<?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-6731775511472698176</id><updated>2011-05-20T13:57:46.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty is solitary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-5232752429959988410</id><published>2009-04-19T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:45:57.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg today is the last day of my holiday HELP!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5232752429959988410?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5232752429959988410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5232752429959988410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-6731775511472698176.post-232780067901119672</id><published>2009-03-31T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:19:14.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if everything could be explained, it would be a boring world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-232780067901119672?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/232780067901119672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=232780067901119672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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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-6731775511472698176.post-2519826437142387000</id><published>2009-02-12T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:38:47.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know it's a bit late to say this but...it has been a great 2008! this has been one of my greatest year yet, hope 2009 is another epic year as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2519826437142387000?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2519826437142387000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>everything is not what it seems, isn't it? many of us thought something can be done easily, but to realise how difficult it can be in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we know our posting results, many thought that making it into tp was piece of cake. who knows, they are all appealing. what a sad sad world we're living in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-1660240816450350644?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/1660240816450350644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=1660240816450350644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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what to do there. worse still, some wasted their time going for open houses and didn't even get into there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5138543377366976159?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5138543377366976159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5138543377366976159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5138543377366976159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5138543377366976159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>finally bought my prom clothes (after searching aimlessly with van and est). tomorrow, yes, finally. last paper. however, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not really looking forward to prom night or anything. i just feel so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt; nowadays, and i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got loads on things on hand yet to be returned. blazer from band, template, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rahman's&lt;/span&gt; art and an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;illustration&lt;/span&gt; book which weighs a ton from art room. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div 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boom'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-2570380006612286961</id><published>2008-11-06T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:44:58.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg-bies</title><content type='html'>yesterday after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; paper, me and van went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; place for awhile and then head off to e!hub to watch high school musical 3. i thought it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, probably better if they show the prom night scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, with the same people, went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lane to search for prom clothes. couldn't find anything suitable though. then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;weixin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bumped into us. as it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' birthday, we went to kinda celebrate for him (watching a movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't want to watch high school musical again, and the remaining shows are like not-really-want-to-watch. sing to the dawn was of cos not a choice, we rejected 007 as well. so we decided to watch rec. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to watch at first cos it's a horror show, but then she gave in cos it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the couple left cos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;weixin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a facial appointment. man the show was *gasp*. it's in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so it's like, you want to read the subtitles and know what's going on while not watching the scary part. the show includes infected victims in an apartment, something like house of dead. i only found out one part where it's so expected, most of the time my face is covered. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rec is filled with bloodied scenes, screams and intense, so it should be more of gore than horror i suppose. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no more spoilers, watch it if you're 16 or above, and make sure you don't regret, i kinda do so after watching it. man, i bet it's gonna haunt me for at least 3 days or so. on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;siyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her friends. she's gonna buy clothes for prom, and me? still deciding~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i gotta hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her mom for sending me home. i don't think i have the guts to wait for the stupid bus to arrive while it's night, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; having headache ever since i had a drink from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. not saying it's their fault. maybe it's because i used to drink coffee quite a lot when having the previous papers, and now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stopped, so my body isn't used to caffeine or whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2570380006612286961?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2570380006612286961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=2570380006612286961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2570380006612286961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2570380006612286961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/11/zomg-bies.html' title='zomg-bies'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-5498810699757367988</id><published>2008-11-03T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:18:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so far so...good, i guess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; - passing is not a problem. (aiming for A2 - B3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math - P1 was terrible but P2 was easier. (aiming for B3-C5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics - stumbled me but eventually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; to complete.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry - thought it was slightly easy though.&lt;br /&gt;science - (aiming for B3-C5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history - should be able to pass i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;social studies&lt;/span&gt; - taking it today. BLESS ME PRAY FOR ME AND WISH ME LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;humans - (aiming for B4 - C5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art - don't think passing is too much of a problem. (aiming for B4 - C5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; - man, i could ace it! (aiming for A1-A2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should heed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friendster's&lt;/span&gt; horoscope's advice. i shouldn't be dwelling on the past papers. instead, i should begin planning my celebration. sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY (YESTERDAY) TO MY BELOVED MOM AND ALSO KENNETH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5498810699757367988?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5498810699757367988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5498810699757367988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get in return for my good results:&lt;br /&gt;confirmed:&lt;br /&gt;- get into a poly&lt;br /&gt;- able to choose a course of my choice&lt;br /&gt;- $10 per A1/A2 from tan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jiabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe:&lt;br /&gt;- get to keep a dog (very unlikely)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nintendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/hp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hulala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8551504838197111572?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-8509904002697592266</id><published>2008-10-15T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:07:53.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omen</title><content type='html'>i'd a really weird dream this morning. first i'm at this zoo with no cages, no enclosures, no nothing. animals are allowed to roam freely. and then people around me shunned from the tigers, lions, all those fierce cats, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while looking for familiar faces, an ostrich came barging at me and bit my neck like a vampire. of course i couldn't feel any pain in my dream, but i'm really frightened. nobody came to render assistance. for that moment of time, i feel so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had that dream (or nightmare) this morning at around 9+. woke up at 10+ and fell asleep, finally regain full consciousness at 11am. damn, slept at 12am yesterday yet woke up so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be having science practical tomorrow. cos i'm in shift 2, i'll be quarantined until everybody is done, shucks. don't know why they used that term, sounds like we're having some kinda disease. whoa sars outbreak #2. ok then, best of luck to all having practical tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8509904002697592266?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8509904002697592266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8509904002697592266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8509904002697592266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8509904002697592266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/10/omen.html' title='omen'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-3849089363098468703</id><published>2008-10-11T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:35:53.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senseless, aimless, lifeless</title><content type='html'>can you believe that i don't know what o levels are for until mid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;? wait, i think i mentioned it before. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, i didn't know why i come to school and study until motivation camp. that's very stupid. i came to school cos i was told to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like that time when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; choosing my secondary school. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; being led around without knowing what's going on. i realised that how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doofus&lt;/span&gt; i am when i see people younger than me already have their goals in mind and here i am, don't know what the heck am i doing for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird but, i think i came to school because of my friends. imagine you would be studying in a classroom with people talking among themselves leaving you alone. i was in that situation before, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; telling you, it's agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what came over me, the mood when blogging the previous post just faded and now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just feeling damn stupid. as if everyone has already forgot about me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;band mates&lt;/span&gt;, classmates, all of them. this feeling is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not just any common test, or PSLE, it's GCE 'O' LEVEL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-3849089363098468703?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-5762076998789656604</id><published>2008-10-11T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:03:45.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's coming</title><content type='html'>graduation ceremony was filled with different kinds of emotions, you know what they are. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and some classmates to watch "eagle eye". before that, we went to the food court to grab a bite. thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;martha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for offering their drinks to me, van for her ice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kachang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hasif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for his going-to-be-finished-green tea. see? everyone loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;show's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kinda boring at first but it's getting more and more exciting. the shattering sounds of windows and cars nearly killed my ears. the part where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sam's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going to reach the note and then it's doomsday kinda resembles a part of a movie (but it's a piano instead of a trumpet), but i forgot what show is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; part is, that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt; caller &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt; and giving them orders all day long was actually a computer! a supercomputer at least, some master program, jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things need to be done asap:&lt;br /&gt;- confirm the topic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gonna do for art&lt;br /&gt;- complete the remaining questions from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;phy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; chem &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- complete the math papers from other schools given by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chionh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- read all those history and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; notes, and remember them! (the toughest i suppose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder:&lt;br /&gt;- get back $5 from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;najat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and $0.20/$0.30 from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (i can't even remember the amount, ah forget it)&lt;br /&gt;- gather the pictures taken yesterday (graduation ceremony)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5762076998789656604?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5762076998789656604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5762076998789656604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5762076998789656604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5762076998789656604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-coming.html' title='it&apos;s coming'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8146175238382024128</id><published>2008-10-10T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:40:59.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the finale</title><content type='html'>tomorrow (specifically today) would be my last day of secondary school. needless to say, everyone knows the good and bad things about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years is just gone like that, and until mid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt; then i realised, how important o levels are. a blink of an eye? perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8146175238382024128?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8146175238382024128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8146175238382024128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8146175238382024128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8146175238382024128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/10/finale.html' title='the finale'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8601651817692550823</id><published>2008-10-04T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:02:20.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nc 16</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ROSAE&lt;/span&gt; NIANG! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; TO ME, ERICA AND DANIEL (YESTERDAY)!&lt;br /&gt;(erica's the first babe to share the same birthday as me, and the first guy is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intended to go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle's&lt;/span&gt; place to watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt; pie but can't, cos her dad's home. so we ended up playing monopoly. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt; lost the bet and have to treat me and van to mac (YES!).  it's funny cos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt; asked us wanna bet and she ended up being the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we watched "she's the man". cute movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right back to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tys&lt;/span&gt;. (people refer it to ten-year series, for me, it's thank you suckers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8601651817692550823?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8601651817692550823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8601651817692550823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8601651817692550823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8601651817692550823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/10/nc-16.html' title='nc 16'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-4818691781447800071</id><published>2008-10-02T15:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:00:47.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the reason why i chose art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4Tpddl6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/YbGEHLsHes8/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252455344363116450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4Tpddl6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/YbGEHLsHes8/s320/Picture+002.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4LMO8ivI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UkXxZfTn3WI/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252455199078648562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4LMO8ivI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UkXxZfTn3WI/s320/Picture+003.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4BQvcJTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/krjFxDLYGEc/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252455028489987378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4BQvcJTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/krjFxDLYGEc/s320/Picture+005.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR306ir6PI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7xXN5PBrYTU/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252454816372484338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR306ir6PI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7xXN5PBrYTU/s320/Picture+006.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we sorta secretly took pictures using the computer in digital art room when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heng&lt;/span&gt; wasn't looking. basically &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; very reserved, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adlin&lt;/span&gt; playing with her lips, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hasif&lt;/span&gt; being retarded, km and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; came out of nowhere suddenly. there's some more in the com, but we didn't get to save all. should be retrieving during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tomorrow's&lt;/span&gt; art, bum bum bee dum bum bum bee dum dum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-4818691781447800071?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/4818691781447800071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=4818691781447800071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/4818691781447800071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/4818691781447800071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-reason-i-chose-art.html' title='this is the reason why i chose art'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SOR4Tpddl6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/YbGEHLsHes8/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-5175268617713616587</id><published>2008-10-01T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:27:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holla wednesday</title><content type='html'>(mas) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;selemat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;muslims&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy children's day to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your one-day-holladay everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5175268617713616587?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5175268617713616587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5175268617713616587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5175268617713616587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5175268617713616587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-for-wednesday.html' title='holla wednesday'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-7863038196698322764</id><published>2008-09-30T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:10:54.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collison</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday to afiq and cheryl! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep rockin' libras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-7863038196698322764?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/7863038196698322764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=7863038196698322764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7863038196698322764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7863038196698322764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/collison.html' title='collison'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-1672149081957613715</id><published>2008-09-28T19:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:10:35.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really, at least</title><content type='html'>initially don't intend to blog today but what made me do it? yes, he's the first person who remembered the day (at least he's the first to tell me), and i can't explain how glad i am. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wujie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jiayou&lt;/span&gt; in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FYE&lt;/span&gt; and i want to see you in 3E2 next year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be back to check, someday, somehow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SN9yYQB1k0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/gUFnb6QNuIw/s1600-h/itunes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251041451482387266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SN9yYQB1k0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/gUFnb6QNuIw/s320/itunes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, i guess most of you know about the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt;? yeah, i thought it was so damn cool when they say you could choose one song and use their genius sidebar to round up the songs that suit the beat of the song you chose. i was kinda disappointed with the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt;. that new function is useless to me. plus, ever since i installed that new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt; store just keeps lagging. well except for the picture on top (a new way to see the genres), everything is better with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt; 7.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, those genres with only one song means i purposely switch some song's genre to it (just to see how they look like in that way). how would i listen to those, oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;c'mon&lt;/span&gt;. and yeah, i'm gonna download the older version of itunes, though it's gonna take a long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(the anime genre doesn't exist at all, so i chose the best picture i could find - naruto shippuuden)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-1672149081957613715?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/1672149081957613715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=1672149081957613715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1672149081957613715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1672149081957613715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/really-at-least.html' title='really, at least'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SN9yYQB1k0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/gUFnb6QNuIw/s72-c/itunes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-7529950210080182774</id><published>2008-09-24T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:46:44.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one would</title><content type='html'>the day is coming but i don't think anyone will remember it. even if they did, they will be too busy preparing for exams. now you know why i hate that date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from tomorrow onwards, it's just 3 weeks to the fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distressing, depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-7529950210080182774?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/7529950210080182774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=7529950210080182774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7529950210080182774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7529950210080182774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='no one would'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-437350964191426525</id><published>2008-09-18T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:04:52.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 days later...</title><content type='html'>basically it's just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;february&lt;/span&gt; to o level now. yes you're thinking what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tp&lt;/span&gt; visit would be a waste of time. after that will have night history classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta finish my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tys&lt;/span&gt; real fast real quickly real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-437350964191426525?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/437350964191426525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=437350964191426525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/437350964191426525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/437350964191426525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/28-days-later.html' title='28 days later...'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-6828586980171107117</id><published>2008-09-17T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:18:40.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dogless</title><content type='html'>yesterday after assembly, went to estelle's house with vanessa to watch "another cinderella story". the movie was ok, cos apparently i was more interested in ginger, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been two months or so since i last seen her. miss her so much, can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know dogs can be really adorable and lovely, but they can be quite scary at times. just like ginger, when we stepped into estelle's house, ginger just came barging and jump onto me. didn't expect that whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estelle was rewinding over and over again, just to see selena gomez dancing. it was repeated for over 15 times. man, she's a killa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the same people, at the same time, went to estelle's house today once again. oh btw, we had free lunch for yesterday and today, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i want a dog i want a dog i want a dog please god.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SND1d5_N-fI/AAAAAAAAALw/9iiJ5IxKeWk/s1600-h/loyal+but+lazy+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246963460017617394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SND1d5_N-fI/AAAAAAAAALw/9iiJ5IxKeWk/s320/loyal+but+lazy+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh ginger how much hair have you grown since the last time i saw you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6828586980171107117?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6828586980171107117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6828586980171107117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6828586980171107117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6828586980171107117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/dogless.html' title='dogless'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SND1d5_N-fI/AAAAAAAAALw/9iiJ5IxKeWk/s72-c/loyal+but+lazy+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-6866307488677292639</id><published>2008-09-15T15:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:56:03.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the higher you climb, the harder you fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; always expected my physics to improve greatly. little did i know that all those questions i assumed to be correct were wrong in the end. how stupid is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; only passed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; know my results for chemistry and math tomorrow, but i can already foresee that my chemistry will fail badly, most likely worse than physics (cos i didn't finish my section B).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did extremely bad for physics. haven't told mom yet. i might be unable to use the com as soon she finds out. cos she expected me to score a B3 and instead, i got a F9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chionh&lt;/span&gt; said today, most probably i would fail my math due to paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be having night classes for history tonight, need get some sleep first and then drink some coffee to perk myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired of studying, my seniors were right indeed - o level students have no life. curse MOE for making us take these complicated subjects. loads of brain cells were sacrificed in the end, with no guarantee of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day, and good luck to those having their final year examinations. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6866307488677292639?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6866307488677292639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6866307488677292639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6866307488677292639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6866307488677292639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/higher-you-climb-harder-you-fall.html' title='the higher you climb, the harder you fall'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-1999715392377889014</id><published>2008-09-11T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:57:46.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the passing of another 9/11</title><content type='html'>i can't wait to know my results now! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. how much would i score for my 1000-word essay? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, i should refrain myself from being too engrossed writing compositions. i can't simply bore the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cambridge&lt;/span&gt; markers with my long list of alphabets. o level, don't play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i express my gratitude for being alive. it's so amazing people can live up to 100+ years old. i wish to die in my sleep, naturally, with a smile or a toothless grin. that would be great isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i thank god for letting this day pass by safe and sound. at least, there is no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt; 11 attacks. the events that happened on this day 7 years ago was extreme agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have no idea what the hell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about, click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_11,_2001_attacks"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. i certainly hope that, after reading this, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; people out there will stop your "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iie&lt;/span&gt; am em0, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;iie&lt;/span&gt; hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;muiiself&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;iie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ju&lt;/span&gt;5t wanna slash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;muiiself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;andd&lt;/span&gt; k!ll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;muiiself&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please, i mean it. god and your parents gave you what you have now. is it really so fun giving yourself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; pain? no for me. learn to treasure yourself and your loved ones k emo boiis and gurlz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-1999715392377889014?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/1999715392377889014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=1999715392377889014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1999715392377889014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1999715392377889014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/passing-of-another-911.html' title='the passing of another 9/11'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-645319168781935834</id><published>2008-09-05T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:34:50.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cock-a-doodle-doo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SMC2PGaD1wI/AAAAAAAAALg/Tj1pf8RyZaY/s1600-h/m.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242390336793466626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SMC2PGaD1wI/AAAAAAAAALg/Tj1pf8RyZaY/s320/m.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my drawing and handwriting are so much nicer than hers right. i know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SMC1dJcAB7I/AAAAAAAAALY/n4_EfXwGq-Y/s1600-h/m1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242389478613452722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SMC1dJcAB7I/AAAAAAAAALY/n4_EfXwGq-Y/s320/m1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sio&lt;/span&gt; off some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chinese&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/6731775511472698176-645319168781935834?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/645319168781935834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=645319168781935834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/645319168781935834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/645319168781935834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/cock-doodle-doo_05.html' title='cock-a-doodle-doo'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0e3vns1wAbs/SMC2PGaD1wI/AAAAAAAAALg/Tj1pf8RyZaY/s72-c/m.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731775511472698176.post-6568972790129136814</id><published>2008-09-03T10:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:22:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's special:</title><content type='html'>i'm only allowed to use the com for 1 hour. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; only left with 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. poor thing right, but never mind, i have my radio with me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wasted 2 days of my holidays and i ain't gonna let it deplete anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like my ear cos it has earlobe which makes me look like a b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uddha's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ear which makes me look fatter but never mind i still cherish my ear for exposing to something so wonderful called music. YES I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had roasted peanuts just now, so delicious but i shall refrain from eating too much cos it's salty, oily and heaty which isn't good for me. i go nuts when i eat nuts. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6568972790129136814?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6568972790129136814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6568972790129136814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6568972790129136814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6568972790129136814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-special.html' title='today&apos;s special:'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8078590487895201950</id><published>2008-09-02T23:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:53:13.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my motivation died on me</title><content type='html'>i can be a fortune teller already. every day i can predict that i would be wasting my time practically in front of com, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; etc. maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rashid's&lt;/span&gt; annoying words struck me - i should wake up now. even though i will not be going for tomorrow's art (cos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be laughing and talking), i think i should start clearing my art instead of pretending that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; studying by placing my physics text in front of me. i feel really bad and guilty doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well looking at the brighter side, today's new drama on channel 8 was a blast. why? thanks to the baby! OMG SHE'S SO CUTE MAN. in fact, all babies are cute and ke ai and kawaii. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lFfNDFDUuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lFfNDFDUuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do try the game, and find sparta the cat if you can. MEOW. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8078590487895201950?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8078590487895201950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8078590487895201950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8078590487895201950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8078590487895201950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-motivation-died-on-me.html' title='my motivation died on me'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-6442298090420824367</id><published>2008-09-01T12:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:52:12.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pastamania</title><content type='html'>i want to change blog skin already. tired of this one. but i will only shop for new clothes for my blog after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;o's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GOMENASAI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; mom's cooking spaghetti later &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6442298090420824367?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6442298090420824367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6442298090420824367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6442298090420824367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6442298090420824367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-too-late-to-say-dui-bu-qi.html' title='pastamania'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-7967457339804925504</id><published>2008-08-31T22:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:50:40.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omen</title><content type='html'>that fast, today is the last day of august. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; a weird feeling that, my batch is a lot different from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, the students from previous batches are taller compared to us. and they did quite well already for their prelims and my batch, needless to say. tomorrow will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt;, meaning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; only left with 1 month +. tell me how to score good results for all subjects in just that amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt; this bloody o level is freaking pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. teachers' day performance was so-so, typical singing and dancing again. band can't do without us senior citizens man, but they did pretty well anyway. after that, went back to white sands primary with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amirah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sharilyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jiabin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wujie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hazwan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haikel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hariz and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jinwei&lt;/span&gt; were there already, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ziheng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waikit&lt;/span&gt; arrived shortly. caught up with miss lee. ah 4 years already. xoxo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary school was hell lot stress-free than secondary school. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;psle&lt;/span&gt; is easier than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;o's&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today, at least &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; completed my art for prelims. kinda waste of time cos it's totally not linked to our o level work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be about 45 days to o level now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;need to&lt;/span&gt; ask &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;afiq&lt;/span&gt; to confirm. yeah he helped me to countdown, i think he know the remaining days better than me, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wanna curse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moe&lt;/span&gt; or whoever for inventing o level. it's an exam which decides your future, which its process is full of agony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-7967457339804925504?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/7967457339804925504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=7967457339804925504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7967457339804925504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7967457339804925504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/omen.html' title='omen'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-3002146250348711140</id><published>2008-08-28T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:40:06.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math war 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; almost died in today's paper. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, just sneezing every now and then, sorry for any disturbance caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;afiq&lt;/span&gt; to return the uniform after the paper, waited with van since she had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;psp&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure to be happy or not when i heard the news of me getting an award for 'graduating from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;taf&lt;/span&gt; club'. OH MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-3002146250348711140?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/3002146250348711140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=3002146250348711140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/3002146250348711140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/3002146250348711140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/math-war-2.html' title='math war 2'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-6669613086432223579</id><published>2008-08-27T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:45:22.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math @ war</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; found out that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got a lot to catch up when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; taking my prelims. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NEEDA&lt;/span&gt; BUCK UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing math questions just now when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;oscar&lt;/span&gt; showed me something real stupid and funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edmw.sg/viewtopic.php?f=15&amp;amp;t=55924"&gt;http://www.edmw.sg/viewtopic.php?f=15&amp;amp;t=55924&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your soon-to-come holiday and this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;friday's&lt;/span&gt; teachers' day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6669613086432223579?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6669613086432223579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6669613086432223579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6669613086432223579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6669613086432223579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/math-war.html' title='math @ war'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8780970734289559844</id><published>2008-08-24T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:28:06.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time is faster than lighting</title><content type='html'>time flies when:&lt;br /&gt;1) you're having fun (parties, events)&lt;br /&gt;2) you're rushing for time (late for school/work)&lt;br /&gt;3) you're out of time (last minute work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a victim of all the 3 above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olympics&lt;/span&gt; for 1 hour and 15 minutes yesterday night, which is quite weird cos i don't really go for these kinda shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know me well enough, you should know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; constantly rushing to school, despite the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; living that close to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; always studying 1 night before a test. 2 nights beforehand is a miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8780970734289559844?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8780970734289559844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8780970734289559844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8780970734289559844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8780970734289559844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-is-faster-than-lighting.html' title='time is faster than lighting'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-730912223561253890</id><published>2008-08-22T19:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:41:26.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-genes &gt; x-factor</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i wanna be a mutant with powers that will aid me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, storm's weather-control - sunny days for going out and rainy days for staying at home, sleeping and most importantly, WHEN TAKING EXAMS IN THE HALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grey's&lt;/span&gt; telepathic powers will let me know what will come up for o level, cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nightcrawler's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teleportation&lt;/span&gt; allows me to reach anywhere anytime and most importantly, i won't be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up, i wanna be a x-men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALICIA ANG CHIEN HWEE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-730912223561253890?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/730912223561253890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=730912223561253890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/730912223561253890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/730912223561253890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/x-genes-x-factor.html' title='x-genes &gt; x-factor'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-6351515110957232343</id><published>2008-08-15T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:34:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ain't no turning point</title><content type='html'>one fine afternoon was wasted for today's math seminar. didn't learn anything much today. instead, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;formulas&lt;/span&gt; they came up with made me more confused. didn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt; from it except for receiving an easily-crumpled-file with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brochures&lt;/span&gt; related to the courses offered by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;temasek&lt;/span&gt; poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt; poly but it's so far from where i live. the nearest is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tp&lt;/span&gt; and it's already quite far for me. can't blame, cos i just live a few metres away from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;greenview&lt;/span&gt;, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, km, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt; and some 4E4 guys intended to roam around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tp&lt;/span&gt; but decided not to anyway. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming&lt;/span&gt; suggested to go och. wow such a great idea. go there during 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month. nice one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6351515110957232343?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6351515110957232343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6351515110957232343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6351515110957232343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6351515110957232343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/aint-no-turning-point.html' title='ain&apos;t no turning point'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8059327270133797861</id><published>2008-08-14T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:17:06.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad math</title><content type='html'>today was fine until the math mock test after school. if this is my o level paper, i can go nowhere. i found out that there's a lot of questions that stumbled me. i think it's time for me to take action, instead of pushing my duties to the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept telling myself: "i will do the work tomorrow. yes, TOMORROW."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt;, there is no 'tomorrow'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8059327270133797861?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8059327270133797861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8059327270133797861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8059327270133797861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8059327270133797861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/mad-math.html' title='mad math'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8876214369584588762</id><published>2008-08-13T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:33:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's hard to make choices; i hate to make choices</title><content type='html'>don't you think so? isn't it better if everything has been decided for you. so you won't have to bloody dwell on it and think should i choose this or should i choose that. that's for me, most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only like to make choices regarding things to buy, for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;effin&lt;/span&gt;' disappointed with my o level &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; results yesterday. i got a B3 and i expected an A1, how great is that. never mind &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna retake it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda unfair if you observe the results. the only distinctions for 4 express landed only on 4E1 and 4E2. just take a look at the larger-than-life difference between their teachers and ours. maybe it's the difference in their teaching techniques, or, their abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, A1 is just a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8876214369584588762?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8876214369584588762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8876214369584588762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8876214369584588762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8876214369584588762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-hard-to-make-choices-i-hate-to-make.html' title='it&apos;s hard to make choices; i hate to make choices'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8662820344064638803</id><published>2008-08-09T20:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:31:42.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy national birthday!</title><content type='html'>S-I-N-G-A-P-O-R-E one people one nation one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! happy 43rd birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; means no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; means no p.e which means no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nafa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; means a day later to hand in plate 5, 6 and 7 for art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so happy. so fabulous. so fantastic. so wonderful. so great. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yippee&lt;/span&gt;. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shoik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whoohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my island home! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward to the debut of "first class".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8662820344064638803?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8662820344064638803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8662820344064638803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8662820344064638803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8662820344064638803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-birthday.html' title='happy national birthday!'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-2600202929269773191</id><published>2008-08-08T14:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:10:28.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08. 08. 08</title><content type='html'>today's concert was a blast! when i went to take my first award, i was so tense and shaking all around. but when i was there for my second one, i felt like going for the third one! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we were told to sit in front after we got our awards, so we panicked when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jerry&lt;/span&gt; came to the second floor. me, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qicheng&lt;/span&gt;, boon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kiat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alex&lt;/span&gt; went into the music room to hide first when we saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sijie&lt;/span&gt; inside. then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kenze&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dillon&lt;/span&gt; they all (mostly from 4E2) went in to hide as well. it was rather scary as when we peeked outside, he is still outside! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; exciting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 MORE DAY TO SINGAPORE'S 43RD BIRTHDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2600202929269773191?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2600202929269773191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=2600202929269773191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2600202929269773191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2600202929269773191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-more-into-groove.html' title='08. 08. 08'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-6947407399132938654</id><published>2008-08-05T23:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:18:19.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another cruel  fact</title><content type='html'>at this point in time, nobody will be there for you at all times. o level is coming far too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you said if you could fly, you'd never come back down" - this is the first sentence of the lyrics of the song 'blue bird' from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shippuuden's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; third opening theme song. i find it so true. if anybody has the potential to soar, they won't be there for you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody will go their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways after this final &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;battle&lt;/span&gt; of our secondary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt;. who knows, we might never see each other ever again. the only way to keep up is to work hard and spread your wings and fly together with them, or maybe even higher if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are selfish, that's one of the many cruel facts of life. no matter how nice they may appear to be, a little part of them is saying: "care about yourself first, let them fend for themselves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't deny that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a selfish person too. who wouldn't want the best for themselves? but this mentality has led to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fact&lt;/span&gt; that, the world is slowly becoming a vicious dimension. it might be too late to stop it cos, habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that life sucks, it's just that, we, humans, can be so scary that we don't even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;recognise&lt;/span&gt; some of our own kind anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-6947407399132938654?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/6947407399132938654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=6947407399132938654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6947407399132938654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/6947407399132938654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-cruel-fact.html' title='another cruel  fact'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-1427516890501694138</id><published>2008-08-04T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:25:41.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>failure</title><content type='html'>i think my com is bombarding with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt;-jays. yesterday when i signed out from blogger, i closed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt; after that. nothing is there on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;taskbar&lt;/span&gt; and the song is still playing. is it something to do with 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed 2.4 run again, thanks to the last round. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; have pass if i didn't walk for the last 4 rounds :( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-1427516890501694138?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/1427516890501694138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=1427516890501694138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1427516890501694138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1427516890501694138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/failure.html' title='failure'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-2280472962581264638</id><published>2008-08-03T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:05:26.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magnetic and scientific</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; very scared. it's only been 2 weeks plus and i feel that the motivation i got from the course is drifting away from me. bit by bit, day by day. i feel as though &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a magnet, a temporary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know physics, a temporary magnet is like a metal, or rather, a substance which is not magnetic at first, get its magnetism by a few methods which i shall not list here. a temporary magnet is totally opposite of a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt; magnet. a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt; one is hard to be magnetized, but the good thing is, it is hard for it to lose them. on the other side, a temporary magnet gets its magnetism so easily, but it loses them that easy as well. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; full of motivation (or energy) at the end of the course, i even posted that how confident i was that i would score great results. but my energy has been drained away by some distractions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really scared that one day, i would be back to square one, the metal which has no magnetism at all. i can't describe how worried i am by words. on top of it, i guess none of my friends realized that. they may have seen me slacking away in school, but thinking that i would be studying at home. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just get my magnetism from my friends. just like covalent bonding (it's chemistry). maybe i should share some energy with them and get motivated and get that ass on work. maybe i should try it out tomorrow. maybe i don't hate chemistry as i do last time. maybe i don't hate physics that much like last time. maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; more interested in science. maybe i got a tiny winy flow of magnetism in my mind, body and soul now by blogging. maybe, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i typed so many wordings that includes science, wow with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, not monday again. 2.4 km run tomorrow, prepare to sweat like some pig from some sty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2280472962581264638?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2280472962581264638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=2280472962581264638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2280472962581264638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2280472962581264638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/08/magnetic-and-scientific.html' title='magnetic and scientific'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-5317897693156691841</id><published>2008-07-27T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:31:50.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resurrection</title><content type='html'>horkai, this blog hella needa brand new skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward to today's incredible tales :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5317897693156691841?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5317897693156691841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5317897693156691841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5317897693156691841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5317897693156691841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/07/resurrection.html' title='resurrection'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-2052515935041197520</id><published>2008-07-19T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:49:49.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; learnt a lot from the 3-day motivation workshop. at first, it was a rather boring session for me. cos we would have to sit down there and listen to them for 14 hours man, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;killa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 trainers for the entire course. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;md&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lee and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tan. as well as their assistants (basically the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the course), tong, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was my favourite trainer for two simple reasons. he's the funniest trainer of all, so fun to hang out with, and he clearly know how us, teenagers feel, and i thank him for that. also, he was the one who spend the most amount of time with us, and all of us enjoyed his lessons, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wasn't too bad, quite funny but not as funny as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though. his voice damn power, the girls say his voice macho &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's funny when he's laughing, like ha-ha-ha in a deep low voice. one thing i don't like about him was, he tend to talk too loudly and shouts to the mike quite often - i hate shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; spent only 2 days with us. still he's a nice man. although the people behind called him psycho from behind, that was kinda funny but, bad thing to say. apparently he showed us lots of videos, so well don't really know what kind of person he is. all 3 of them made us laugh. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made us cry, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made us tired, not too sure about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started with his "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", which means some vulgarities. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and his "retribution~", saying that next time ah your kid ah, hairy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;utan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the broom to sweep the floor etc. some really evil but really really funny sentences. however, on the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day, he made us cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told us how important our parents are, saying if we want to do well in our o level or not. unable to support your parents and just let them to fend for themselves and things like that, made a lot of people cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day very fun and tiring. we had to hold our goals in life written on a piece of paper with our hands straight for 1.5 hours at the basketball court. hot and tiring. the fun and a bit sad part lies on the closing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ceremony&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tamimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hasif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rashid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haziqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;marleenah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;suriyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;najat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and also the rest who talked on the stage about their family and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stuffs&lt;/span&gt; like that, THEY WERE GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after listening to some of their stories, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; found out that i am so so much lucky than some of them. with a better studying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt;, there is no reasons for me to score lower than them. we sang "if we hold on together" once again, real fun. and sorry dad and mom, from today onwards, i will do my very best to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt; higher marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, WORDS ARE CHEAP. SAY NO USE, MUST TAKE ACTION. it's hard, really hard, but i will try my best to do so.  fellow mates, let's work hard for our very last battle! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jiayou&lt;/span&gt;! and also, congratulations to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt;! he's getting married soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;words starting with f are normally used quite often, especially by those people whom swear a lot. "fuck" is a common term for them. still, f stands for a lot important beings in our life. family and friends (and maybe fans, i don't have, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amin&lt;/span&gt; got a lot already! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;). imagine how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dfficult&lt;/span&gt; and tough we will have to continue with our life without our family and friends. so cherish them while you can, you will never ever regret doing so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2052515935041197520?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2052515935041197520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>don't know why, till now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still not motivated to do any work related to studies. i feel like doing nothing and just, forget about all my worries. adding on to the burden, my neck is aching. didn't have a good sleep i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's physics test tomorrow and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; yet to study for it. i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna flunk it anyway. no matter how hard i try to study, those words and diagrams just can't fit into my awfully &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;idiotic&lt;/span&gt; brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, tomorrow is the last day of school of the week for me. cos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be having motivation course on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. gonna miss lots of shows. but still, if this is gonna work and push me to do what i don't in the past, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same feeling as yesterday. very tired, very sad. somehow, i feel like an outsider to everyone, an extra person. putting more weight on my problems, 15 days is all i have to complete all 8 plates for my art. the truth is that, i haven't started on even one, cos i changed my topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt; me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to realise that, band has already become part of me, without me noticing it. ever since i left band, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been very very unhappy. however, the sad thing is, those friends of mine in band seemed to forget about me as an individual, except for some who do, and i really really appreciate it. thanks, you people are just so great. love you bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez, i'm spouting nonsense now. all right the end, any further complains will lead to the fact that i'm desperately trying to gain sympathy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8540916148107970957?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8540916148107970957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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fabulous wonderful</title><content type='html'>went to downtown east to meet up with kaiming and aly. first they say meet at the stage, then arcade. made me roam all about :/ then went to find estelle and the others. estelle as temari (from naruto), erica as yuki nagato (from sos brigade), vanessa as haruhi suzumiya (also from sos b) and keldon as kyouya (from ouran high). haha and kaiming as uzumaki naruto (from naruto), me, aly and shawn aren't cosplaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw A LOT MANY MUCH cosplayers there. i saw naruto (one guy + lkm), sasuke (ryan), sakura, kakashi, sai, yamato, neji, kankuro, temari (estelle), kisame, sasori and tobi. so cool sia, if got the others even more shiok. aly might be cosplaying ino after o level :) saw zaraki kenpachi, he like so pathetic! stood there for 40+ mins and nobody wanted to take a picture of him. me and aly were laughing our ass off. ok lah don't so bad lah but his hair damn flat. the anime one is spiky, super spiky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most incredible thing is that, the whole of espada from 1-10 (bleach) were all present, just like a class! oh that includes aizen, gin, tosen and inoue. they were like following the storyline and acting a drama on stage. then ichigo was like going to use bankai against grimmjow and ulquiorra, then he went behind a piece of black cloth to change into bankai mode for about 1 min or 2. so damn funny sia, everyone was like BANKAI SO SLOW MEH. haha plus grimmjow used an invisible cero -.- anyway it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaiming left around 3:50+ to meet jimson, aly left for alicia chien's chalet around 4:30. had hell lot of fun there. erica was playing with her hat beside the air-con and kept saying "oh my condom is outta control!!!", hahaha and they place the hat on keldon's you-know-what. i kept playing with estelle's fan, so cool :D then we found a broken sword on the floor so we used it to make vanessa kill erica. haha it attracted lots of attention instantly. thanks to keldon's discovery of sword on the floor, my discovery of blade stuck in the handle/cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's around the grand finale, all cosplayers are invited to dance on the stage. &lt;strong&gt;ALL OF THEM WERE SO DAMN DARN HIGH SIA. &lt;/strong&gt;i wanted to join them, but all of them were cosplayers, aiyo. so me and shawn were like so jealous down there. i was carrying the fan and him carrying the hat and guitar. man he attacked me with the guitar for at least 3 times! he knocked into one lady with it too o.o saw pikachu, transformer, gundam and iron man there. the gundam was damn cool, eyes were glowing, just that it was walking at a snail's pace. tell you, the iron man is exactly like the one for the movie advertising! so real man, unlike the budget transformer (not saying cos it's truly superthetic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a teeny weeny incident at the backstage after everything. first estelle thought she lost her wallet. she was freaked out, and she went to the toilet where she changed into temari and came back here, only to found out that erica and van found it the moment she ran out. so dramazxz worhsxz. next, the ichigo seemed to be very unhappy. most likely that his team members didn't turned up, yeah pangseh him lah. then we began to search for him and found him outside at the grassy place. and everything was back to normal as we headed to take neoprint. wah seh, the most original neoprint ever. cos the machine was faulty, we couldn't edit the pictures. worse still, we can't get to choose them. so suay, it turned out to be a ultra small piece of stickable photograph. never mind lah cos i didn't pay them the money for neoprint :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay no school tomorrow cos it's youth day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking forward to the next cosplay (after o level!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6731775511472698176.post-7148882195085754487</id><published>2008-07-04T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:35:34.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i retake chinese oral?</title><content type='html'>today's lesson is almost slacking through all the time. after school, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt; and van went to buy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming's&lt;/span&gt; contacts. me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; got oral today. cos oral starts at 2:15, i went to the music room to visit my dearest band members! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, they miss me so much man. all begging me to not to go for oral sia, aiyo. then went to check when is my turn for oral with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boonkiat&lt;/span&gt;. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;suay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; the last candidate for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to hall for oral (despite all of them were kneeling down begging), all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; students of 4E4 were there, the only 4E5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; students were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt; and me. i waited from 2:15 to 4:10 for my turn. there were 17 of us, 5 by 5, so me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt; were sitting at the last row. it might be a good thing or a bad thing, the fan is just above us. so, it was chilling, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somemore&lt;/span&gt; we were damn nervous, having that don't really seem to be helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made 2 mistakes during the oral - don't know how to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pronounce&lt;/span&gt; 3 words and know what is that word but said wrongly. plus during the conversation section, i nearly said &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; (in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;). luckily i changed to "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wang&lt;/span&gt;". :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-7148882195085754487?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/7148882195085754487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=7148882195085754487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7148882195085754487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7148882195085754487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/07/badbye-chinese-oral.html' title='can i retake chinese oral?'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-3157054597129084654</id><published>2008-07-02T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:14:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't find the direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, there's art tomorrow. another stoning period for me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to dislike art because of the prep work. my math is falling too, need to ask loads of question or else &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be lost, just like the tv show "lost". ironically, they can get lost for 4 seasons, wow. and "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prison break"&lt;/span&gt;, after 3 seasons, they are still trapped inside, how incredible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-3157054597129084654?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/3157054597129084654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=3157054597129084654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/3157054597129084654'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lkm&lt;/span&gt; told me to meet at 2, but then he said he typed wrongly. he was too lazy to change it to "he leaving his house at 2", thus i waited at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; station like some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mofo&lt;/span&gt; for 28 minutes. THANKS A LOT. he brought his retarded brother &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lkw&lt;/span&gt; along too. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coincidentally&lt;/span&gt;, all 3 of us were wearing white top black bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt; city and tried to find &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt; and the others. they were eating so we went into the convention hall first. the place was damn crowded, just like the expo. quite disappointed as there doesn't have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt; and bleach figurines, very different from what i expected. instead, there's a lot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cosplayers&lt;/span&gt;. some look cool, scary, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt;, and retarded. saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; there, he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cosplaying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sasuke&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt;. despite the fact that he's too dark for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sasuke&lt;/span&gt;, he came in 3rd, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us were very tired so we sat outside the hall. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiwen&lt;/span&gt; and i were laughing at those lousy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cosplayers&lt;/span&gt;. some of them were really damn funny. then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;erica&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;keldon&lt;/span&gt; turned up. after some chatting, the 3 of them went into the hall while we were waiting outside. they must be too amazed at those things in there, so the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;leks&lt;/span&gt; and i went back home. had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;breadtalk&lt;/span&gt; for dinner (sounds pathetic right), then they went to visit their grandma and i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is such a rough day, kinda regretted coming to the convention event as nothing much interests me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;, it brings back the good old times. cos 1 month before (29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may) was the day we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt;. seems like i haven't recovered from 'miss-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt;-disease'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-7048185786818474361?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/7048185786818474361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=7048185786818474361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7048185786818474361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7048185786818474361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/toys-and-comics-arent-for-kids-and.html' title='toys and comics aren&apos;t for kids and geeks only'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8605878235253479994</id><published>2008-06-26T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:59:42.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHOO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WUJIE&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8605878235253479994?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8605878235253479994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8605878235253479994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8605878235253479994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8605878235253479994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/hb-kwj.html' title='lovely 14'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-5419577661406566557</id><published>2008-06-19T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:37:17.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the chronicles of zohan's attempt, get smart will ya?</title><content type='html'>yesterday had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; remedial, did nothing much. after that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;me, k and v &lt;/span&gt;went to white sands library to do some homework. on the way there we saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming's&lt;/span&gt; ex, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cedric&lt;/span&gt; was there too, so we did our homework together. yeah that's for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; remedial was a blast! we almost did nothing at all. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rohannah&lt;/span&gt; asked us to wait for the others. it took us around 45 mins. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the study area, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rohannah&lt;/span&gt; helped us with lots of food. in the end, she gave us 2 worksheets, wait and eat for the remedial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to e!hub to watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zohan&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nc&lt;/span&gt;16 can't watch. so we switched to get smart. the show was damn funny, plus violent. sharp needles all over the face, stapling the forehead and freaky things like that. don't know why it isn't nc16, well who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aly&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kfc&lt;/span&gt; while km and i went to the food court. after eating saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;km's&lt;/span&gt; ex again, this must be fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; left with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, math and physics homework. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; shall be group work, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; chew doesn't seem to care anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-5419577661406566557?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/5419577661406566557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=5419577661406566557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5419577661406566557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/5419577661406566557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/chronicles-of-zohans-attempt-get-smart.html' title='the chronicles of zohan&apos;s attempt, get smart will ya?'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-4561292833853921313</id><published>2008-06-17T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:18:46.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo to miss john anne</title><content type='html'>remember her? yes she's the funniest history teacher. you all might think she'd already &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quited&lt;/span&gt; teaching, but no. heard from weihong that she's currently teaching in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tp&lt;/span&gt;, cool piece of shit. but don't forget, we've got your videos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-4561292833853921313?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/4561292833853921313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=4561292833853921313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/4561292833853921313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/4561292833853921313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/miss-john-anne-miss-her.html' title='xoxo to miss john anne'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-1673059201234999582</id><published>2008-06-15T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:16:57.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one month ain't enough</title><content type='html'>i don't know why the hell am i blogging now. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; yet to complete all my homework. chemistry is done, left with history and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt;. history 3/5 done, haven't start with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss. &lt;/span&gt;plus there's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, math and physics, but don't know whether the teachers will check or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since 3rd &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; back from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt;, mom washed my jacket and until today 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;, i discovered that my jacket is kinda 'spoilt'. the sleeves became extra white, or bleached. and it feels kinda heavy, as though the water is being trapped inside. yeah sounds disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one thing, students shouldn't take o level at the young age of 16. how much can we actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; at such a tender age. this is why there is countless jobless people out there. i only have one week to complete the remaining trash. gotta work it out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that this holiday is stupid, thanks to those freaking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remedials&lt;/span&gt;. don't know why, i'm feeling so... i have no idea how to describe this feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-1673059201234999582?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/1673059201234999582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=1673059201234999582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1673059201234999582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/1673059201234999582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-month-aint-enough.html' title='one month ain&apos;t enough'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-2345455127579498376</id><published>2008-06-11T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:13:43.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mon/tues/wed's happenings</title><content type='html'>9th june:&lt;br /&gt;some freak made me wasted $6 on taxi fare. and that freak told me i was darn late already, but i wasn't. curse you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lek kaiming&lt;/span&gt;. waited for the rest to arrive and went to some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coffee shop&lt;/span&gt; to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest was waiting for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cameron&lt;/span&gt; so me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estelle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt; first. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;palawan&lt;/span&gt; beach was quite a no-no for them, so we headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tanjong&lt;/span&gt; beach, no difference to me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they arrived shortly, and we had lots of fun. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a good photographer man, they just don't appreciate it. vake and i went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; city while the rest continued to play. we walked around for ages, thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aly&lt;/span&gt;. shop shop shop, while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming&lt;/span&gt; was messing around with the lady's clothes. obviously, people thought he was some freak-in-the-mind monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, we wanted to watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; panda, but we needed to wait till a long time before we could catch the next timing. so we headed to downtown east and the same thing happened. went to arcade and played the basketball thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rosae&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; and joey, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;afiq&lt;/span&gt; (percussion), &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;afiq&lt;/span&gt; (ex-french horn) and their gang of friends, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doris, &lt;/span&gt;her friend and some seniors from band whom i don't talk to. reached home around 9:40+, as predicted, i was totally drained out. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, looks like i could do some fortune-telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th june:&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. had tuition and finally completed chemistry homework. but i lost one of the paper which is one of the chemistry homework. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have to re-do if i can't find it, oh man this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th june:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been practising to sleep early and wake up early, looks like the result ain't that bad, i could wake up by myself around 8:20am. the main reason is that i wanna get rid of my panda rings.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to become po from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched enchanted from 9+ to 11+, had a shower and lunch and everything from 11+ to 1+, and later watched the game plan from 1+ to 3+. had quite a little movie marathon, didn't know there's so much movies that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; yet to watch. i shall watch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt; and the chipmunks when there's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i need to complete the easy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tweesy&lt;/span&gt; homework as it's 4 now. damn it, 1 last week before school opens its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hell gate&lt;/span&gt;. all right that's all for today, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2345455127579498376?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2345455127579498376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=2345455127579498376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2345455127579498376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2345455127579498376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/9608-some-freak-made-me-waste-6-on-taxi.html' title='mon/tues/wed&apos;s happenings'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-4277593647274168136</id><published>2008-06-09T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:07:37.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dramatic issues</title><content type='html'>while doing chemistry homework halfway, i felt like writing down the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; when the plane took off when i was going for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; trip. it has been 10 years+ since i boarded a plane (before the trip), so it's quite an excitement for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the plane is starting to rise, it's like the feeling you're on the pirate ship in some amusement park. cos it go up and down to stabilize the plane and things like that. the best part was when the plane is rising at a 45 degree position. the feeling of dropping just excites me. hope there's a re-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; trip after our o level. ^^ "you must be nuts" is what you would say, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a class outing for 4E5 tomorrow, to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt;! (actually it's today cos it's already 12:40am+) should be playing for the whole day. :) but man, it's about 14-16 weeks to o level now, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been failing math, science and humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please god, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jesus&lt;/span&gt;, b&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;uddha, &lt;/span&gt;bless me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-4277593647274168136?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/4277593647274168136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=4277593647274168136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/4277593647274168136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/4277593647274168136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/drama.html' title='dramatic issues'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-7581867888401494269</id><published>2008-06-06T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:03:27.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss late hours. i miss free air-con. i miss perth</title><content type='html'>the headline says it all. overslept this morning and couldn't find my health booklet. late for almost an hour for today's physics practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; remedial. kinda miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;' lesson, and his candies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that had to stay back for an hour for physics remedial cos i missed the first one. don't know where &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kaiming&lt;/span&gt; they all went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS PERTH, where i could forget all my troubles. a time machine would be heaven's best gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah happy birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adelle&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adlin&lt;/span&gt;)! i know what you want for your present. '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo'&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-7581867888401494269?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/7581867888401494269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=7581867888401494269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7581867888401494269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/7581867888401494269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-late-hours-i-miss-free-air-con-i.html' title='i miss late hours. i miss free air-con. i miss perth'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-2150303315978204704</id><published>2008-06-05T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:00:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perth &gt; singapore</title><content type='html'>man i miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; so much. thank god i made the right choice by going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may:&lt;br /&gt;went for briefing on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; night and boarded the bus. reached the airport and had lots of customs to go through. finally boarded the plane and waited for it to take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; this is stupid, i sat at the corner of the seat, with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;siyu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; beside me. in other words, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just next to the window. cos it's very late, and dark outside, i mistook the right wing of the plane for another plane. that explains why the 'plane' shadowed us all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then upon arrival, the plane went through the clouds. beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, reached &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; around 6+ in the morning. customs again, then went straight to change into those ugly uniforms. boarded the bus and reached corpus &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;christi&lt;/span&gt; college (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ccc&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group consist of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qicheng&lt;/span&gt;, boon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kiat&lt;/span&gt; and myself. our student leader's name is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daniel&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;danny&lt;/span&gt; (i forgot) he showed us to his classroom, man it was totally different from those in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the students there are very friendly, though some were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sarcastically&lt;/span&gt; friendly. -.- but well, thank god there isn't many of them. cos dani d had a test later on, he passed us to maddy. i got to know more people from maddy's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allina is maddy best friend, throughout the whole lesson, they were busy drawing each other's notebook. there was another guy in the same class (forgot the name), he's maddy's bro. a guy named tim's from korea, tall guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the teacher can't seem to deal with the students. 3 girls were always interupting the lesson. they were either talking, sleeping, or disturbing the goodie-two-shoes in front of them. i found out that there was quite a number of asians studying in perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short break and then peformed in the school. after that, bidded goodbye and went up the bus. anyway i slept every single time when i'm on the bus ride, cos it was just too comfy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached orchard glory farm and checked in. my bunk buddies were qicheng, wujie, jeric, awaludin and brandon. there's a total of 3 rooms, 6 beds. me and qicheng, wujie and brandon, jeric and awaludin. i must say, for a farmhouse, it was quite good! except for the damned toilet. it was super uper per er r dirty irty rty ty y. had to sleep by 9.30pm, thanks mr seong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st may:&lt;br /&gt;had to do some stretching before having breakfast. after that, had some farm activities. the animals there are simply adorable. we fed some of the horses, sheeps and larmas. and then we watched the fat sheep became botak. the sheep seems to be in agony, and the man just kept shaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a winery tour, how i wish to taste a drop of it. had a great treasure-hunting game, though everyone fell out, chased by dogs, lost, we had a great time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire, just singing and dancing, had quite some fun too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah those are the main highlights. we could sleep at 11.30pm cos everything is delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st june:&lt;br /&gt;aww last day at farm. we'll be checking into the hotel at night, but i strongly think that the farm is hell lot better than the hotel. cos there is like a bond we formed in the farm, in the hotel, everyone was on their own. other than the toilet, farm &gt; hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visted the yanchep limestone cave, kinda creepy. after that, we had lunch and proceeded to fremantle. MY FAVOURITE PLACE IN PERTH! we had loads of shopping, the things were great, but expensive. :/ bought some interesting keychains, tags and badges which turned out to be useless after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd june:&lt;br /&gt;visted kings park and got to see the weapons of cavemen. and then had the last performance at whiteman park. had hamburger and fries for lunch. we were like having picnic there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people passed by, and we gave them cool names! we saw 'britney spears', 'paris hilton', 'madonna', 'justin timberlake' and lots of celebs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main namegivers were yizhen and jeric. it's unbelievable jeric did that. went to the zoo and had lots of fun with the animals there. we got to fed kangaroos too. to me, they were almost like enlarged rabbits. sadly we couldn't touch their babies, unless we want a kick from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was one intersting koala bear. it was like brandon, had a sneezing combo. but it went for 19 times, haha. too bad we missed the star-gazing session cos we got delayed by some irresponsible twerps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to hotel and had party cos it's the last night. darren and sidek went to our unit and said something to wujie they all. i was packing my things in the room so i missed the talking. since the teachers allowed us to sleep whenever we wanted, we had a party. we went to sidek's unit and went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandon thought we had the keys, he went back first. when we were going back to return to our unit, dang, we can't go in. we don't wish to disturb the others as well, so we gave up after countless knockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the counter for help but no one was seen. no choice, we spent the night at sidek's living room. miss yip said that the french horn players and percussion have to return the instruments back to ccc the next morning, meaning i'll have to reach downstairs earlier than the others. kinda unfair to the f horns uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd june:&lt;br /&gt;woke up in a panic and rushed back to our unit. luckily brandon was already awake. the sad thing was, i can't finish my pizza for breakfast cos i'm late. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned the intruments and went to morish nuts factory. the nuts were super delicious. they are so delicious that they will make you go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our way to the restuarant for our last meal, we passed by club x, adult shop, you know what i mean. yizhen is so turned on, i know she wanted to go in, she has been pulling back for the past 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went through the freaking customs again and boarded the plane. watched step up 2 and cj7 on the plane and fell asleep. reached singapore around 10+. after all the last checkings, we went back around 12+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i was so tired, dozed off upon lying on the bed. good to be back, but back here means have to attend remedials again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th june:&lt;br /&gt;went for ss remedial yesterday and today. today after ss remedial, went to estelle's house to collect ginger. kaiming was sick, he went to white sands to return his book and slept like a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estelle, vanessa and alicia went to watch one missed call at alicia's house. i didn't go cos i need to be at home by 1pm, anyway i didn't want to be the only guy there as well. walked ginger to alicia's house and went home. yeah that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be having physics and ss remedials tomorrow. all right time to do some revising, never thought of that eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*advanced happy birthday adlin! (6th june - tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;* o level students have no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-2150303315978204704?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/2150303315978204704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=2150303315978204704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2150303315978204704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/2150303315978204704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/perth-singapore.html' title='perth &gt; singapore'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-3162936123857874065</id><published>2008-06-04T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:37:04.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye halcyon days</title><content type='html'>hi folks, guess what? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; blogging in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perth&lt;/span&gt; now! LIKE REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup a lot of things happened in these 5 days, but after long hours of flight and everything, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; totally drained out. worse still, there's ss workshop tomorrow. therefore, i shall fill you guys in about the trip tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-3162936123857874065?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/3162936123857874065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=3162936123857874065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/3162936123857874065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/3162936123857874065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/06/return.html' title='goodbye halcyon days'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6731775511472698176.post-8693030882450685393</id><published>2008-05-28T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:34:46.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comeback</title><content type='html'>well yeah i'm back to blogging now, cos tons of people miss my blog. can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much but just endless remedials from school. and just to let you guys know, i'll be away for the band perth trip from 29th may to 3rd june. i'll post more when i'm back. meanwhile, don't miss me too much k. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's art remedial till 5pm tomorrow. we'll be at T3 at around 11pm or so. those who are not going might wanna see us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye, have a great night! xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731775511472698176-8693030882450685393?l=thebrokencode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/feeds/8693030882450685393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731775511472698176&amp;postID=8693030882450685393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8693030882450685393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731775511472698176/posts/default/8693030882450685393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrokencode.blogspot.com/2008/05/comeback.html' title='comeback'/><author><name>Josh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
