<?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-7846414449277954841</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:38:21.703+08:00</updated><category term='Holiday Homework sucks .'/><category term='Broken - A True Life/Fictional Story by Brendon Chua'/><category term='Happy Birthday Shulian :D'/><category term='I can&apos;t even make you happy D:'/><category term='OBS .'/><title type='text'>My thanks to bella ?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1202962469822407446</id><published>2008-10-01T01:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:10:12.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://Untilyoufallasleep.blogspot.com  &lt;/span&gt;RELINK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1202962469822407446?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1202962469822407446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1202962469822407446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1202962469822407446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1202962469822407446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-blog-relink-pls.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-4587438128531776033</id><published>2008-09-17T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:11:05.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kel ..</title><content type='html'>Kel,&lt;br /&gt;though you're leaving for 2 months. We all sure miss you one. Take care. You know we love you. We will wait for you to be back. then we celebrate okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye kel.&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Brendon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4587438128531776033?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4587438128531776033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4587438128531776033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4587438128531776033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4587438128531776033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/09/kel.html' title='Kel ..'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-224801448967707734</id><published>2008-09-11T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:35:11.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this comp sucks.&lt;br /&gt;internet sucks.&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-224801448967707734?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/224801448967707734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=224801448967707734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/224801448967707734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/224801448967707734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-comp-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-163241969198081279</id><published>2008-08-27T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:15:57.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay skipped 3 days.</title><content type='html'>Okay. Lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped a total of 3 days already, within two weeks. ( Including today )&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe , Enqi &amp;amp; Gabriel also pon together with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Edward, to leave you alone in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enqi's birthday is tomorrow. But he's spending with his girlfriend, idiot right.&lt;br /&gt;Okay , I'm not sastified with my results although I got 2 A(s). D:&lt;br /&gt;That 2 A(s) will nt cover the one I fails ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, POA &amp;amp; English are both the subjects I got A.&lt;br /&gt;27.5/30 for POA and English 22/30 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry I could not make you love me the way you should, maybe I'm too late. ( yes I'm too late )&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I love you.&lt;br /&gt;With Regards, My Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-163241969198081279?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/163241969198081279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=163241969198081279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/163241969198081279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/163241969198081279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-skipped-3-days.html' title='Okay skipped 3 days.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-4701752284733400726</id><published>2008-08-25T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:49:07.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chapter 8 &amp;amp; 9 is out ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Please visit &lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; for your copies now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to sch today. Early morning I got stomach ache . D:&lt;br /&gt;I think it's becos of the thai tom yam i ate yesterday, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, just go and read BROKEN now. :D Read liao comment there okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on Every Comments(#) Counts, to comment. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4701752284733400726?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4701752284733400726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4701752284733400726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4701752284733400726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4701752284733400726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-8-9-is-out-d-please-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-6132799512060211260</id><published>2008-08-21T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:23:12.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I know, I'm a much more different person..&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, how different I am from before ? In what way have I changed ? Where did I changed? And what becomes of me now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you all tell me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Brendon you changed, you're not the old Brendon I knew once before '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHY.&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHEN I ASKED YOU ALL I CHANGED , YOU ALL SAID DONT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;Then what's the point of saying I changed when you don't even know the fucking reason from the start ? If you all don't tell me, how can I become like before ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I realised that I've changed when you people don't tell me what happened to me ? If you people don't tell me what happened, how can I change back to my normal self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all just fucking said ' Brendon you've changed ' for the fuck sake of saying I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of saying all this when you know it doesn't help me! You all wanted to told me I changed because you all want me to return back, but how will I be able to become like before when I don't even fucking know a single bit ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so terribly fuck-ed up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to act like you understand me when you don't. Knowing that I change isn't understanding, you're just trying to corrupt me further if you don't give me a reason. If you really understand me, give me a fucking reason lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-6132799512060211260?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/6132799512060211260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=6132799512060211260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6132799512060211260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6132799512060211260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-i-know-im-much-more-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-2766287190918656067</id><published>2008-08-20T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:23:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the third time, broken.</title><content type='html'>you know. third time, i think i've got used to it already.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since last year.&lt;br /&gt;and now, broken as usual, as always.&lt;br /&gt;today, 20 08 2008 20:08 , that message hurts me a lot, but i'm okay, used to it already, I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;It's really damn unexpected, i always thought would be the day, but i expected shit now. What did I do wrong ? Where did I go wrong ? I don't know anything and you refuse to tell me anything. Now my mood is like trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't your fault, i should've expected that and not be happy too early.&lt;br /&gt;now everything is gone.&lt;br /&gt;today is gone,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow that I've planned is also gone,&lt;br /&gt;Everything faded, my heart felt like a glass that dropped onto the ground, shattered into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must take care, I know you're better off without me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-2766287190918656067?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/2766287190918656067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=2766287190918656067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2766287190918656067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2766287190918656067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-third-time-broken.html' title='For the third time, broken.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-489479041052209425</id><published>2008-08-16T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:47:41.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay pple. Guess I'm fine now. Feeling better already.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I blogged about yesterday is because I think I spoilt my mother's hard drive.(external)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't scold me or nag or whatever. She's like usual, smiling kindly to me. This makes me feel more remorseful. Seriously, I rather she scolds me. And yes, I want to thank you pple alot for the tags and the encouragement, thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading James &amp;amp; the giant peach, Matthew lent it to me. It's so so so nice okay. And One more common test paper to go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA , rahh. the most stress and long one. And and and, Chapter 7 will be releasing tonight! So faster get your copies @ &lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; ASAP before stocks runs out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay think thats all. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-489479041052209425?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/489479041052209425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=489479041052209425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/489479041052209425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/489479041052209425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-4908714820327046951</id><published>2008-08-15T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:03:23.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why did you both choose to give birth to me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you both must have regretted it now ,&lt;br /&gt;or not (?) Maybe sooner or later .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do , seriously ? Wasting money, making things spoil, show no respect, lousy results.&lt;br /&gt;I know, you both love me. You bought me what I want, everything. But what do you both get in return ? Nothing but sorrows &amp;amp; agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy results, what I obtained when you both expected me to get high marks to make You both smile. I'm sorry, I know I'm useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always spoil things, especially expensive things. Things pple treasure it the most. I spoil every single thing that is in my possesion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I show no respect, scold profanities at home when I know you all don't like it. Waste electricity &amp;amp; water, till bills come flooding in. I think, if you both chose not to have me, you both'd be millionaires already. But why ? Why give birth to such an useless son ? Sorry isn't enough, I know. I know I owe you both alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I wish now is to die . ASAP . When I die, you would not have to waste money on me already. you'd be able to save up alot, maybe 2x when I'm alive. It's okay, maybe the funeral and coffin is the last payment you will pay and buy for me ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4908714820327046951?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4908714820327046951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4908714820327046951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4908714820327046951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4908714820327046951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-did-you-both-choose-to-give-birth.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-6551114394984093144</id><published>2008-08-12T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:05:16.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common test this week. Busy. Chapter 6 is out already, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I got my G900 already, happyhappy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touchtouchtouchtouchtouch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck for Common test pple! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Study hard, Rowena! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-6551114394984093144?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/6551114394984093144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=6551114394984093144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6551114394984093144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6551114394984093144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/common-test-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-7827471721843030973</id><published>2008-08-08T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:36:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhahhahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people. it's 08/08/08. olympics , BEJING 2008!&lt;br /&gt;and and and , national day tomorrow! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY NO SCH , but common test tuesday start. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i want my G900! Lololol. Ohyah, my updates for the story blog will come up slow. Cos exam, studystudystudy. Okay goodbyeee readers (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-7827471721843030973?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/7827471721843030973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=7827471721843030973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7827471721843030973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7827471721843030973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhahhahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-4298185972816109033</id><published>2008-08-03T12:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:37:33.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Selling Xbox 360 ! + 5 Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Burnout Revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ultimate Alliance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Call of Duty 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kameo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FIFA ' 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Wireless Controllers , 20Gb Hardisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all cables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years old, but very seldom use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sms your offer to 91879459.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Deal close on 4th August, 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4298185972816109033?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4298185972816109033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4298185972816109033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4298185972816109033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4298185972816109033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/selling-xbox-360-5-games.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-4362983582942232089</id><published>2008-08-03T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T00:29:19.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short?</title><content type='html'>Lol. Stupid , Short , Bastard?&lt;br /&gt;Jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;, Firstly, even if I'm short, I respect myself, my name. Not like you, you don't even fucking respect the name your parents gave you, omg, so disrespectful, where are your fucking manners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I've got things to do, unlike you. Without any reason, tagging pple, insult them. ill-mannered person. you disgraced your family and all the generations, how sad. I wonder how your child will turn out like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, RESPECT. I hope you're not one of my friend. Because I don't make friends with pple who don't respect me, for who am i. So what if I'm short ? I've got something you do not have even if you're taller than me, RESPECT. Where are yours ? School didn't teach you? Or sch kicked you out cos you lack of that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of you living in this world without manners. What a joke, get a life and reflect !&lt;br /&gt;Noobshit, I'm not gonna let you ruin my day, fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played volleyball,basketball,volleyball,basketball lately. Tired.tired.tired. super tired. Okay off to doing my daily exercises. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4362983582942232089?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4362983582942232089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4362983582942232089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4362983582942232089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4362983582942232089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/08/short.html' title='short?'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-1089925840126918861</id><published>2008-07-31T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:27:17.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jump up touch drop down squat up jump up touch drop down squat up..&lt;br /&gt;That is my jumping exercise, I'm gonna do it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;- To grow tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did 50 sit ups , 25 push ups , that jumping exercise 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm sweating like crazy now. Super crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine, except for being late to report to Mr Lim. Three times already, all Farhan's fault, he always make me late lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Pizzahut today, for lunch with Ms Ong , yuanli, nurul, audi, larry and matthew. was fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay done, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1089925840126918861?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1089925840126918861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1089925840126918861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1089925840126918861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1089925840126918861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/jump-up-touch-drop-down-squat-up-jump.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-3538223309865317031</id><published>2008-07-28T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:48:42.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 5 out soon</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chapter 5 will be out soon. By this week. Halfway done already.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chapter 5 is OUT ! please visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; NOW! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'd like to thank enqi &amp;amp; russel today. we went to buy takoyaki balls then they encourage me, telling me must have self-confidence, must lie to myself saying i can grow tall, who knows, maybe one day , i might manage to lie to myself and really grow tall! HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GROW TALL. I CAN , I MUST , I WILL , I BELIEVE ! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow tall.tall.tall.tall.tall.tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the end goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-3538223309865317031?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/3538223309865317031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=3538223309865317031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3538223309865317031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3538223309865317031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-5-out-soon.html' title='chapter 5 out soon'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-2932343644391508806</id><published>2008-07-27T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:21:26.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel awful, really awful.&lt;br /&gt;Does height really matters ? Yah, I know I'm the shortest. But you guys like to compare it. Why ? It's not like I choose to be short, it's not like I want to be short. Do I look like I want ? You guys just keep comparing and comparing, without giving a fucking damn about how I felt. Why ? Am I just so insignificant to you all ? Or that height comes first in your brains ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched prom night, suck. suck.suck.suck.suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave Shanette her present : Winnie The Pooh yesterday, glad she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;-Collected psp back already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-2932343644391508806?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/2932343644391508806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=2932343644391508806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2932343644391508806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2932343644391508806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-awful-really-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-3044522195884175769</id><published>2008-07-24T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:35:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 is out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter four is out, please enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm, sch was fine lately. Just that our class kept getting picked on by Mr Tan &amp;amp; Mr Lim, both DMs of our sch. Fierceeeeee. &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My phone spoiled, YES MY PHONE DUANQI = MATI = DEAD D: Now I'm using some stupid cheena(china) phone(temporary). Same number but please, if you're smsing me, please tell me your name cos i lost most of the contacts. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, been smsing Shanette lately. And I have to personally asked her to morning call me every morning for a month, actually no need deh. BUT HOR Mr Lim, picked on us. Just becos we never bring CME FILE then we have to report to him every morning with our CME file.(WHOLE CLASS YOU KNOW) By 7.30. And you know. Everytime I only can wake up at 6.45am. Thats the time when I can react to Earth, or else i'll be at dreamland one lor. But now have to wake up at 6.30am so no choice, sorry uh shanette &amp;amp; thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hor. I did something that Shanette didn't expect. HEHEHEHE. She owe me one, big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226588818869165778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SIiS1s-5ntI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qjes81wXZCI/s320/Pigs+can+fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall prove that pigs can fly now! so if pple say pigs cant fly, ask them come to my blog. (maple pigs only lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats all for the update, byeee [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-3044522195884175769?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/3044522195884175769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=3044522195884175769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3044522195884175769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3044522195884175769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-4-is-out.html' title='Chapter 4 is out.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SIiS1s-5ntI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qjes81wXZCI/s72-c/Pigs+can+fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1196720909619764608</id><published>2008-07-21T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:51:11.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken - A True Life/Fictional Story by Brendon Chua'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Readers ^^&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to those people who wanted Chapter Four up, but I have no time to edit it. It was already done actually, but Edward think it sucks and i kinda feel the same way. So I try to edit it and update it up at &lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; soon. ! :D Sorry for the inconvenience caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Hello Shanette, Goodbye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1196720909619764608?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1196720909619764608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1196720909619764608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1196720909619764608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1196720909619764608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-readers-im-sorry-to-those-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-3433497453276745669</id><published>2008-07-20T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:52:01.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;- Come on I'm just joking.&lt;br /&gt;if you can't take jokes, it's fine with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Batam already , did you guys miss me ? Haha , I bet you guys did ! :D Especially Shanette, she always complain to me how much she miss me when I'm away! Hahahaha. &lt;em&gt;think someone will be shy after seeing this !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I had fun in Batam, well not really that kind of VERY FUN. But yes, fun. With my family mah, hehe. My family became a millionaire , when we stepped in Batam. HAHAHA. Well, i bought 4 bubble yum which cost me 7000 each okay. But nvm , I can afford, I'm rich there ! Hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay will update again tomorrow, off to sleep now, goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-3433497453276745669?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/3433497453276745669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=3433497453276745669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3433497453276745669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3433497453276745669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/come-on-im-just-joking.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-8111952759176626009</id><published>2008-07-18T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:43:30.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken - A True Life/Fictional Story by Brendon Chua'/><title type='text'>Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;Http://Dispirited-Away.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; is out now !&lt;br /&gt;It's my story blog. Chapters 1-3 are posted there already. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, tomorrow I won't be online for the whole day and won't be contatable till Sunday's Night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a comment @ my story blog okay : &lt;a href="http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dispirited-away.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; ! Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-8111952759176626009?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/8111952759176626009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=8111952759176626009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/8111952759176626009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/8111952759176626009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/out.html' title='Out!'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-1465927155747022889</id><published>2008-07-16T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:34:08.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken - A True Life/Fictional Story by Brendon Chua'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway, new crew member, Lynn! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's Chapter 2. for the pple that are waiting .. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;by Brendon Chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Author's Note : Copyrighted ! This is my story, what you're reading below belongs to me. Please take note that before you read you must read this. I can sue you, if I find any of the chapters of MY STORIES on the net or whatever without my permission. My English isn't perfect, so if there is any mistakes in tenses or sentence structure , please do let me know and bear with it. I'm sure it's still read-able .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Brendon Chua Wei Liang. This story is from a Composition I did for my homework. My buddy, Hean, helped me with it. So I want to thank him a lot . Helps from Karyee was really appreciated too. (: It's not a true story though, so there's a lot of stuffs to imagine and think about . Other than that , please enjoy the story ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Class, please keep quiet for a moment. I've got an important announcement to make, ' My teacher , Goku-sensei said.Our class began to quiet down.' There will be a transfer student in our class, her name is Chizuru. Please give her your warmest welcome and treat her with care. Hmm Chizuru, why don't you sit beside Ryuzaki ? Renji is absent today, so you can take his place for today. I will get him a new seat tomorrow.' I looked up at Goku-sensei, I didn't really heard what sensei just said, I was busy messaging Renji with my phone when he was resting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks Goku-Sensei,' Chizuru thanked Goku-sensei with a very sweet smile. She sat beside me, and took out her lime green coloured pencil case. I smiled at her and introduced myself, ' My name is Ryuzaki, and I like the colour of your pencil case.' I found myself quite dumb though, I didn't really know what to say at that time too. Chizuru isn't very pretty, neither she is ugly. She's just a typical average girl who looks extremely cute when she smiles. I found out that Chizuru has the same interest as me, Basketball. I'm not from the Basketball School Team in this school but I still liked it a lot. Chizuru is a really funny and cute girl, I must admit. Her smile was the sweetest sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was reccess time, I afraid that Chizuru might get lost in school so I accompanied her to the canteen. She bought a cheese and ham sandwich for herself and me and went to the basketball court. She sat at a bench, and looked at the students playing basketball. I went to sit beside her, we begin to eat our sandwiches and talked about basketball like two friends who never kept in contact and met 10 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Oh yah, Chizuru, may I know why did you transfered over to our high school ? ' , I asked .&lt;br /&gt;' Oh , my parents wanted to move apartment so that they could avoid some 'kaypoh' neighbours in my previous apartment. ' , she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we went to the library at the nearby shopping mall to slack. And she told me something that really made my day. ' Ryuzaki, thanks for today, I felt lost when I first stepped into this school. Thanks to you, I felt less afraid now. You're my best friend, and I like you a lot ! ' Her eyes closed and a big grin on her face is all I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so happy. I can't remember how it went. She looked like everything i wanted. I'm not sure what is this feeling growing inside me. I didn't bother to think much about it. All i could think of that night was her words, actions and most importantly, her smiles. However, things aren't the way it seems. I've totally misunderstood what she meant. I didn't know until the day when i first knew how a heart could hurt so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The End .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Guys. Lynn will be creating a blog for the stories. Hope it will turn out successfully, thanks Lynn!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, after this weekend the blogskin will be done (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1465927155747022889?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1465927155747022889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1465927155747022889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1465927155747022889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1465927155747022889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/anyway-new-crew-member-lynn-d-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-4208795681491084724</id><published>2008-07-15T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:31:13.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken - A True Life/Fictional Story by Brendon Chua'/><title type='text'>-.</title><content type='html'>READERS, please wait patiently for the stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, &lt;strong&gt;Edward &amp;amp; Karyee&lt;/strong&gt; are in my crew. ahahah. I'd like to &lt;strong&gt;thank them a lot&lt;/strong&gt;. Study more important, and games too. So I'll get my next story done, then I'll post up chapter 2. Most likely friday. &lt;strong&gt;I won't be @ Singapore from Saturday to Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Please take note so do not call me . Anything please leave a message to my phone &amp;amp; I'll reply ASAP .&lt;/em&gt; Friday I'll be getting my next 2 chapters done, 4 &amp;amp; 5. Those who want 2 &amp;amp; 3 &lt;strong&gt;please contact me @ msn via&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:d0ggie_eat_d0ggie@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d0ggie_eat_d0ggie@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . &amp;amp; Please let me know if you see other pple publishing my stories on their blog/web ( Even though they credit me or whatsoever ). So far I know only &lt;strong&gt;Edward &amp;amp; Karyee &amp;amp; Lynn&lt;/strong&gt; got them in their blog. Those who wanna somekind like advertise or share with everyone. please do inform me before doing so, unless I say yes, you don't have the rights to post it up :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just wanna&lt;strong&gt; thank&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Edward &amp;amp; Karyee&lt;/strong&gt; :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to create a Blog to put in all the chapters of the stories but not yet. After when my chapters are more stable. I'll put up the link when it's ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was okay today. 12.30pm we were released already. (:&lt;br /&gt;Andand, those who wanna know how my top grade A class literature lesson is like, please refer to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zann02.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://zann02.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; - :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Hamizan for that entertaining video! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4208795681491084724?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4208795681491084724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4208795681491084724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4208795681491084724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4208795681491084724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_15.html' title='-.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-2460404358057906407</id><published>2008-07-14T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:46:19.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>Church is fun on saturday! :D Nubian Gents &amp;amp; Feminine Fire/Five - Rocks ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys I've wrote stories lately. But I've only up to chapter 3. Shall be posting up chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Author's Note : Copyrighted ! This is my story, what you're reading below belongs to me. Please take note that before you read you must read this. I can sue you, if I find any of the chapters of MY STORIES on the net or whatever without my permission. My English isn't perfect, so if there is any mistakes in tenses or sentence structure , please do let me know and bear with it. I'm sure it's still read-able .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is from a Composition I did for my homework. My buddy, Hean, helped me with it. So I want to thank him a lot . Helps from Karyee was really appreciated too. (: It's not a true story though, so there's a lot of stuffs to imagine and think about . Other than that , please enjoy the story ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Ryuzaki, I'm only 22 this year but I've been through heartaches during my teenage life that caused me to lose hope and trust in love &amp;amp; marriage. Just because of this girl, Chizuru, whom I met in my High School. Now I'm sitting at our usual seat in the restaurant that we loved most. Mine &amp;amp; Chizuru's, the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew what love was all about. Until I met Chizuru, she taught me lots of stuffs. One of them was&lt;em&gt; The greatest grief comes from despair&lt;/em&gt;. At first I didn't really understand this sentence but now, I understand it so well that it hurts even when I thought about it. Before I met her, life was nothing. My life was Basketball. The sound of dribbling basketball sound like my heartbeat. I feel alive only when I'm playing basketball. But she changed me totally. And after all that, she left me here,&lt;em&gt;Broken&lt;/em&gt;. Those heartaches she gave me,after years weren't only the one that hurts most. Those years I've felt happy with her but there were times spending through those years of heartaches were really total pain and despair that caused my tears to fall each time I reminisce about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved Chizuru like I've never loved anyone before. Loving her was like a duty of my everyday life. I gave my heart and soul to her. I've given her everything. So much that I've nothing else to give her anymore. She was the sweetest girl I've ever met. I have given her so much of my love and done so much for her, but never once I would received her love in return. So I did what I felt was right, I kept on showering Chizuru my love and never asked for her love in return. Even though the past was a devastating and saddening one, I have never regretted any move I made to love Chizuru more. And as days past , my love for her grew stronger and till now it still remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story begins when I met Chizuru 7 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, please contact Brendon Chua @ &lt;a href="mailto:d0ggie_eat_d0ggie@hotmail.com"&gt;d0ggie_eat_d0ggie@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; , the overnight millionaire, soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please tell me how you feel after reading, in tagboard or msn . thanks .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-2460404358057906407?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/2460404358057906407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=2460404358057906407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2460404358057906407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2460404358057906407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-8242393212014620996</id><published>2008-07-07T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:09:00.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth day specials</title><content type='html'>Do you know how i celebrate my youth day ? Lol here it is .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAHMI WAS LATE , AS USUAL . Was supposed to meet at 11.20am in YEWTEE . But then, he came like around 12pm . Ha . Not only that , Gabriel also . from 11.30am meet at lot 1 , postpone to 12.45pm ! Omfg . So me &amp;amp; fahmi trained to lot 1 , met sarah and essa . Went in library walk a round , essa is really noisy i tell you readers . Went to mac eat . then she's like, wtf . abusing my fries and stealing fahmi's ice . x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay , like finally . The idiotic three, Edward, Gabriel &amp;amp; Russel turned up . Okay took 188 to vivo. Bus very cold lah , seriously ! Then me &amp;amp; edward , gabriel , russel kept changing places in order to adjust together with the bus temperature . Reached vivo . Went to queue up for the tickets . Bought tickets for THE STRANGERS * - Then went to slack around . Suddenly , something or someone pop-ed up . It happens to be essa &amp;amp; sarah's friend. Haha , named kimberly i think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , then we went to get snacks . Alaarrr , then my cheesehotdog drop one the sofa . then alot of cheese on the sofa . WTF . Lol . Oops , sorry auntie . Okay , then went in to the theatre . Aiyah , this show ar . seriously .. I sat beside ESSA and somekind feel like I can report to police . She screamed at my ear , punched me and also kicked me ! D: Omg , like wth lor . Okay lah , mainly because i scare her alot during the movie , but don't need like this right !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movies , went to AMK hub . Don't wanna talk about it . Btw sarah didn't tag along . her mummy wants her to be back by 7 . Then went to lot 1 , ate KFC for dinner then reach home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Strangers sucks please . It's shocking , but not very scary . And it's fuck-ed up . NO STORYLINE LOR . WTF . I somehow figure out the storyline , it is to tell us not to live in wulu wulu place &amp;amp; private property . HDB FLATS STILL THE BEST , CHEERS ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-8242393212014620996?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/8242393212014620996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=8242393212014620996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/8242393212014620996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/8242393212014620996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/youth-day-specials.html' title='Youth day specials'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-8149952931258125700</id><published>2008-07-06T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:14:59.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I realised,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do , I think i suck at it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do any fucking thing well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure &amp;amp; Useless in life , i guess .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-8149952931258125700?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/8149952931258125700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=8149952931258125700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/8149952931258125700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/8149952931258125700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-i-realised-whatever-i-do-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-5247658009687191486</id><published>2008-06-29T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:30:19.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiiii . Guys i got good and bad news .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news first . : I'll the role model of Bukit Panjang Govt High Sch for next week starting tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news : I'll be standing alone behind during assembly ! D: Thats my role model job D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG . @(#&amp;amp;*@ D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-5247658009687191486?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/5247658009687191486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=5247658009687191486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5247658009687191486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5247658009687191486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiiii.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-7345022861991450452</id><published>2008-06-23T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:02:25.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Homework sucks .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 Min to 12am guys . I'm rushing my holiday homework for 4 weeks in 4 hours .&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like sleeping, but I don't feel like doing either .&lt;br /&gt;I have to stand behind during assembly for one whole week cos of my hair .&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, I hate it man . I don't want to CUT MY HAIR AGAIN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. i want to watch my anime , to love-ru .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-7345022861991450452?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/7345022861991450452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=7345022861991450452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7345022861991450452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7345022861991450452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-min-to-12am-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-3006241241453241431</id><published>2008-06-19T02:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T02:56:04.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling better now, so i'm here to blog abt my OBS . My family patched up already, don't worry and thanks for your concern &lt;3&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213293967135875346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SFlXPezSIRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/hCHxN6z3TUw/s320/DSC02299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213293968570155986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SFlXPkJPg9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Rvb1mubz6Ec/s320/DSC02302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First day&lt;/strong&gt; , when i reached puggol jetty, i fucking regretted why and how i got here. So dumb right , like sending yourself to kill yourself during this 5 days. Got up the boat, then sat beside Irfan. we chit chat lor, chat until transformers there. then getting lame mah , then i ask him to grow up. Then we reached Outward Bound Singapore Campsite 2, as known as, the land of death. The next moment i found out our watch name is , TENZING . -claps-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our instructor , Hairi , came to pick us up. Actually, he's just a replacement of Cyndi, who didn't come. ( But she was here on wednesday , 3rd day ) Okay, so we play some twine games, for introducing ourself. Then we got faster, and faster and faster. after that, we have to surrender our wallets and ezlink card and whatever valuables. No i didn't bring my Handphone and no i didn't bring my MP3. Then we went to claim our resources(food) for the 5days. Wahlao, you know what ? We had REDBEANBUN for lunch. (NOOOOOOO). Luckily I had my Macdonalds' Big Breakfast before I even stepped into this Land Of Death. :D Okay, so we slacked abit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Hairi told us to change into long sleeve and pants. We're going to kayak :D Before that, we went to learn how to fold a tent. Then was like damn hot day, somemore we're wearing long sleeve all that. Ahhhh the more I feel like going home! Then, Kayaking time. Skip to the part on sea. Hahha , at first i blurblur lah. then we went to learn how to capsize . -so shiok lor. then after that we canoe at the sea for a while only , quite fun. 3 of us was in the Tri-yak. Then we capsize about , 3 times that day. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went to pitch tent, and cook dinner. then eat, bathe, pack our bags, then got emergency bell . then everyone have to run to the jetty, then skipskipskip. LIGHTS OUT @ 11pm. But hor, still got alot pple chatting, laughing, torchlight shine here &amp;amp; there . I totally can't get to sleep. I miss my family , my bed , my comp , my friends , everything! D: But after awhile, my eyes closed till 5am I woke up and it was the &lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;day .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unpitch the tent, had breakfast (biscuits) zz. Did morning PT . 5bx, and then went to pack our bags. Setted off to Campsite 1. Trekked there. I so foolish that I actually thought there will be a bus or a boat to bring us there. OMG we have to trek there. Then rain. We have to activate our PONCHO. then like a group of donald ducks walking in the rain with heavy bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Campsite 1, like finally. Tell you, that place is like heaven ! Went to learn how to rock climb. It's scary tho. But the more nervous I got, the more faster I get to climb. I reached the top, was happy! :D Then we were all dismissed. Pitched our tents , and then had dinner at the canteen. Food was the best , Lol ! Rice was not tho. Then went to bathe. Then went to play some mini games. And had supper, red bean soup. Was okay tho. Then Sleeping time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third day,&lt;/strong&gt; let me recall abit . Oh yah , that day , was the worst day of my life , i tell you. Packed our stuffs, Instructor Cyndi came to pick us up , Setted off to do some trekking checkpoints stuff. TIRING, HOT, SWEATY ! Damn it. I got raped by ANTS . Small Tiny Black Ants. They lovebit me under my armpit, stomach , leg area and NECK . WTF . It's so F**king pain that I 'danced' . Damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our final destination is at Reservoir. The ground were rocky, didn't have a good sleep that night . Before sleeping time , Cooked maggie for dinner. Then went to briefing . We're going to kayak around Pulau Ubin on the &lt;strong&gt;Fourth Day!&lt;/strong&gt; So excited. Okay sleeping time ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 5am as usual , Unpitch the tents , then packed stuffs and setted off to campsite 2. Prepare our lifevest and stuffs. Then went to take our tri-yaks. Okay down we go. Spent around 6~7hours kayaking . (Lazy to talk about the trip, nothing special but tiring + FUN!) Reached back Campsite 2 @ around 3+pm . We planned before the trip to reach before 4pm. We did it :D Then after that, JETTYJUMPx ! Wahlao. Damn fun can. But very tiring , cos swimming against the current . Hahaha . Okay had dinner provided by Instructors ! :D Then Sleeppppppp. Oh yah, we got pitch tent before we sleep , obviously. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Day, &lt;/strong&gt;although the days were quite tiring, but it's fun! Haha had pizza hut for lunch after leaving pulau ubin. Then cabbed home, bathed. and slepttttttttttt till next morning. THE END :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh, I hope you are reading this. You know who you are. I really love you. I already told you a few hours back. But you just said , ' Sorry gtg bye ' and went offline . Did i say something wrong ? Or are you trying to avoid me ? It's been a time already . I've been waiting for myself to have the courage to tell you all these. But you just left like this. Maybe I shouldn't even say all these. But I do feel better after saying. I just want to let you know, I'll still be there for you. If you need anything , or someone to talk to. Sms me or give me a call. I'll try my best to be there. I won't be sad or what, if we can't be together. I'm okay with it as long as you're happy if it is this way. I only want you to be happy. Your smile, is the sweetest thing I've saw in this world, but also, the reason why I feel so miserable. You're the best gift that god have given me, I'll cherish you by letting you be happy. If you're happy, then I'm contented. You're the reasons for all my doings. If you wanna avoid me, i'm fine with it as long as you are happy. you can hide from me forever, i don't mind. It's okay. It's alright, really. I'm not going to let go, or ask you why. Because that will lead to more sadness. Although I can find out the reason, but what's the point. I'm not moving on. i'm staying put here. So if you need someone, you know where to go. the place that we first met, do you still remember? what about the date? It's okay if you forget them. I won't blame you. I'm nothing special to you but you're indeed special to me. Just remember, I'll still be there, at the place where you left me, all alone. It's because, I love you too much alrdy . &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/7846414449277954841-3006241241453241431?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/3006241241453241431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=3006241241453241431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3006241241453241431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3006241241453241431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/06/feeling-better-now-so-im-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SFlXPezSIRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/hCHxN6z3TUw/s72-c/DSC02299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-4690258951636302855</id><published>2008-06-10T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:04:05.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know, it's time i should really blog abt my OBS&lt;br /&gt;but no, i'm sorry. i don't have the mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;My family just had a fight. uh nvm, used to it alr.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why, don't know how, suddenly my eyes just to turn watery just now.&lt;br /&gt;the fight broke 1 plate and 1 bowl.&lt;br /&gt;sigh , when i have the mood, i'll blog abt my OBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-4690258951636302855?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/4690258951636302855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=4690258951636302855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4690258951636302855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/4690258951636302855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-know-its-time-i-should-really-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-7822933590322494778</id><published>2008-06-01T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:40:17.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOHELLO.&lt;br /&gt;byebye people. I'm going to OBS camp from tomorrow till friday.&lt;br /&gt;take care pple.&lt;br /&gt;Anything just leave a sms but don't call as my hp will be off-ed.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYEBYE :D ( I EXPECT A FLOOD IN MY TAGBOARD, HOHO)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-7822933590322494778?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/7822933590322494778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=7822933590322494778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7822933590322494778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7822933590322494778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/06/hellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-6109155476248136934</id><published>2008-05-29T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:59:24.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't give up on us, please, don't give up on love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Days since I updated my blog, time for an update :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went out with Oscar on Tuesday, Sherry was there too. Sherry say want to bring us go west mall find 'Chio Bu', but then. We go there, she asked us ' Aye, we come West Mall for what ah ? ' Then Me &amp;amp; Oscar was like ... Uhh nvm. After that, Oscar want to go find Xenia. So called Xenia up. Asking her can meet anot. Then errr. she say can, for a while @ her hse downstairs. But then, during the trip there, Sherry want go find her friend, then we already like damn bo mood already. K nvm, we went to Bukit Panjang Plaza there de Pasar Malam. Buy what we always buy, Honey Chicken. Then Xenia sms-ed oscar saying she can't meet. Then nvm. We went to her house downstairs there. Slacked and ate our stuffs. Around 6+ we 975-ed back to lot 1.We went to toilet, then bought KFC , Popcorn Chicken for my Meimei. The bus-ed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday, supposed to meet Shulian de. (Sorry..) But in the end never, Cos i took long time to get prepared , Shulian got pretty pissed off, I guess. (Sorry..) Told her I wanted to slack with her, but in the end, Never. (Sorry, really sorry..) I'm seriously a very useless and promise-breaking person. D: In the end, whole day @ home , Maple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today also whole day at home Maple. Kkkkk. No more , The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh, i'm really sorry, really really sorry. I know this few days I've been neglecting you because of maple causing you to feel that I don't care about you anymore. however, i really do. i seriously do. it's just that, i don't know how to express it. nowadays, i've lost my courage and confidence already. i'm not sure why, i'm really very useless, hais. Now, seeing you chatting with your friend happily, i feel happy and contented, although there're still a lil bit of sadness. But, seeing you happy enough alr. that is why i didn't expect much from us/you. sigh.&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/7846414449277954841-6109155476248136934?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/6109155476248136934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=6109155476248136934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6109155476248136934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6109155476248136934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-7692446915407277217</id><published>2008-05-26T16:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:08:24.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t even make you happy D:'/><title type='text'>I can't even make you happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight will be the night that I'll fall for you, over again.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Met Shulian &amp;amp; Joan @ vivo yesterdy at ard 2,3+ ? Hm- Me &amp;amp; Gabriel bought 2 cakes for Shulian. I know it's kinda small. very paiseh okay. we went there all the way from cck. then after meeting them, not even 30mins , we left ler. boring D: not your fault la, shulian &amp;amp; joan. it's okay.I see your cute cute smile enough alrdy ok, shulian ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after that went to play volleyball @ xiangling's house's void deck. yanqi was there too. then skipskipskip. ate dinner at 302 w/ gabriel. then went up to kel hse. slack and see his games. ok no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wah yesterday i whole day w/gabriel sia !!! LIKE GAY OKAY. WE EVEN GO TOILET TOGETHER (THATS OF COS) lol. he runaway from home. cos of family problems. SKIPPED.-&lt;br /&gt;came home at around 10.58pm. then logged in to maple. ZAKUM!!! Ahh fuck, no helm drop!!! waste time siol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204606417390344178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp59iBFF_I/AAAAAAAAADM/URxqG9z9UFo/s320/Maple0000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204606421685311490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp59yBFGAI/AAAAAAAAADU/x2Pj-DVM-yY/s320/Maple0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204606425980278802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp5-CBFGBI/AAAAAAAAADc/OyM84CLMhpc/s320/Maple0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204606451750082594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp5_iBFGCI/AAAAAAAAADk/ozhWByQ2ctM/s320/Maple0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204606456045049906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp5_yBFGDI/AAAAAAAAADs/V_suV8wTnM4/s320/Maple0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hehehe okay pictures of zakum up already. ohyah, i took more than a dozen pictures with my ex-fiancee jasmine!!! Hahaha shall show you all one or two.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204608139672229954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp7hyBFGEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6K89C2shK1w/s320/Maple0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204608143967197266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp7iCBFGFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/x92Rp9lKX9A/s320/Maple0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, went to play basketball just now with Gabriel, Edward, Andre, Yan Qi, Andre's sis, Shulian &amp;amp; Jasmine(Kranji de, she keep calling me banana cos I wore yellow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, didn't really feel very good. Cos' I see Shulian like not very happy and she didn't smile much. And the worst of all is, I didn't do anything and pretend I see nothing. WTF, Brendon is such a fucker! D: Somemore, today is her birthday.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Loveless Act V(Final),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the morrow is barren of promises&lt;br /&gt;Nothing shall forestall my return&lt;br /&gt;To become the dew that quenches the land&lt;br /&gt;To spare the sands, the seas, the skies&lt;br /&gt;I offer thee this silent sacrifice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-7692446915407277217?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/7692446915407277217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=7692446915407277217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7692446915407277217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7692446915407277217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-even-make-you-happy.html' title='I can&apos;t even make you happy.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDp59iBFF_I/AAAAAAAAADM/URxqG9z9UFo/s72-c/Maple0000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1635835737971619882</id><published>2008-05-26T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T01:54:31.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Shulian :D'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday Shuliannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!! :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay update again later in the day. BYEBYE !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1635835737971619882?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1635835737971619882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1635835737971619882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1635835737971619882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1635835737971619882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-5588668992599053671</id><published>2008-05-25T00:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:17:32.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who don't know how to start up MapleNAO, please don't spam me @ msn asking how to DL. Figure out yourself, like I did. ( If you persist, don't need spam my msn chat. Just call me. But not when I'm offline ) Sorry for those I ignored, I was mapling. And Jasmine Ng, I'm sorry D: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203992395980806098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLgyBFF9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/arn9vQjL7SQ/s320/DSC02291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203992400275773410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLhCBFF-I/AAAAAAAAADE/UZvY5tchwM0/s320/DSC02292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203991940714272642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLGSBFF4I/AAAAAAAAACU/YBU2Yh5opT4/s320/DSC00176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203991940714272658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLGSBFF5I/AAAAAAAAACc/kTl-c2N-x7E/s320/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203991949304207282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLGyBFF7I/AAAAAAAAACs/cvNFVvl_xIc/s320/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203991953599174594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLHCBFF8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/UDDcIwWpY44/s320/DSC02290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itadakimasu !&lt;/strong&gt; Didn't go to Sakura, went to Tokyo Japanese instead, an Ala Carte Buffet. Cost us around $43 each! But I think it's quite worthwhile. Pretty lazy to put on the captions on the pictures above. see them from yourself. And the sashimi there rocks! Enqi's really pathetic. -.- He can't eat seafood. He ordered chicken wings, terriyaki chicken &amp;amp; chicken cutlets. damn dumb. My brain seriously working slow now. Changed blog songs, - So close &amp;amp; Fall for you. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood : &lt;/strong&gt;Kinda not very good. Brain working very slow. Can't think properly. Rah, anyway maple lvl 123 already. very lazy to train, don't feel like it. Going to sentosa later in the morning to celebrate Shulian's birthday, a day before her birthday. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apologies to : &lt;/strong&gt;Jasmine - I'm really sorry. Although you didn't spammed me, I put on that nick cos i was lagging in maple. sorry. Will help you tomorrow or whatsoever. Sorry ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Loveless Act IV,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My friend, the fates are cruel&lt;br /&gt;There are no dreams, no honor remains&lt;br /&gt;The arrow has left the bow of the goddess&lt;br /&gt;My soul, corrupted by vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey&lt;br /&gt;In my own salvation&lt;br /&gt;And your eternal slumber&lt;br /&gt;Legend shall speak&lt;br /&gt;Of sacrifice at world’s end&lt;br /&gt;The wind sails over the water’s surface&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, but surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-5588668992599053671?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/5588668992599053671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=5588668992599053671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5588668992599053671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5588668992599053671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/those-who-dont-know-how-to-start-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDhLgyBFF9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/arn9vQjL7SQ/s72-c/DSC02291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1803453692846819365</id><published>2008-05-24T14:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:25:27.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The moment I saw you, I lost all my courage &amp;amp; confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDe29iBFFyI/AAAAAAAAABk/COMJ5yJgmyE/s1600-h/Maple0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203829062669506338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDe29iBFFyI/AAAAAAAAABk/COMJ5yJgmyE/s320/Maple0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( picture taken 2 days ago )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I'm lvl 122 already. got my new pigpig. which looks like jasmine's dog, romeo. hehehehe. now maplenao having patch. Hope 4th job and guilds all out by then. Going sakura later with UncannyTurnip.Co . Will update again soon. Hmm, doing a quiz right now.(From Nurul's Blog becos I saw my name!)&lt;br /&gt;So sit back and read.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Give a random lyric from the song you're listening today?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're trying, trying to hold.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Empty-TheClickfive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think you're approachable?&lt;br /&gt;yes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last awkward moment?&lt;br /&gt;forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name 3 things everyone knows about you?&lt;br /&gt;1.CUTE, haha!&lt;br /&gt;2.CHILDISH and LAME.&lt;br /&gt;3. Like to sing alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.what are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Topless and underwear &amp;amp; shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Name someone you know whose name begins with a B:&lt;br /&gt;Brenda. Hahaha. That very fierce girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think the concept of phone sex is stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Do proper sex lah. So lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;2. One boy one girl bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name something you wouldn’t want to buy &amp;amp; use?&lt;br /&gt;Sanitary pads la. KOTEX , WHISPER ULTRA NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you happy at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;No i'm jealous and very angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What colour are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have your wisdom teeth?&lt;br /&gt;nope, not yet out. don't know why also. I'm so smart leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;every side. lololol! thats why the next morning i'll see my cj7 doll on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather go camping or to a 5 star hotel?&lt;br /&gt;5 star hotel lah! but i'd rather stay at home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;Being childish &amp;amp; lame. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you rather feel pain or be numb?&lt;br /&gt;numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you find it easier to forgive or forget?&lt;br /&gt;forgive bah. forget? how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you ever stay with someone just because you didn't want to break their heart?&lt;br /&gt;think so? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever taken anyone/anything for granted?&lt;br /&gt;yes. regret lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you hate being alone?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. But if i don't feel good. I rather be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Has anyone ever broken your heart?&lt;br /&gt;maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to call you baby?&lt;br /&gt;forgot. every girls call me that. no la cheh joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;SINGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever sang to you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. gay partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were abandoned in thewilderness,would you survive?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. If i see mas selamat around. he can teach me how he escaped and to survive in a jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;white, black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your parents?&lt;br /&gt;like? more like love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you secretly like someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes. her birthday is on 26th may which is 2 days from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said you got no balls on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;ENQI!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep?&lt;br /&gt;sleep after eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look more like your mom or yourdad?&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you flexible?&lt;br /&gt;hehe i'm not a chinese dancer LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie do you want to see?&lt;br /&gt;nothing in mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was your dad a rugby player?&lt;br /&gt;no,haha swimmer i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you speak any other languagebesides English?&lt;br /&gt;of course. chinese , japanese and alienese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last letter of your middlename?&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many hours of sleep did you getlast night?&lt;br /&gt;8. from 4am to 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?&lt;br /&gt;not really. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared of flying?&lt;br /&gt;depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;nope. i want to get one x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like funny people or seriouspeople?&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to Los Angeles?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What jewelry do you wear all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Sakura and maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song at themoment?&lt;br /&gt;So Close - Jon McLaughlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm not really. okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any upcoming events you're excitedabout?&lt;br /&gt;Sakura! Sleepover,TON! Chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl?&lt;br /&gt;chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoors or outdoors?&lt;br /&gt;outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What books are you reading rightnow?&lt;br /&gt;how to grow tall by enqi &amp;amp; japanese book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u sleep with stuffed toys?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. CJ7 lol and tabby the tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, she looks kinda like the sumatra , who crawled out of the tv in THE RING. Kinda cute, :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Loveless Act III(Interpreted),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction&lt;br /&gt;The prisoner departs with his newfound love&lt;br /&gt;And embarks on a new journey&lt;br /&gt;He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss&lt;br /&gt;And the oath that he swore to his friends&lt;br /&gt;Though no oath is shared between the lovers&lt;br /&gt;In their hearts they know they will meet again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1803453692846819365?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1803453692846819365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1803453692846819365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1803453692846819365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1803453692846819365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/moment-i-saw-you-i-lost-all-my-courage.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDe29iBFFyI/AAAAAAAAABk/COMJ5yJgmyE/s72-c/Maple0052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-2389986819848227363</id><published>2008-05-21T21:36:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T01:02:24.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you left me crying alone down here.&lt;br /&gt;We've known each other for 2 weeks already, but you act like you don't even care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDQljjB_diI/AAAAAAAAABM/eNWnwb7Ys64/s1600-h/Maple0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202824762149008930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDQljjB_diI/AAAAAAAAABM/eNWnwb7Ys64/s320/Maple0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Me with ChuKai, my maple friend, Jessica :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm lvl 106 already hoho. ;x&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Schdays, are still okay bah. kdaidee everyday luh, nothing much also. Haha then recently in maple get to know this girl call ChuKai, she's kinda weird tho. Cos she sent me a song, and told me not to tell anyone abt the song title or send it out. wahlao! ok lah, later she scold me then ks me. ( like real )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I really don't feel like living lor. Alot of things running thru my mind like Thomas &amp;amp; friends those trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my sister, Samantha's birthday. ( Now going to cut cake )&lt;br /&gt;[ Added : Benjamin's too! Sorry forgot to wish you on time ! :( ]&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Jasmine's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday is Shulian's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i didn't miss out anything bah, i guess. Alright, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Loveless Act III,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My friend, do you fly away now?&lt;br /&gt;To a world that abhors you and I?&lt;br /&gt;All that awaits you is a somber morrow&lt;br /&gt;No matter where the winds may blow&lt;br /&gt;My friend, your desire&lt;br /&gt;Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess&lt;br /&gt;Even if the morrow is barren of promises&lt;br /&gt;Nothing shall forestall my return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(EXTENDED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyah, i forgot to post something idiotic up. Here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202836762287633986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="281" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDQweDB_dkI/AAAAAAAAABc/98MTTsk7Lps/s320/DSC00168.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;( This is Enqi's reflection &amp;amp; expectation for English for Term 3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefits of my readers, i shall post what he write :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I want to get 70 mark for my english and play maple ice mage to lvl 150. Hehe i am a happy guy, happy go lucky and little worries but bigesst is to studys i am to lazy. I want to pass english and oral is free marks so i want to ace my oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tell me, how is this related to ENGLISH ? ( maple part ) wtf this is really like retardedfuck lor. Lololol. okay the end. [ Enqi sure whack my ass when he see this shit :O ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;[ EXTENDED PART, JUST FOR JASMINE &amp;amp; JON]&lt;br /&gt;[ Plus Benjamin ( Belated Birthday ) ]&lt;br /&gt;[ DATE&amp;amp;TIME : 22nd May 2008, 12.05am ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Ben! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sorry for the late wishes, take care! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jasmine ! :D&lt;br /&gt;take care during camp, will pass you your present soon! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jon a.k.a Xiaojun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Lol feel better calling you Xiaojun, take care! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-2389986819848227363?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/2389986819848227363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=2389986819848227363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2389986819848227363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2389986819848227363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/because-you-left-me-crying-alone-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDQljjB_diI/AAAAAAAAABM/eNWnwb7Ys64/s72-c/Maple0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1096423507992658870</id><published>2008-05-19T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:34:20.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Letting you go causes my heart to lose its control, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202033693597595138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDFWFTB_dgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ04DlkOHeU/s320/Maple0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ( OKAY JUST SEE THE BTM LEFT OF THE PICTURE. which says i'm level 102 already :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202033947000665618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDFWUDB_dhI/AAAAAAAAABE/C07aTNRw3Sg/s320/Maple0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;( OKAY THIS IS SO OBVIOUS I GOT 2 PETS. MY PIGPIG AND BIRDBIRD. CUTE RIGHT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I look damn happy on the outside. But who knows how I feel in the inside ? :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Anyway, I love this the most.&lt;br /&gt;Loveless Act II(Interpreted),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded&lt;br /&gt;His life is saved, however&lt;br /&gt;By a woman of the opposing nation&lt;br /&gt; He begins a life of seclusion with her&lt;br /&gt;Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss&lt;br /&gt; But as happiness grows, so does guilt&lt;br /&gt;Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1096423507992658870?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1096423507992658870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1096423507992658870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1096423507992658870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1096423507992658870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/letting-you-go-causes-my-heart-to-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDFWFTB_dgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZ04DlkOHeU/s72-c/Maple0036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-6978180321317004973</id><published>2008-05-19T01:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:02:16.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just want you to feel beautiful, for once in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; One more week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDBhATB_dfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NG9SCX98VKE/s1600-h/Maple0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201764227349444082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDBhATB_dfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NG9SCX98VKE/s320/Maple0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( Click to see actual size )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 94 already. These few days never go out, at home maple. Not very sian lah, quite fun actually. Except for Enqi lah, he chose the wrong job.(ha-ha) now he restarted one ice mage. Think Ranger is quite cool actually. Hmm okay enough of maple. Btw, recently, my posts are ending with a short poem, it's Loveless Act. Ah, don't try to copy uh, because I know you definitely don't understand. ^^ Loveless Act is copyrighted by me, unless you're one of us who knows about it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Okok, So-so. &lt;em&gt;When the times comes around of me thinking of her, it hurts so much, so badly that I really feel like killing myself. &lt;/em&gt;Listening to Here's everything I've always meant to say by Jamison Parker right now. Aiyah. Quoted from Jiong Lin, ' If life is a game, I rather not play it ' , I super agree with this sentence. Tho exams are over, still got a lot problems. 3 days w/o basketball already. 1 day w/o milk. Tomorrow need to exercise already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#4 , it's been 4-5 days since I ever last saw you, how have you been ? Been to your blog a time or two, posts of yours that brings heartaches to me. If you still love him, why bother telling me that you like me ? I wanna take you back to the day when we first met, if I could I'd start all over again, this love is my regret. I miss you so. You're gone now, gone for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Loveless Act II,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There is no hate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you are beloved by the goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hero of the dawn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Healer of worlds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul&lt;br /&gt;Pride is lost&lt;br /&gt;Wings stripped away, the end is nigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-6978180321317004973?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/6978180321317004973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=6978180321317004973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6978180321317004973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6978180321317004973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-want-you-to-feel-beautiful-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SDBhATB_dfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NG9SCX98VKE/s72-c/Maple0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1161854880570068702</id><published>2008-05-18T02:43:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:29:17.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I knew that that was the last meeting, I'll hug you really tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, don't feel very good now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because what I see, numbers, that affects my mood bah.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, heck, Nobody cares anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yah, Lvl 82 ler, lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyah, this is for all those who thinks it worth squinting your eyes, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We met on the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;that bridge we never been before.&lt;br /&gt;It was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;If we get to meet there again,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you, ' Lets get married '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you rejected me.&lt;br /&gt;Because of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered, when I first saw you.&lt;br /&gt;How the feeling was. So sweet,&lt;br /&gt;yet so hurtful that makes both of us,&lt;br /&gt;cry for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I patted on your head,&lt;br /&gt;whispered into your ears,&lt;br /&gt;' it's okay my dear, nothing to worry about,&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be there for you, all the time'&lt;br /&gt;you rejected me, once again.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so sad, so disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;overwhelmed sadness filled me,&lt;br /&gt;i broke down into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Perserve, the key word.&lt;br /&gt;Patience, all I needed.&lt;br /&gt;But there's one last phrase,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tell you,&lt;br /&gt;before i leave,&lt;br /&gt;this world.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years passed, grown up, havent we? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;once again, the bridge that we met before.&lt;br /&gt;now stands us both again.&lt;br /&gt;smiling to each other,&lt;br /&gt;like never before.you ran up to me,&lt;br /&gt;and hugged me tight.&lt;br /&gt;Like you never want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;you finally agreed.&lt;br /&gt;and we got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Loveless Act I(Interpreted),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The infinite mystery&lt;br /&gt;The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek&lt;br /&gt;But their fates are scattered by war&lt;br /&gt;One becomes a hero, one wanders the land&lt;br /&gt;And the last is taken prisoner&lt;br /&gt;But the three are still bound by a solemn oath&lt;br /&gt;To seek the answer together, once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1161854880570068702?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1161854880570068702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1161854880570068702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1161854880570068702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1161854880570068702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/sigh-dont-feel-very-good-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-760358640506695864</id><published>2008-05-17T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:30:17.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lololol. Hello back to post :D&lt;br /&gt;Been playing MapleNao, ah, it's a private server.&lt;br /&gt;Already lvl 7x and it's my 2nd day playing only :D&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SC7MADB_ddI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N8qJM4TpRk4/s1600-h/Maple0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201318920845227474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SC7MADB_ddI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N8qJM4TpRk4/s320/Maple0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Enqi, He's siao. 8x already D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SC7MADB_deI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WZrAIk7Tezs/s1600-h/Maple0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201318920845227490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SC7MADB_deI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WZrAIk7Tezs/s320/Maple0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, me fighting one dumb cake lololol. 50m hp leh! x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I'll be posting again ltr, tata. Got a few poems I just created yesterday and the day before. hoho, bye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Loveless Act I,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess&lt;br /&gt;We seek it thus, and take it to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Ripples form on the water’s surface&lt;br /&gt;The wandering soul knows no rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-760358640506695864?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/760358640506695864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=760358640506695864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/760358640506695864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/760358640506695864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/lololol.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SC7MADB_ddI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N8qJM4TpRk4/s72-c/Maple0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-2435588011640896992</id><published>2008-05-15T19:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:34:59.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Too bad it ended before we even start :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday was damn fck up alright. my father lor. i got scolded from him, as if i'm a useless son. But seriously, everything isn't my fcking fault lor. okay i actually had some tears, cos i felt so freaking unfair. alright, then after awhile i stopped ler. However, i recieved a msg, then i have to cry myself to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today, is my father's birthday. thru out the dinner, didn't talked or even communicate. yah forget it. went to play basketball in the afternoon. didn't receive a sms at all, in sch. and i was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;almost late for sch this morning. omg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously don't know what you guys want lor. Everyday quarrel very fun de meh. Wahlao. Good friends all become like that. Think if you all never meet me last wednesday, nothing would've happen. my bloody fault then. sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loveless Act Prologue,&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end&lt;br /&gt;The goddess descends from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Wings of light and dark spread afar&lt;br /&gt;She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-2435588011640896992?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/2435588011640896992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=2435588011640896992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2435588011640896992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/2435588011640896992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/too-bad-it-ended-before-we-even-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-1935338648978838011</id><published>2008-05-14T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:32:04.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to sch today. Just like normal days luh, after exam can do what. in class daidee, talk cock, thats all. after sch went to meet joan &amp;amp; clique. was not a v. happy one. quite lazy to say. play basketball awhile. everyone emo. then 2 by 2 left. then left gabriel , russel and me play luh. oscar &amp;amp; yuinping met us at sunshine there. ohyah, met xinyu that spongebob girl also. thats all-&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;One true meaning, that I'll never lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two of us, started off as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three morning calls since then, felt so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Four days in a row, we met last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five words I wanna tell you so much, I really really love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Six hours in school, smsing with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven days a week, now we've known each other for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eight letters that meant everything to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I L O V E Y O U, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1935338648978838011?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1935338648978838011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1935338648978838011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1935338648978838011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1935338648978838011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-back-to-sch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-1986287082526667409</id><published>2008-05-13T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:35:09.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you're reading this dumb thing, turn the music An Jing - Jay Chou on at the IMEEM Music Player below. It will make you feel how I feel. Lololol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I really felt like we're living in two different worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Which only allow us to meet occasionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I treasure those meetings we met, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;When we're not together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't see. I don't know what you're doing in your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes, I only can depend on my senses to know what you're doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;But it hurts me so, to know that you're not doing things I expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Things that will definitely hurt me when I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yet, you didn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe thats why you enjoy living in two different worlds with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;However, I too, feel that it's nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Because, I'll know how much you miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Through those overwhelming sadness, there are still little bit of happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If you give me one chance, I'll definitely tell you I enjoy the times I spent with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's because, I love you too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Freedom, is what you want and desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can tell, that you need it a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;You told me you can feel my love for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Not that I don't trust you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I try very hard. But I couldn't feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe, you didn't even love me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;If you can feel my love, why are doing things that you know I don't like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;expecting that I don't know anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I ask myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you've only known her for less than a week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;how can your love be so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder too. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;No promises, but I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1986287082526667409?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1986287082526667409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1986287082526667409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1986287082526667409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1986287082526667409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/please.html' title='please.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-5731478514267490076</id><published>2008-05-13T10:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:32:13.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SCkovzB_dcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z0NN3-w66Gc/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199732046393472450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SCkovzB_dcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z0NN3-w66Gc/s320/DSC02280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, this picture i must admit i look like safari ranger (didn't wear this out yesterday)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg didn't realised I didn't post for 3 days. Paiseh ah. You know what my life is abt, basketball, grow tall, basketball, grow tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Kbox yesterday. Have to say it's fun &amp;amp; sorta dumb. LOLOLOL. Went with Enqi, Guodong, Sylvia, Jasmine &amp;amp; Brenda. At first , when we got in the room, we were like shyshy lah. C'mon man, i long time never see time alrdy, of cos shy la ! I sang on the phone conference with them on sunday's night. But when I see them, I lost my voice. Hahahaha ! It's like losting your balls. But after awhile, I founded it back, so does Enqi &amp;amp; Guodong. So we planted it back. We even checked carefully that it is ours before we planted it back. Sang quite a few songs, and after awhile, they suggested to play some stupid ' True Or Dare' When it's only dare. Whats the point, it became , ' Dare Or No Balls '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the first one to kena, it was Enqi. Enqi had to kiss Gabriel on the cheeks. I was like, eee gay. After awhile, I really didn't know who have to kiss who. I'm like living in my own world lor, I played the song , More Than Words - Westlife. Like multiple times, and sing. Until it was Brenda's turn. They dared her to kiss my cheeks. Alarr, this time I really feel like a gigalo lor! :/ I had to kiss Sylvia &amp;amp; Brenda also. It's damn paiseh okay. I never kiss anyone before lor! hahaha. -acts innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Long John Silver to take our dinner. Then Brenda gtg early. So we went to Jasmine's hse to play volleyball. hahaha, that fierce girl brenda, lost her keys ! hahaha. Okay it's my first time playing volleyball, but i think it's quite fun hahaha. Twisted my hands, feeling better now already. Went home @ around, 10.50pm ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tired yesterday, slept at 12.30am lolol. Anyway, gotten back my results already, was pretty impressed with it lah. Although it's not very good but i did improve since Common Test. Will work harder. The only thing is I can't call Rowena Noob Pig D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This time, I really can't explain myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No, I didn't want to make you angry or sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeing your smile, hearing your laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;makes me smile, makes me feel so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna hear you talking abt guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or even,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see you with other guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Speaking &amp;amp; Talking like you're with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's just 6 days, and I feel like we've known each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for 6 months already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't promise you anything yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;day after day if we're together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll start loving you more &amp;amp; more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7846414449277954841-5731478514267490076?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/5731478514267490076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=5731478514267490076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5731478514267490076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5731478514267490076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg.html' title='Omg.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SCkovzB_dcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z0NN3-w66Gc/s72-c/DSC02280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-7343052095004769180</id><published>2008-05-09T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:45:40.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SCRvkFFRBWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z-2xrVNaOrY/s1600-h/Me+&amp;amp;+Shulian,+haha!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198402535522633058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SCRvkFFRBWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z-2xrVNaOrY/s320/Me+%26+Shulian,+haha!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shulian with the ball, me behind cover my face with my shirt. Lol, aritistic shot right, credits to Jerica :D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. Lol, few days never blog alrdy. this few days play basketball with joan, shulian, jerica, guodong and enqi. Lol my leg also very pain and have a lot of blisters. Lololol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just make it short &amp;amp; sweet. Lol. Today almost tio daiji by some sunshine pple that i know. lol. but nvm, after awhile sua already. don't want to talk abt it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this few days in sch is damn sian de lor. play dai dee in sch, talk cock. Oh yah, Rowena wants me to blog abt her. So it is .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rowena uh, she's quite like a pig, noob pig. She's not pro-er than me. And she calls me meimei, I should be her Jiejie luh. But nvm it's okay. Here's your A1 , star star star :D Okay the end, byeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7846414449277954841-7343052095004769180?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/7343052095004769180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=7343052095004769180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7343052095004769180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/7343052095004769180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/shulian-with-ball-me-behind-cover-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SCRvkFFRBWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/z-2xrVNaOrY/s72-c/Me+%26+Shulian,+haha!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-5686170815141056932</id><published>2008-05-07T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:38:53.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faber drive</title><content type='html'>Changed song, Faber Drive - Tongue Tied.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get it from IMEEM. However, even if i upload it, it's all 30 seconds preview. If not, I'll never get it from IWEBMUSIC. It's crap. If anyone of you got the full version in IMEEM please contact me. : &lt;a href="mailto:d0ggie_eat_d0ggie@hotmail.com"&gt;d0ggie_eat_d0ggie@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; , add me @ msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know , Iwebmusic uses WMA music , and the quality kinda suck. bear with it, sorry if there are any bugs or lag. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-5686170815141056932?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/5686170815141056932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=5686170815141056932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5686170815141056932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5686170815141056932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/faber-drive.html' title='faber drive'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-5541564365220616234</id><published>2008-05-06T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:44:14.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Ionic bonds have high melting/boiling point due to ...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper today! was Chemistry, quite easy, but not sure can pass anot. Cos' I forgotten some of the formula. ah don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my paper, straight away went home to change and pack my bag. met in lot 1 @ 11.05am. Smuggled a double cheese burger in to the cinema. watched iron man. hmm it's quite interesting, but action too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it's time for swimming! lol. went jurong swimming complex and play like kids. 7 of us. Like brothers. But nobody take photo uh. had a lot of fun thats it. ate kfc after bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play lan at bukit timah. edward doesn't want to go :( so we had to leave without him. played cs and dota. hehe today finally so long never one group of boys like us go out play lerh. damn fun. but i think wild wild wet will be more fun xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : we 7 brothers united. no matter how hard the waves are, we hold on tight to each other's float in a circle. i still remembered all the laughter we had. before we left the swimming complex to eat kfc, we purposely jump into the lap pool. wanted the lifeguard to blow the whistle at us. haha, that was damn funny i tell you. I said , '&lt;em&gt; eh steady boh, we 7 all siaosiao sumersault inside , let that siao lang blow whistle at us then we run out of the pool&lt;/em&gt; '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we all 7 stand in one straight row. ready to run and jump inside the pool, the life guard already put the whistle in the mouth, standby. then 1 , 2 ,3 , all jump and sumersault and dive inside the pool. think have blow whistle but didn't hear until. lololol. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got one kuku picture of me that dress up like a safari ranger. but i very paiseh so i don't dare to show it up :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay done posting bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-5541564365220616234?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/5541564365220616234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=5541564365220616234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5541564365220616234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5541564365220616234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/swim.html' title='swim.'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-3560682988518211497</id><published>2008-05-04T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:16:35.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Instructions : Remove one question from below , and add in your personal question . Make it a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people . List them out at the end of the post . Notify them in their tagboard that they've been tagged . Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) At what age do you wish to get marry ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Below 30 bah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Who is more important to you ? Friends or girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friends. No more girlfriend can find new one. Friends are for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3) Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You. Because I'm telling you everything you want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you think you have enough confidence ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Enough confidence to do/in what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Grow till 1.75m lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not really. I can make my own tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What is your goal for this year ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Get into Secondnary 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you believe in eternity love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Believe in yourself and your partner. Not eternity love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Have you broken someone heart that she/he tried to commit suicide ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course. That person is already dead. ( Joking )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What feeling do you love most ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A feeling that makes me feel happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11) What are the requirements that you wish from your other half ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Laugh at my jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)List out five best friends of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All of my friends are my best friends :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you cherish every single friendship of yours ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thats a dumb qns to ask, next pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14) Who do u wish to look into ur eyes right now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hannah Montana ; Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What do you think is the most important thing in in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My CJ7, qi zai.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who cares for you the most ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Describe the person who you know you're going to marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, she has a pet dog named Romeo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What have you done to please yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hehe something I'll not tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) IF time were to rewind , will you want it to be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes of course. I have many regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Who do you feel like killing now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The person who setted this survey to waste time, kill the living and harm the enviorment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay lah I won't be passing this around. if you wanna do it, just do it luh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-3560682988518211497?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/3560682988518211497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=3560682988518211497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3560682988518211497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3560682988518211497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/instructions-remove-one-question-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-6600685653462746299</id><published>2008-05-02T17:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:59:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people , i won't be blogging that often , only after tuesday i guess. anything you can sms/call me if i'm not around at msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195716504289651522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3lz70pEbbA/SBrkoe_Rq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tCzGy8Hynnk/s320/DSC02275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;well, this is a pair of slippers that i exchange today. I'm damn silly. I bought the wrong size on wednesday. And i wanted to change it for the same design but different size. However, no stock. So i looked around. And i picked this one. I don't know if this is nice anot, but most of the pple says its nice and it suits me. Well give me your comments :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today's paper was chinese. hmm quite easy. oops, i meant quite easy, to fail lor. well, you guys should know my chinese suck. Hmm, now i'm left with 2 more papers, on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, 5th May - E Maths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, 6th May - Chemistry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i've been planning to go for a fun swim on tuesday, after my paper as the day ends at 9.25am. Catching a movie before the swim or after that. Hehe, hope it goes on successfully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, i gtg already. having my dinner outside today. goodbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-6600685653462746299?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/6600685653462746299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=6600685653462746299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6600685653462746299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/6600685653462746299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-people-i-wont-be-blogging-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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/_u3lz70pEbbA/SBrkoe_Rq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tCzGy8Hynnk/s72-c/DSC02275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846414449277954841.post-1424843247128621991</id><published>2008-05-01T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:59:55.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xD</title><content type='html'>yay today's 1st May , public holiday!&lt;br /&gt;But not very much of a holiday D:&lt;br /&gt;Exam week. And that &amp;amp;@^(&amp;amp;#^ Enqi &amp;amp; Edward go watch iron man never jio me. Cos I told Edward I not going gym today as planned. then he thought I cannot watch movie. wahlao! tomorrow I sure force them watch with me again, hahaha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, the main purpose for blogging today, is about the fun I had yesterday, so I thought I could share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my POA Exams yesterday. Was still okay. Not really that confident to pass, ahh but nvm. I know I did my trial balance very gracefully. Well, school ended at 10.20am for me. Then me, enqi, russel &amp;amp; jing ren went to play basketball at cck cc de indoor court at around 11.30am after eating. Some of our schmates were there too, but we got there first. So we played together luh. We play play play, until no energy but we still feel like playing. Until 2.30pm then we stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enqi &amp;amp; Russel checked their handphone. Got sms from meilin asking want to go KTV @ Chevrons. So we all steady luh. Went home and changed. then met @ lot 1 4.30pm. And then, enqi pangseh us. @^(^*@(&lt;a href="mailto:^@&amp;amp;^"&gt;^@&amp;amp;^&lt;/a&gt;^*@. then me russel &amp;amp; jing ren took 188 to chevrons. Around 5.30pm we reach abt if i'm not wrong. got benjamin to fetch us to the ktv room. Then when we got inside the room. we scold enqi until he apologize. Hahaha, funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played dai dee with Enqi , Russel and Jing ren at first. Cos we very shy to sing uh. But after a while, me &amp;amp; enqi &amp;amp; russel started singing. Oh yah, there were Fang tian, Mei lin, Fangtian's sister, Benjamin, namira &amp;amp; yuan li too. Jingren &amp;amp; Yuan Li never sing at all. Don't know why. Haha, I sing until I damn high, seriously. I forgot what time we left, but nvm, doesn't matter too. Went to take shuttle bus back to jurong east and take train to lot 1. Slacked there awhile then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, bathe, then sleep after awhile. Really damn tired &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I've came across something, it's a poem posted by someone. And alot of stupid comments commented by pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Hey I've got a short &amp;amp; sweet poem that i wish to share it with you guys. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Mine is not up there. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's quite nice right ? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha some funny comments too, like, #^@%"&gt;#^@%#@&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;' go home &amp;amp; sleep lah ! '&lt;br /&gt;' was that even a poem ?! '&lt;br /&gt;' Wow thats short &amp;amp; 'sweet' '&lt;br /&gt;' Dumb shit, thats a dumb poem written by a dumb person '&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha , well, I kinda agree , LOL. Okay end of post. Byebye ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-1424843247128621991?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/1424843247128621991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=1424843247128621991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1424843247128621991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/1424843247128621991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/05/xd.html' title='xD'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-5517652448796674195</id><published>2008-04-29T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T15:43:29.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post. (:</title><content type='html'>yay. i finally come back to blog. ^^&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm being forced to. Bella's fault hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;But she very kind lah, she help me make my blog until like ....&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. to my liking luh. Anyway exam period ah. very stress. Okay i'll write down my exam timetable for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Friday, 25th April - English Paper 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 28th April - Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 29th April - Literature &amp;amp; Physics&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 30th April - Principle Of Accounts&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 2nd May - Mother Tongue , Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 5th May - E Maths&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 6th May - Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so according to my timetable, tomorrow is Principal Of Accounts. &gt;&lt; I also really don't know if I'd be able to handle it confidently anot. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, end of post. &amp;amp; I think I'd have to marry Jasmine, ahh omg.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bella :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-5517652448796674195?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/5517652448796674195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=5517652448796674195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5517652448796674195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/5517652448796674195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/04/1st-post.html' title='1st post. (:'/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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-7846414449277954841.post-3743279988389225858</id><published>2008-04-27T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:55:22.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO BRENDON ! HAHAHAH THANK ME : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846414449277954841-3743279988389225858?l=mythankstobella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/feeds/3743279988389225858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7846414449277954841&amp;postID=3743279988389225858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3743279988389225858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7846414449277954841/posts/default/3743279988389225858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mythankstobella.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-brendon-hahahah-thank-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendon Chua</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>
