-curl-up-and-die.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113749149619824205</id><published>2006-01-17T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:51:36.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ystd:&lt;br /&gt;huiwei, joanne, cindy and i were debating whether to go for trng at, MACRITCHIE. and the sun was high up in the sky. and as usual, trng at macritchie=cross country route=hot highway=die. so we walked to mobil, listed the pros and cons. then went to the bus stop. boarded the bus which then brought us to macritchie. then we had trng. BUT, we didn't end our debate, and yet got an answer.&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;still exhausted from ystd's activities. and mass run was all jammed up. of course, cos the whole school's running the same route. and i guess i'll be doing the NYAA thing, cos i'll get 2 CCA points just for extra CIP hours and the 7$ fee. i was doing my EL toolkit just now and i fell asleep on the table. then i went to the bed and slept for 20 mins until my grandma came into my room nagging about my wet hair. and john teo caught me with coloured earsticks, UHM OK. then i took them out and put them back when he went back to the, as he says, teacher's bench. science sucks. maths sucks, i failed my first maths test ever ever. chinese sucks, common test for chinese is on monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113749149619824205?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113749149619824205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113749149619824205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113749149619824205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113749149619824205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/ystd-huiwei-joanne-cindy-and-i-were.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113732860191266661</id><published>2006-01-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T20:36:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ystd:&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet jaey and wq at cityhall station at 12NOON. so i begged my mom to drive me to tb so i don't have to wait for the bus. then went into the station. jaey texted me'eh i am still at dover' LIKE WTF IS WRONG WITH HER?! then i was made to wait for her at the station until she reaches tb. reached there and lunched at tcc. had to run to suntec for lessons, cos we were late. oh, i wonder who's fault is it. first drumming lessons at music clef was not bad. and did i mention that Boey's from yamaha too?&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;tennis at PSA instead of keppel. it was hot like shitshit. my mother thinks i've turned pink. school sucks. i have fitching common test every monday. like what is wrong with the school. SCHOOL SUCKS A LOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113732860191266661?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113732860191266661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113732860191266661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113732860191266661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113732860191266661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/ystd-supposed-to-meet-jaey-and-wq-at.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113715537367982501</id><published>2006-01-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:29:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today=CCA day. help cut out the letters for track and promoted track. got leftover balloons so i took some home. AND! it didn't rain today! awesome, in fact, it was sunny like shitshitshit.&lt;br /&gt;geography was so boring! chinese was worse, music was not that good, CME SUCKS TO THE CORE. THAT MEANS, I DIDN'T HAVE A GOOD DAY TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;LAIRE'S&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;LARA'S&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY TODAY. SEE THE RELATION?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113715537367982501?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113715537367982501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113715537367982501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113715537367982501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113715537367982501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/todaycca-day.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113697920915545754</id><published>2006-01-11T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:33:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;IRONY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113697920915545754?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113697920915545754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113697920915545754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113697920915545754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113697920915545754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/irony.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113681095989554177</id><published>2006-01-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:49:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOST MY WALLET. AND IF ANYONE TOOK IT, YOU GO DROP DEAD. bloody fitch. i hate losing wallets, then i have to get everything renewed agn. and it's a roxy wallet from australia. i can ALWAYS fly to australia to get it agn RIGHT. i'd love to, really do.&lt;br /&gt;track today was quite tiring, but COMPLETED. awesome. then borrowed money from joanne to take bus. (k need to call huiwei suddenly rmb) and then, LULU and MICHELLE aka THE PORCUPINE cannot stop imitating my actions, which are too complicated to be expressed in words. they think it is very funny, but in actual fact, it is SO NOT.&lt;br /&gt;LULU is gng to come watch project run(a)way with me later(she keeps aying 'runAway') awesome. and i was intending to have mcdonald's delivery but then now i don't think i'll have it cos i just drank herbal tea and it STINKS. no mood for double chocolate anymore.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw huiwei wants me to play badminton with her. later she see my top badminton skills how?? hah, jk, not that i ever play badminton.&lt;br /&gt;and  if i'm not wrong LULU asked me to go running with her at queenstown tmrw, INCREDIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;k, my wallet's still not with me byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113681095989554177?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113681095989554177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113681095989554177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113681095989554177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113681095989554177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-lost-my-wallet.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113670242346164553</id><published>2006-01-08T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T14:40:23.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy sunday mornings(and for the rest of the day)</title><content type='html'>tennis was quite alright, except that i had to use some coach's racket, cos he thinks it's time i change racket. and actually, i don't see anything wrong with my current one.&lt;br /&gt;and i skipped physical! cos my mother was in a rush to get back, cos the plumber is here to fix my toiletbowl!(everyone clap) and i can see that he is making a terrible mess in my toilet. i wonder if his company has free cleaning-up seeing that he has just dirtied my toilet while attepting to fix the jammed toiletbowl.&lt;br /&gt;i went to buy school blouse for me, louisa and michelle. awesome. that means louisa owes me: 2 x 10$ + 18$=28$&lt;br /&gt;sure i'm good at maths.&lt;br /&gt;ok the plumber is leaving the house now, let's pray that he cleaned the mess. STUPID, HE IS SEDUCING MILO NOW. EEYER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113670242346164553?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113670242346164553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113670242346164553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113670242346164553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113670242346164553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/rainy-sunday-morningsand-for-rest-of.html' title='rainy sunday mornings(and for the rest of the day)'/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113664179169269173</id><published>2006-01-07T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:49:52.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CLARA KOH, STOP MAKING COMMENTS. YOU THINK YOU ARE VERY UN-DISGUSTING MEH!?!!?!?!??! UGH.&lt;br /&gt;today is saturday. and i went to suntec to sign up for drums. and we had the trial lessons by Boey. he is so cool OK. he learnt from yamaha before.&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT, I LOST MY FUNNEL(as in house funnel, from the kitchen) maybe it's at louisa's house, that time we did the balloons etc.&lt;br /&gt;k, as i was saying, then i had piano lessons. (oh fitch, my bracket came out again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113664179169269173?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113664179169269173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113664179169269173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113664179169269173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113664179169269173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/clara-koh-stop-making-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113654927377039654</id><published>2006-01-06T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T20:07:53.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate to go to the dentist. they tell me very scary things every time i go there. like today, she told me i'm gonna have my gum dug, (and yes, there will be blood) and the tooth's gonna be pulled down(which obviously mean pain, as in extreme pain, cos it's very high up)&lt;br /&gt;maths sucks, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;oh and there was spot check today!!!! hah!&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkk, tmrw maybe gng to suntec with wq.(oh man, wq=nonsense)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113654927377039654?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113654927377039654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113654927377039654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113654927377039654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113654927377039654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-hate-to-go-to-dentist.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113637761816045236</id><published>2006-01-04T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:26:58.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks hui wei for printing stuff for me!!&lt;br /&gt;today, nothing much happened. we had math and literature and chinese and cs and PE. AND PE WAS SHIT OK. WE WERE PLUCKING THE WEEDS FROM THE SAND PIT. FOR TWO WHOLE FITCHING PERIODS.&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is: weeds grow cos, NO ONE USES IT, AND NOW WE'RE SUPPOSED TO REMOVE IT FOR?!!!&lt;br /&gt;TWO PERIODS AND HOW MANY BLOODY ANTS WERE THERE. so pointless.&lt;br /&gt;after last class i went to find sarah at 1C2. and they were doing cheers. quite boring so teran, sarah and i played hop scotch at the back. then sarah and i decided to go to tb. but then she thought it was gng to be boring. so we had a discussion about it. however, huiwei, hazel, fy, clara and joanne appeared. and they invited us to go to hollandv with them. i didn't mind, but sarah thought it was very late. so she didn't go. sorry sarah, another day.&lt;br /&gt;then somehow we walked alot and soon ended up at bk. they had hw, and that was the first time i wished i had hw too. they were all doing hw afer eating k! so i just ate very slowly then tried to connect to internet, but failed. then took train home tgt.&lt;br /&gt;and i wish sarah rmb to print my hw too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113637761816045236?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113637761816045236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113637761816045236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113637761816045236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113637761816045236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/thanks-hui-wei-for-printing-stuff-for.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113629069616442657</id><published>2006-01-03T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:18:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the first day, and it was really boring. no lessons except for chinese. for fitching chinese, we did idioms from last year. what a waste of time. and fitch, i need to bring my tablet tmr. wthwthwthwth. tmrw, lessons per normal. and lessons end at 3pm on mondays. cos instead of common tests now, we're having one-hour-small-tests every monday, fitchx3. i'd rather have common tests. &lt;br /&gt;ok huiwei is so nice, she is helping me print my chinese newspaper articles cos my microsoft word isn't working on the printer-computer. &lt;br /&gt;after school supposed to fill balloons, but then there weren't any flour left, so we clara, huiwei, joanne, louisa and i went to tb to eat.(huiwei's idea) then when we went into the barrier thing, louisa ran back to school to find her nalgene bottle. so we went to tb and waited for her. and clara's so crazy over her new phone!!!!! cannot stop taking pictures of everything. she even went to buy the screen protector for 10$. ONE FOR 10$. then home with louisa. louisa's always asking alot of questions that require deep thinking!! all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113629069616442657?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113629069616442657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113629069616442657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113629069616442657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113629069616442657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/todays-first-day-and-it-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113620253057115467</id><published>2006-01-02T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T19:48:50.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read the date and comprehend: last day of holidays&lt;br /&gt;so fast and it's 2006. guess what i did for new year's eve. to save the embarrassment, i'll just cut it short, louisa kept laughing non-stop. ok, so you get the hint.&lt;br /&gt;and up till now, i still can't get onto msn using my tablet. something about the firewall.&lt;br /&gt;new year's day, bought school bag with louisa(stop making names)what a day to be reminded of school.&lt;br /&gt;can tell nicholas is pretty excited to go to school. he got posted to outram btw. and he's trying to appeal to queenstown. i want to post pictures up, but then, i'm afraid louisa may see herself here and start screaming at me. maybe tmr after school.&lt;br /&gt;goodnews: my class is still on ground floor&lt;br /&gt;notsogoodnews: G block&lt;br /&gt;badnews: i'll still need to walk long distances to get to most pple's class&lt;br /&gt;just realised i didn't say anything about today. the main thing i did today was celebrating my grandma's aka ahma's birthday. i thought it was awesome cos the food rocks. and when i said that to nicholas, he kinda had an impression of eating rocks, whatever goes on in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really not looking forward to school. i haven't tried on my uniform for ages and i bet i've grown. and what if there's spot check. oh ya, gotta change earsticks.and i lost my nametag(stay calm) great, i need to go on a journey to find 'the lost nametag'&lt;br /&gt;my work is done,&lt;br /&gt;my dinner is ready,&lt;br /&gt;that means ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113620253057115467?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113620253057115467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113620253057115467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113620253057115467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113620253057115467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2006/01/read-date-and-comprehend-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113594597652104913</id><published>2005-12-30T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:32:56.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm spending alot of money these two days. but, i need to, it's the last days of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;today went to watch the stone family with jaey and charmaine(oh corny charmaine). and jaey cheated me of alot of money, tmd.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah no surprise that they went ddr-ing and parapara-ing. oh goodness, charmaine and shanna are the best ddr-ers i have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, sakae sushi was the one which ate so much of my money. cos i somehow, anyhow, agreed to pay some of jaey's share, KNS! now i'm so beat that i don't even have the strength to play MAHJONG!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya ytd, i was on a winning streak! like PONGPONGPONG(heh;)). need to call louisa now. poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113594597652104913?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113594597652104913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113594597652104913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113594597652104913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113594597652104913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-spending-alot-of-money-these-two.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113567449422649493</id><published>2005-12-27T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T17:08:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY EVERYBODY, I FELL OFF THE LUGE AT SENTOSA AND GOT 15 FREE TICKETS FOR COMPENSATION!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, the rubber handle slipped off and i lost control, and i scraped my knee and three fingers are in very bad condition.&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN FREE TICKETS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113567449422649493?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113567449422649493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113567449422649493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113567449422649493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113567449422649493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-everybody-i-fell-off-luge-at.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113551504078784895</id><published>2005-12-25T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:50:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is finally christmas. after all those exhausting shopping trips. like THREE. went to grandma's house for house-warming cum christmas party. honestly, i didn't really like it except for the ba-gua and the beehoon. how ficking tired i was cos of ytd's nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;ytd, sentosa with lu and xuan. (my mom and xuan's mom) sat that luge thing, cycled. then home. neighbour's house for party. (with their relatives) i can just hate them for inviting us. during the 11.59-12.00 period, when everyone's counting down, guess what i was doing. i was reduced to maple. i mean honestly, MAPLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE, NO? maybe i can earn some quick bucks by selling my account. OH YEAH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then slept at like maybe 3? i was having sleeping problems again. woke up at 9 for christmas mass with louisa.&lt;br /&gt;OH GREATY, NO ONE'S GONNA WATCH KING KONG WITH ME, I'M REDUCED TO PIRATED DVDS, ISN'T IT GREAT? POPCORNS ON M SOFA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113551504078784895?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113551504078784895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113551504078784895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113551504078784895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113551504078784895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-is-finally-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113517658219004745</id><published>2005-12-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:49:42.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd did christmas shopping part 2 with louisa. and as you know, greatgreatgreat me, lost the newly bought christmas cards. OH HAIL GREAT ME. so guess what, no christmas cards sent by me this year! unless my mom will buy me one set again. i didn't tell her i lost it, i didn't even tell her i bought!(hope she's not behind me)&lt;br /&gt;then spent quite alot of time in topshop, you know just having fun. dined at delifrance! love the pasta there. except that louisa's one was watery like shit.&lt;br /&gt;went swimming at NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to meet sarah and gretchen at greatworld. watched narnia, it is damn nice k. then louisa came went to play air hockey and all, home.&lt;br /&gt;christmas shopping part 3 is on friday before christmas service2 at clara's church. hope i'll still have money by then!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113517658219004745?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113517658219004745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113517658219004745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113517658219004745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113517658219004745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/ytd-did-christmas-shopping-part-2-with.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113475109685714248</id><published>2005-12-17T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T00:38:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;MANGO SALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(D) with louisa on thursday. meant to be christmas shopping but hopped from one &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANGO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to another in town. like a total of 4. bought two skirts. louisa bought one skirt and one pants. her pants are damn comfortable!! after that was super tired.&lt;br /&gt;today skipped track. no reason): lunched at sakae tb. suntec shopping with mom and louisa. visited the mango there and all the nonsense are left. topshop there didn't have the shirt i wanted!!!!!! stupid. then louisa had guitar lesson. the home.&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna meet clara for lunch. then a little bit of shopping before gng for service at her church.(she invited me cos there's some christmas event?) yeah then gng for buffet dinner organised by NUS. wth i have alot of homework left. it seems as if the more i do, the more i'm getting&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113475109685714248?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113475109685714248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113475109685714248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113475109685714248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113475109685714248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/mango-saled-with-louisa-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113429003285714717</id><published>2005-12-11T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:33:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tennis at keppel just now. just did my english essay! and i read the curious incident of the dog in the night-time alr. which means i need to carry on with the literature assignment. so afterall, i will not die when school reopens. oh shit, maybe i will, i still have 7 more jianbaos, wthwthwth! and geography which is 3 newspaper articles(articles about earth obviously) and comprehension!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh good, later gng to eat the korean food at harbourfront, very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113429003285714717?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113429003285714717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113429003285714717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113429003285714717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113429003285714717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/tennis-at-keppel-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113413054252862062</id><published>2005-12-09T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T20:15:42.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from trng. actually an hour ago. had dinner and it was curry!!!!!!!!!! my grandma's curry is the best of the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng today was at macritchie and we ran the boys' route once. ran with claire. she encouraged me all the way!! ran 32.55. claire ran 5 seconds faster. ewll obviously she could have ran faster but she ran all the way with me. heard next trng we're running 2 times boys' route i will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's some christmas party downstairs tmr, i bet it's all singalong sessions. grrRrrrRrrrrrrRRRrrRRRRRrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113413054252862062?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113413054252862062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113413054252862062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113413054252862062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113413054252862062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-came-back-from-trng.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113395077906662511</id><published>2005-12-07T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:19:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today=track=7km=pain&lt;br /&gt;i'm aching everywhere like shit. trng was at macritchie and we had to run the girls' route twice which is about 6.4 plus warmup and all equals 7km.&lt;br /&gt;after trng, lulu, claire, her sister, and i went to west mall's sakae sushi. and all i wanted was peace while enjoying my meal. however, LULU AND CLAIRE SO NOISY SHIT. they made me laugh till i drop dead. then took train back with lulu. and i met eddie(p5 camp instructor) on the bus, biang, never say hi. just keep looking at me&gt;:( bet he can't rmb me, STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then home, shower, and HOMEWORK. i have damndamndamn alot ok. i can spend my lifetime doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to take the car, forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113395077906662511?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113395077906662511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113395077906662511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113395077906662511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113395077906662511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/todaytrack7kmpain-im-aching-everywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113377185723030960</id><published>2005-12-05T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:37:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't blog for a veryyyyyyyyyyy long time. mainly cos i was sick for a week and had the stupiddy mouth surgery. it made my mouth swell like don't know what. then thursday went to sunway/kl. came back on saturday night. sunday, i skipped church:x tennis was shit, then did one newspaper review at keppel(still doing homework WHAT)&lt;br /&gt;oh and i rmb my gunbound password!!!!!!!!! and i played this morning!!!!&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113377185723030960?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113377185723030960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113377185723030960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113377185723030960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113377185723030960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/12/didnt-blog-for-veryyyyyyyyyyy-long.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113257281654881798</id><published>2005-11-21T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:33:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>track today was quite useless. cos,&lt;br /&gt;#1 it was raining&lt;br /&gt;#2 i wasn't fully awake&lt;br /&gt;#3 my back thigh hurts(hamstring?)&lt;br /&gt;but i had no choice but to go cos, i won't be gng on wednesday cos of stupid dental appointment/operation. then i'll be missing three times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;oh guess what i did in track. warmup 5 rounds(field) striding, then the hamstring place/part started to hurt. so i just did drills and rested. they did 100m relays and sprinting. after that went to tanglin to eat. shake the seaweed fries thing? i don't think it's nice, huiwei, louisa and michelle liked it. fishball noodles then huiwei and lu went to my house to do hw. HUIWEI IS SO SUPER SCARED OF MILO. she's like anti-social, she hates pets.&lt;br /&gt;went to play badminton and tabletennis. then she went home. and she lost her way at the harbour front mrt station.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113257281654881798?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113257281654881798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113257281654881798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113257281654881798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113257281654881798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/track-today-was-quite-useless.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113214928042839532</id><published>2005-11-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:54:40.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so wasn't worth it, i'm so fucking pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can forget everything, including&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; THOSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're such an ass drama queen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113214928042839532?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113214928042839532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113214928042839532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113214928042839532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113214928042839532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/that-so-wasnt-worth-it-im-so-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113214853227835511</id><published>2005-11-16T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:42:12.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what!&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WATCHED HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE JUST NOW! well, not that i'm some harry potter hardcore fan, BUT STILL, I JUST WATCHED IT?!&lt;br /&gt;the beginning:&lt;br /&gt;woke up early for track, in school. striding up the hill 20 times. then captain's ball. tanglin for lunch with louisa and huiwei. then home. got really bored. wanted to go ps with lou, but she was sleeping. then guess what, clara called me to invite me to watch GOF. cause there's extra ticket cause shihan couldn't make it. and, it was at ps. cabbed down to denise's house then we cabbed to clara's place. clara's room is messy like shit. she bought alot of clothes recently and she won't wear any of them. she almost talked me into wearing my super loose jeans. (that's the only comfortable one i have) but i was sensible enough not to. clara is so stubborn, she just won't dress decently. she ended up with jeans and brown shirt(i thought that shirt was nice, and i also thought that her blue skirt suits that shirt better than that jeans) then clara's aunt? or grandma? sent us to ps. mos burger for dinner(very early la hur) then hazel, huiwei, cheryl and cuiting turned up. they had kfc. then fangying, sweechen and rachel came. watched the show. (oh yeah, haven't pay sweechen the money yet ya). hazel, denise and fangying so emotional, cried cause the diggory(sp?!) guy died. yeah, and denise, clara and i cabbed home. too much cabbing for a day.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;what a day, crapping on the phone with wq now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113214853227835511?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113214853227835511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113214853227835511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113214853227835511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113214853227835511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/guess-what-i-just-watched-harry-potter.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113205752209369371</id><published>2005-11-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:25:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out just now. i forgot all about skateboarding huh!! but i bet lulu and michelle fun.&lt;br /&gt;went to ps to collect 15$ from the book  lady then to cine. i have long wanted to watch sky high, but those idiots watched already. (weiqing and gretchen) so decided on the exocism of emily rose. some girls next to me so irritating. they were like 'wah so boring, not scary one' THEY SAID THIS AT LEAST 5 TIMES. BORING THEN DON'T WATCH LA, PIGS. and gretchen was super scared. and wq was super cold=super scared(correct or not?!!) it's just so disgusting. emily didn't really need to eat bugs and bend like some creaky door. then walked arnd. and then cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;and the dental clinic just told me that they postpone tmr's operation. they'll never ever get it done. i promise. i hope they can do it next year though.&lt;br /&gt;ytd's training was ok. poor kayshini went at 8.30am cause she didn't know it was 4pm. but then she had a stomachache outside the stadium and went home. so i called her and told her it's at 4 and we went. 6 rnds warmup. i just wish warmup can be on the running track, grass so difficult to run on. striding, drills, 400m x 6, 3rnds cool down, done. went home alone cause louisa wanted to eat dinner there with michelle. but then when i was on the bus she called me to say that their mincedmeatnoodle stall was closed. ASK ME TO DROP AND WAIT FOR HER, MAD.&lt;br /&gt;ohno, tmr's trng is at school 8.30am. SO EARLY. i like it in the afternoon, honestly. friday's trng also in school, same time.&lt;br /&gt;my msn is not working so i have to find an alternative, which is eMessenger. loading takes forever hur! i am so angry, i need to ask who's gng for trng tmr.!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113205752209369371?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113205752209369371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113205752209369371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113205752209369371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113205752209369371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/went-out-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113193785351563637</id><published>2005-11-14T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:10:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>track later at 4. i'm so lazy to go. i've gotta do my homework. and i will have some laser teeth operation this wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;wth, this week is so depressing, and today is only monday. i can just flop and die on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;skateboarding ytd was ULTRA. could skate down the super steep slope already, well that was after much screaming.&lt;br /&gt;got nth to do before trng, and i want to go watch sky high at ps. so meanwhile i can go return the loaned books and collect the money. my mom said i can keep the money. i've counted, it adds up to 15$ why couldn't my brothers have loaned more books.&lt;br /&gt;clara said she's getting her sea monkeys, WTH IS THAT. so disgusting-sounding.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get out of the house NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113193785351563637?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113193785351563637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113193785351563637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113193785351563637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113193785351563637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/track-later-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113168554710397355</id><published>2005-11-11T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T13:05:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i said that sentosa wasn't ideal at all but no one listened to me so.............:&lt;br /&gt;sentosa ytd was really bad. cause it started raining when we went there. so went to the tower thing across the bridge. and some couple were making out at the last level. oh get a room. and some retarded jaey went to take picture of them doing what they are doing. rain stopped and then we just did nothing. oh i talked to jaey alot. then we sat the train around and around cause it was super early and we've got nothing to do. and it was super smelly but somehow nobody can smell it except shanna and i. dinner at harbourfront food court. then home. oh and i asked my mom if i could stay at jaey's house and she said yes. but then after i showered at her house, my mom called me to say she will bring me back. LIKE WTH. and my clothes are with sarah, she better take good care of them, or i'd be terribly mad at her.&lt;br /&gt;ficking brother is a ficking asshole, hope he rots in school one day so i can use the computer. he's so irritating. always using the computer. hope he get's bored of the computer. hope he gets terrible myopia and gets blind. hope he will rot EVERYDAY. ficking asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113168554710397355?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113168554710397355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113168554710397355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113168554710397355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113168554710397355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-said-that-sentosa-wasnt-ideal-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113152865393059077</id><published>2005-11-09T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T18:20:55.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYBODY. LISTEN CAREFULLY AND RMB CLEARLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I HAVE A NATURAL BLACK FACE, ALRIGHT FICKERS?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DARN IT. I AM FICKING PISSED AND INSULTED, FICKERS.&lt;br /&gt;skateboarding with louisa and michelle, it was ok, except that got ALOT OF MOSQUITO BITES!!! gng to do homework at louisa's house later and i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;should i go hear local bands on friday? if yes, i will have to postpone my dental operation. and i am not sure if my mom would have the patience to talk to the nurse. i won't wanna give it a ficking miss, but i won't be so upset if i don't go. heard there's one more on the 19/11 by youthopia. ogay, homework time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;so yeah smart louisa is sleeping now. asking daisians if they're gng to kellock and sentosa tmr.i'm in the midst of badmood now=friendster!!!&lt;br /&gt;friday's trng is swimming AND I AM SO GNG TO NOT SWIM LOR. talking to wq on the phone now. and she is so rubbish cause she still haven't ask her mom about drumming lessons! i can even predict the future=i am quite positive i might continue yamaha drums INSTEAD LOR. THAT STUPID PIG. good, she's gng to ask her mother now.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i'm beginning to think friendster is a form of GREAT entertainment. 98.7fm is shit.&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113152865393059077?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113152865393059077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113152865393059077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113152865393059077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113152865393059077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113145866668529603</id><published>2005-11-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:06:24.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just did one pathetic math assessment paper just now. and did the stupid science discovery powerpoint slides already. that means two down, many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, wq came my house just now, and i tried teaching her how to skateboard, not very successful anw. then online to look for drumming class. and found this person called augustine, really nice dood. but it's private etc. at his apartment and all. called him already and he charges 100? not so bad alright. but wq said her mom won't approve of private. and my mom just said she doesn't encourage what not. so i called music clef (at suntec) and they charge like 105. guess that'll do. gng to msg augustine to tell him i'm rejecting his offer and all, hope i didn't create so much trouble!&lt;br /&gt;louisa's here now stealing all my chinese paper, GRAAAH. my brother's speaking in cheena accent in my room and i'm in the midst of smacking his head off his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, i know i'll have enough strength to remove his head from his body, ONEDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113145866668529603?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113145866668529603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113145866668529603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113145866668529603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113145866668529603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-did-one-pathetic-math-assessment.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113136200273118605</id><published>2005-11-07T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T19:13:22.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bad mood=rubbishing in friendster&lt;br /&gt;i've been in bad moods so much recently.&lt;br /&gt;watching teeeveee now and the literature camp was shit boring. not only that, the PAT was shit cold. lunched at kfc far east with hazel and zoey. WERE LATE TEN MINUTES OR SO AND KINDA GOT SCOLDED. GREAT. then home, slept. AND THE STUPID FICKING DENTIST KINDA CANCELLED THE APPOINTMENT. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;IMA STARTING MY HOMEWORK MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113136200273118605?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113136200273118605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113136200273118605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113136200273118605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113136200273118605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/bad-moodrubbishing-in-friendster-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113128385790155101</id><published>2005-11-06T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T21:31:02.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TRACK CAMP IS OVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the shower rooms/toilets/bathrooms/etc there cause it's where all sorts of monsters live. and the only activity that i dislike was the orienteering thing, we actually walked for 4hrs nonstop. mosquito bites were numerous and CLARA WALKED SO SLOW. slept the upper bunk next to zoey. first night was horrible, cause:&lt;br /&gt;#1 SUPER COLD LIKE SHITT&lt;br /&gt;#2 SLEPT AT 3AM!!!!!!! INSONMIA AH!!!&lt;br /&gt;#3 HAD ABDOMINAL PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;second day went all tired obviously. but i LOVE kayaking. i can kayak forever. claire is the best partner ever! all i had to do was sit and relax YAH. campfire was retarded.(i don't exactly fancy campfires anw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second night shifted below clara(COLD WHAT) but HOWEVER, louisa slept with her(as in literally beside her/share bed) and they didn't give me peace the whole night long. shook the bed like mad on top. but fortunately, i could sleep la huh. oh, and i didn't know huiwei could do housework!!! i can hire her man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels good to be back home, no more creatures under my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113128385790155101?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113128385790155101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113128385790155101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113128385790155101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113128385790155101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/track-camp-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113082529938995899</id><published>2005-11-01T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T14:08:19.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;enough heartbreaks for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate trng now, cause the sun was so hot. i thought i was seriously gng to melt. lunching at sakae with louisa later. then we can go spot ahlian guys,(that's what she said obviously, i wouldn't say such things) supposed to shop at ps, but then we kinda got very bored and all, so we didn't go. just watched tv like the others do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;louisa is gng to call any time now. i guess i need to go and change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i wish, i didn't everinmyentirelife, say that, i miss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;change your clothes, and can't change that attitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113082529938995899?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113082529938995899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113082529938995899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113082529938995899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113082529938995899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/11/enough-heartbreaks-for-day-i-hate-trng.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113073530218706371</id><published>2005-10-31T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:08:22.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clara is communicating with my dog now. they're in the midst of intensive barking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng later is at queenstown and we don't feel like gng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update later, clara the belly is irritating me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113073530218706371?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113073530218706371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113073530218706371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113073530218706371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113073530218706371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/clara-is-communicating-with-my-dog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113068407792713239</id><published>2005-10-30T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T22:54:39.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it's just like another heartbreak at my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tennis was a pile of shit. so what if i just don't feel like hitting the ball?  don't have to make it so obvious. just point the finger at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dinner at keppel. good talk with louisa at boardwalk. nice sea breeze eh! louisa is staying at my house tonight. we watched alot of movies, eg. 'bring it on' and 'travelling pants something something' (hehh) the sisterhood thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;talking to clara on the phone now. about random gossips. does this makes me a nosey fish-monger? i should stop, this probably created the hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can i apologise? to ammend the mistake, although there's nothing to. bear in mind, i'll get tired of waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113068407792713239?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113068407792713239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113068407792713239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113068407792713239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113068407792713239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-just-like-another-heartbreak-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113057323225015595</id><published>2005-10-29T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T16:07:12.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VANESSA WEE, GO FUCK YOURSELF, YOU DICK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113057323225015595?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113057323225015595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113057323225015595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113057323225015595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113057323225015595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/vanessa-wee-go-fuck-yourself-you-dick.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113050193151833662</id><published>2005-10-28T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:18:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clean and green day was so stupid i had no choice but to sit at the fitness corner. to add to that, LITERATURE IS SO MUCH THAT I CAN TAKE A MILLION YEARS TO COMPLETE. WE HAVE TO WATCH THIS MOVIE SOMEMORE. and the others are also alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was track, captain's ball and bball. everyone loves me so much that they keep blocking me. STUPIDDDD. lunch at tanglin with louisa, at some nice cafe, where all the rich taitai and all eat. so we had to choose the cheapest things there. cabbed to sarah's house. and alot of things happen, which i don't wish to mention. and i scratched my foot on something sharp in sarah's condo gym and now it's bleeding alot. then both of them started painting my nails(as you can see, sarah has alot of nail polishes etc) i was so frustrated, can't clean them off BTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113050193151833662?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113050193151833662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113050193151833662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113050193151833662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113050193151833662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/clean-and-green-day-was-so-stupid-i.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113033232483091832</id><published>2005-10-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T21:12:04.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supposed to link teran BUT I DON'T KNOW HER URL, LIKE HAHA? she doesn't want to reply me on msn. ok, i got it alr. good, today in school was OK. we watched shutter, ytd was ju-on. then had a terrible pain somewhere near my stomach. and i was reminded of that time when my intestine broke down so i kept throwing up, and all. it's the exact same pain. so i was just left with my loneliness and slept in the canteen while track was being held. and claire showed us her pictures and VIDEOS of SNOOPY guy whom she likes. infatuation, like she said. and he's from hk, and he doesn't even know him. she just saw him on the net. great! AND NOW, SHE IS SENDING ME ONE OF HIS VIDEOS WITH HIS ROOMMATE. LIP-SINGING AND DOING STUPID ACTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched it and HAHAHAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, video ezy after school with louisa and rented bring it on, think it's so long ago, cheerleading thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, doubt im gng to school tmr. expecting a call from clara. and i am gng to link teran NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113033232483091832?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113033232483091832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113033232483091832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113033232483091832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113033232483091832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/supposed-to-link-teran-but-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-113015370090942140</id><published>2005-10-24T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:35:02.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised till now,i haven't relinked yw yet.. school today was bad cause of the stupid science presentation. but the rest should be ok. took alot of pictures with digitalcams(mine and nadia's) and we were told that there will be damn lessons per normal tmr!! stupid! i left my tablet in school today cause too lazy to bring back, kayshini did that too. slept in class for half an hour? and uno was noisy shit. denise owes me $4, forever, she always owe me money. she's treating me like her atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng was normal. just alot of hurdles. supposed to do alotalot of workout. like 15 rounds of warmup(i did all of that) then fitness corner(i completed all) then hurdles 20 times(did all) two rounds arnd field(did that) fitness corner(did that) hurdles 20 times(cut down to 10? cause mr muthee/muthu, whatever wants to go home) then cool down supposed to ANOTHER 15 FREAKING ROUNDS. but then we ended up doing 2 cause he wants to go home. wait till mr samat finds out. and still got quite a lot ew skipped. wanted to have dinner at tanglin with huiwei and clara, but trng ended so late! mobil and bought chocolates!(i'll try to spell it, kinder bueno) then went home with clara on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like gng to school tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-113015370090942140?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/113015370090942140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=113015370090942140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113015370090942140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/113015370090942140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-realised-till-nowi-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-112995909399603993</id><published>2005-10-22T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T13:31:34.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M YOUR FUTURE ROCKSTAR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AIN'T I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-112995909399603993?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/112995909399603993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=112995909399603993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112995909399603993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112995909399603993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-your-future-rockstar-aint-i.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-112963798098782289</id><published>2005-10-18T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:19:41.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clara is a scaredy catty! she's so scared to sit-skateboard down a slope!!! hahaha! went to bm library. (sorry zoey, i didnt know you skipped school! )  clara lazy pig, dont like to read bks. anw, she's talking to me now online saying'BUABUA!' i cant stand her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just wont stop. clara ate at my house. and nicholas was doing mime actions, making her break into non-stop laughter. should've recorded it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting back our papers tmr, and i'm shuddering with fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-112963798098782289?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/112963798098782289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=112963798098782289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112963798098782289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112963798098782289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/clara-is-scaredy-catty-shes-so-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-112956203995721726</id><published>2005-10-17T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:13:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gng to change my layout, FINALLY. training today was alright, cause it was so light and i had some pain on my foot. we did mini hurdles and the fitness corner. then to tanglin food court for dinner. the chicken rice there is super nice all thanks to denise's recommendation. and she's injured at her toe and so she can't walk. clara, denise and zoey (and i) team up to not go to school tmr! and they may be coming to give me a visit. as for denise, she needs to look at the condition of her toe(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skateboarding downstairs again. and i landed on my ass once. louisa's here at my house, that means she's not gng to school tmr too. anw, tmr there's so stupid trip to the new water plant. like who wants to look at shit being filtered out to get fresh water,,,,,,,, TO DRINK. like thanks. and probably the most exciting part is when you're given the 'free of shit' newwater for consumption! hurray! but i'm not gng tmr, i'm so gng to miss it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-112956203995721726?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/112956203995721726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=112956203995721726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112956203995721726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112956203995721726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/gng-to-change-my-layout-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-112938054424070902</id><published>2005-10-15T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:49:04.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought my skateboard already!!!! 50 bucks and for that i must teach my brother maths. like give him tuition kinda stuff. STUPID!! louisa and i can go down the car park slope already! i fell once, while trying to turn ON FLAT GROUND. louisa fell lots of time):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to town with jaey and sarah. SO DAMN FUNNY WHEN SARAH WAS AT MY HOUSE. jaey took a picture of her while she was talking, (or at least i HOPE that was what she was doing) then it turned out looking like she was trying to have, AHEM with my dog, cause at the same time, my dog was also in the picture. HEH. gotta wait till jaey send me the picture.(s) (theres alotalotalot!) and sarah was saying that her neighbour has a theory that sarah's boobs are hers.(neighbour) like wth?! swensen's for lunch and then to wisma etc, then to far east. cut hair with jaey at clippers. the alvin guy damn funny, and i'm gng to cut my hair there all the time. hmm, skateboarding later, like just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till monday, when i gte my allowance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-112938054424070902?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/112938054424070902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=112938054424070902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112938054424070902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112938054424070902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/bought-my-skateboard-already-50-bucks.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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-8961284.post-112926812079247065</id><published>2005-10-14T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T13:35:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>into the blue is worth watching but goal was nicer. and clara goal is obviously about soccer, as they say; football. watched that with denise ytd and she got the roxy bag alr!! she better not forget me! then to ps with hazel and her. bought guitar picks, and then to my house. and wth hazel stays at SEMBAWANG?! so far!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamming was funfunfun! firstly the electric guitars were so cool! secondly, there was a cockroach in the studio. we played collide. a song? sakae sushi then denise and i bought the same necklace, different colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know how to play maple OKOKOK?!! but it's so BORING. i'm lvl six btw, just showing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go out with jaey tmr, she better GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961284-112926812079247065?l=broken-ends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/feeds/112926812079247065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8961284&amp;postID=112926812079247065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112926812079247065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961284/posts/default/112926812079247065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-ends.blogspot.com/2005/10/into-blue-is-worth-watching-but-goal.html' title=''/><author><name>extreme-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550952622182958792</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>
