<?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-38914918</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:33:35.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown,rebound</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8833420872325655559</id><published>2007-09-28T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:59:06.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've moved (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/my_kinderbueno"&gt;my_kinderbueno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8833420872325655559?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8833420872325655559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8833420872325655559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8833420872325655559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8833420872325655559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-moved-mykinderbueno.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-7673371152675011826</id><published>2007-09-27T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T04:16:49.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It's been said that we just don't recognize the significant moments in life while they are happening. We grow complacent with ideas or things or people and we take them for granted. It's usually not until that thing is about to be taken away that you realize how wrong you've been.That you realize how much you&lt;span&gt; really need it, how much you love it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't be friends again, like before.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe we can be better friends than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7673371152675011826?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7673371152675011826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7673371152675011826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7673371152675011826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7673371152675011826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-been-said-that-we-just-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-5475053438407254090</id><published>2007-09-26T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T05:32:31.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments,</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lantern Festival 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(I didn't post up my favorite pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvppyeKrfPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/mMGUs_hbry8/s1600-h/the+star+of+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvppyeKrfPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/mMGUs_hbry8/s320/the+star+of+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114516642644851954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then and Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvppx-KrfMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3gq7iai91_M/s1600-h/DSCF0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvppx-KrfMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3gq7iai91_M/s320/DSCF0366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114516634054917314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trina, Kenric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvppyOKrfOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/87p8fX9_ViY/s1600-h/DSCF0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvppyOKrfOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/87p8fX9_ViY/s320/DSCF0376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114516638349884642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo8eKrfHI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fkBheoq9IWA/s1600-h/DSCF0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo8eKrfHI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fkBheoq9IWA/s320/DSCF0341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114515714931915890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo8uKrfII/AAAAAAAAAYk/hBL8zJeHbpk/s1600-h/DSCF0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo8uKrfII/AAAAAAAAAYk/hBL8zJeHbpk/s320/DSCF0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114515719226883202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo8uKrfJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/XeiKy-ApICg/s1600-h/DSCF0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo8uKrfJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/XeiKy-ApICg/s320/DSCF0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114515719226883218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one who couldn't do this ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo9OKrfKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/qAULp_eWops/s1600-h/DSCF0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvpo9OKrfKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/qAULp_eWops/s320/DSCF0361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114515727816817826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoN-KrfDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SBA_9E3T1AI/s1600-h/DSCF0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoN-KrfDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/SBA_9E3T1AI/s320/DSCF0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514916067998770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trina's a ghost, half ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoOOKrfEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4IsxRTelL6Q/s1600-h/DSCF0324+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoOOKrfEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4IsxRTelL6Q/s320/DSCF0324+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514920362966082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trina's Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoOOKrfFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/v6Bxrz1CkS0/s1600-h/DSCF0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoOOKrfFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/v6Bxrz1CkS0/s320/DSCF0325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514920362966098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenric's Candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoOeKrfGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lBTJw2A18Lo/s1600-h/DSCF0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvpoOeKrfGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lBTJw2A18Lo/s320/DSCF0330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514924657933410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really sucks in lighting the matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the three of us together during Lantern Festival again. Not at the park with the playground this time, but the place just outside my house's gate is pretty cool too, plus windy. Imagine us trying to save those candles that has been lit every five minutes. Moreover, it's the company that really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a really really tiring day for me in school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5475053438407254090?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5475053438407254090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5475053438407254090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5475053438407254090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5475053438407254090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/moments_26.html' title='Moments,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvppyeKrfPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/mMGUs_hbry8/s72-c/the+star+of+light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-4474630173312095035</id><published>2007-09-24T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:29:27.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I say I'm sorry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edited/12:28am}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures from Last night(Esplanade),&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1OKrezI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S-QqBi6ZNxo/s1600-h/P1050310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1OKrezI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S-QqBi6ZNxo/s320/P1050310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113807504889576242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Michelle Darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1eKre0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/WDZNgibluMY/s1600-h/P1050314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1eKre0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/WDZNgibluMY/s320/P1050314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113807509184543554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muffin and Cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1uKre1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/e9ScnbiTEXQ/s1600-h/P1050318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1uKre1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/e9ScnbiTEXQ/s320/P1050318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113807513479510866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1-Kre2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LRbVIcqueoE/s1600-h/P1050324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1-Kre2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LRbVIcqueoE/s320/P1050324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113807517774478178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk2OKre3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/BN_142qOSAI/s1600-h/P1050328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk2OKre3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/BN_142qOSAI/s320/P1050328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113807522069445490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emo kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvflgeKre4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WWujxmekul0/s1600-h/P1050329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvflgeKre4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/WWujxmekul0/s320/P1050329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808247918918530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvflguKre5I/AAAAAAAAAWo/X5qa5ynTJJs/s1600-h/P1050331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvflguKre5I/AAAAAAAAAWo/X5qa5ynTJJs/s320/P1050331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808252213885842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our not so successful attempt of acting whatever we were trying to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvflg-Kre6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tEfm6y0S03s/s1600-h/P1050332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvflg-Kre6I/AAAAAAAAAWw/tEfm6y0S03s/s320/P1050332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808256508853154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvflg-Kre7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/dTwHEbKY5Yw/s1600-h/P1050333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvflg-Kre7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/dTwHEbKY5Yw/s320/P1050333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808256508853170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvflhOKre8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/JmCqROj2Uv4/s1600-h/P1050335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvflhOKre8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/JmCqROj2Uv4/s320/P1050335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113808260803820482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rve3jOKrexI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dTSO9DzSqhk/s1600-h/dscf0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rve3jOKrexI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dTSO9DzSqhk/s320/dscf0309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113757717628680978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Introducing the baby hamsters (:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn it cute isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Man U won last night! (: (Hello Guangting!). It's so funny because Hazel and I supports Man U while Trina and Nicole supports Chelsea! So like you know, it's just so funny(!!) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Sarah to come online, so that she can send me the pictures(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4474630173312095035?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4474630173312095035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4474630173312095035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4474630173312095035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4474630173312095035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-i-say-im-sorry.html' title='Can I say I&apos;m sorry?'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rvfk1OKrezI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S-QqBi6ZNxo/s72-c/P1050310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3520799744771429080</id><published>2007-09-23T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:59:26.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only time will tell,</title><content type='html'>I just got home from the studying session at Esplanade. It was super unproductive because we ended up spending our time at the rooftop terrace. I'm feeling so angsty and moody and everything and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(While on the way home, I was thinking and I realized that I really really don't like it when people smses you and stops smsing you without even saying anything. And then you'll be left there, constantly checking your phone for their messages. It's really irritating and frustrating. Honestly. If that's the case, people shouldn't even bother replying or to start a conversation.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Man U and Chelsea match tonight and I really really want to watch it. But guess what? I need to study now though I'm feeling exceptionally tired now, plus my whole body is aching due to training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3520799744771429080?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3520799744771429080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3520799744771429080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3520799744771429080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3520799744771429080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/only-time-will-tell.html' title='Only time will tell,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-6481148716601323618</id><published>2007-09-22T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T06:57:34.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{edited/9:45pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always the case. =(&lt;br /&gt;Talk, don't talk, talk, don't talk. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;And you're always the one starting the cold war shit.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't assume things, you said it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I'm glad you're alright with her now.&lt;br /&gt;You said I haven't been saying anything nice to you,&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, "You're one lucky boy to have her."&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate her.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dearest Lee, I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvT1GeKreuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-6se1-plBZw/s1600-h/z40636928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvT1GeKreuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-6se1-plBZw/s320/z40636928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112980968498232034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only, time would fly by faster.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Paris with you.&lt;br /&gt;If only,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6481148716601323618?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6481148716601323618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6481148716601323618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6481148716601323618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6481148716601323618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/mmmhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvT1GeKreuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-6se1-plBZw/s72-c/z40636928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2724227837424537620</id><published>2007-09-21T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:07:37.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think of our time together is it fading,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvPd5-KrerI/AAAAAAAAAU4/y0m9Gt5V_ns/s1600-h/P10503052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvPd5-KrerI/AAAAAAAAAU4/y0m9Gt5V_ns/s320/P10503052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112673990005717682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's drawing during the English Paper 2! HAHA. Read the story! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to eat up Mok Cheng Hao the peanut, the next time I see him man! He's making me pull out all my hair now! Ahhhhhhh(!!!!!) He's such a noob!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;3 Hours of A Math and E Math tuition just now. They seriously killed my brain cells man. However, this time I laughed like alot during tuition because Trina and I were talking about the different people in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a very very bad headache now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Michelle and I are back together again! I love you girl! &lt;3 Oh, and Sarah is so sweet to Trina! She did so much for her man! Aww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2724227837424537620?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2724227837424537620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2724227837424537620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2724227837424537620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2724227837424537620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-of-our-time-together-is-it.html' title='I think of our time together is it fading,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvPd5-KrerI/AAAAAAAAAU4/y0m9Gt5V_ns/s72-c/P10503052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2699215478446318090</id><published>2007-09-20T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T06:32:32.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a chapter in the past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm getting so distracted now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling Michelle says that it's over between us today.&lt;br /&gt;She broke up with me. I'm very very sad.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much now!&lt;br /&gt;Baby, do you want to patch up with me? Because I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English End Of Years tomorrow! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2699215478446318090?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2699215478446318090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2699215478446318090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2699215478446318090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2699215478446318090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-chapter-in-past.html' title='It&apos;s a chapter in the past.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-2434759845099275599</id><published>2007-09-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:55:03.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody knows that I was such a fool to ever let go of you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvENtwE2jrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RlLQxeRfEjw/s1600-h/hollywoodgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvENtwE2jrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RlLQxeRfEjw/s320/hollywoodgirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111882131692752562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I memorized the number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So why can't I make the call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chinese and Physics test today. Damn it hard! ): If not for Felicia's encouragement, I've given up a long long long ago. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you very much my dearest partner(!!) :D &lt;/span&gt;Plus Nicole Khoo, get well soon alright! Eat more&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; luhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Taka with Michelle, Boon How and Sean. When Boon How and Sean left to play Lan, Michelle and I walked to Cine to get T-Shirts so that we can go to Meridian and play pool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously suck at pool ): Michelle had to keep teaching me!(Paul Chong wasn't there to teach me what, since he's my Shifu and I'm sorry dude! I'll study, promise). Marc and Jace came to join us and both of them are seriously damn amusing! :D Boon How and Sean were suppose to join us after their lan but they overshot the Lan timing! ): I really don't like Lan. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lost while I was going home hence Daddy had to go and pick me up. HAHA. Fine, laugh at me man! ): I'm so dependent on Trina because when Trina isn't with me, I get lost!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Michelle and I were missing Han and Bjorn the whole time then. We kept thinking if only, if only if only, if only they were in Singapore ): It's alright, Han's coming back soon! Bjorn in Dec isn't it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to study now. 8PM-10PM!(:&lt;br /&gt;I love you Michelle Darling. XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2434759845099275599?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2434759845099275599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2434759845099275599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2434759845099275599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2434759845099275599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/everybody-knows-that-i-was-such-fool-to.html' title='Everybody knows that I was such a fool to ever let go of you,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RvENtwE2jrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RlLQxeRfEjw/s72-c/hollywoodgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3923306030538194741</id><published>2007-09-18T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:43:43.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4Xg1Rq6ggs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4Xg1Rq6ggs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yesterday we were laughing&lt;br /&gt;(if you're gonna say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm left here asking&lt;br /&gt;(if you're gonna say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;And although we knew this time,&lt;br /&gt;Would come for me and you&lt;br /&gt;Don't say anything tonight,&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3923306030538194741?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3923306030538194741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3923306030538194741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3923306030538194741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3923306030538194741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-we-were-laughing-today-im.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-3515895534797906886</id><published>2007-09-17T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T06:22:38.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything that's good in me I owe to you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Ru56qn6N91I/AAAAAAAAAUg/sgaD0XWb5bY/s1600-h/IMG_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Ru56qn6N91I/AAAAAAAAAUg/sgaD0XWb5bY/s320/IMG_1820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111157499798353746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, Michelle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the craziest day after school (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru with Clara, Sarah, Michelle and Trina! (: And we did many many crazy things plus super unglam too(!!) We got them all on camera! Perhaps I would post them up once Clara manage to send me the pictures(Stupid MSN)! &gt;:(!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently while I was going home, I met Wingyan and one-dimple guy!(: Hahaha. It's so fun teasing him because this time Wingyan is on my side, right girl? (: I miss having talks with you ): I'm glad you even know what I'm referring to and yeahhhh ))))))):(!!) &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Michelle is my girlfriend(!!) (But I still love Lee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, right?) and I did not get to give my hugs to Narmy today because she did not go to school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F,"11 more days!"&lt;br /&gt;T,"Huh? What 11 more days?"&lt;br /&gt;F,-gives this -.- face.&lt;br /&gt;T,"Ohhhh. Omgggg! HAHA. Shit, sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;F,"Haiyoooo!"&lt;br /&gt;28th! :D Yay, for two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still care about you?&lt;br /&gt;This is so frustrating! I shouldn't care anymore! I shan't care anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3515895534797906886?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3515895534797906886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3515895534797906886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3515895534797906886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3515895534797906886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/everything-thats-good-in-me-i-owe-to.html' title='Everything that&apos;s good in me I owe to you,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Ru56qn6N91I/AAAAAAAAAUg/sgaD0XWb5bY/s72-c/IMG_1820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-7926520641018874676</id><published>2007-09-16T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T04:28:51.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filmed like a scene on the cutting room floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Ru0JEH6N90I/AAAAAAAAAUY/geziqmvB_hw/s1600-h/z91135122.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Ru0JEH6N90I/AAAAAAAAAUY/geziqmvB_hw/s320/z91135122.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110751118582740802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things don't change, We change."&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really really want to go to the zoo ):&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sunshine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always cheat my feelings! Why? Because you always say that you'll be going for training, in the end also never turn up ): Whatever it is, have a happy birthday alright!(: Take care always. And we haven't been talking much anymore and I haven't seen you for a long long time, so sunshine I miss you!(: Okay, bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7926520641018874676?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7926520641018874676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7926520641018874676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7926520641018874676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7926520641018874676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-dont-change-we-change.html' title='Filmed like a scene on the cutting room floor'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Ru0JEH6N90I/AAAAAAAAAUY/geziqmvB_hw/s72-c/z91135122.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3030198513007494354</id><published>2007-09-14T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T03:54:39.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't play the victim this time, and you're too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RupirX6N9yI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hA7niwNaAn8/s1600-h/lovelikekids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RupirX6N9yI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hA7niwNaAn8/s320/lovelikekids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110005224497346338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of my Ipod ear-piece because I broke it today. Tell me my Ipod is really really unlucky to have me as it's owner ):(I sent it for servicing twice) I'm so sorry that I'm just so careless. Will you forgive me my dearest ear-piece? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is still considering whether to let us go and watch a movie now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should've started running, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A long long time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply Tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trina: &lt;/span&gt;I NEVER SEDUCE THE TEACHER! I don't even have the standard to. ): wo bu zhi dao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marc:&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. Eh,so cool! Let's all challenge next time when we go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHHAAH. Sure sure? I love you sister in law!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;: Hahaha. wth! Mmhmm, Mmhmmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikoh:&lt;/span&gt; How can you agree with him! ): Cannot cannot! Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3030198513007494354?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3030198513007494354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3030198513007494354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3030198513007494354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3030198513007494354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-cant-play-victim-this-time-and.html' title='You can&apos;t play the victim this time, and you&apos;re too late.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RupirX6N9yI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hA7niwNaAn8/s72-c/lovelikekids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-4650093649910152601</id><published>2007-09-13T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:13:30.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Drives,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuknHH6N9wI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lhYzBou8qzY/s1600-h/Picture%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuknHH6N9wI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lhYzBou8qzY/s320/Picture%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109658255564338946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69 Gang got our rings today (: and there's the engraving of 69 on the inside of the ring (: So yes, I'm pretty much very happy! :D Moreover, Clara and I bought the same dress today! And I just remembered that we're 'twins'. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I scored really really well for my Chinese Oral Examination. To think that I screwed it up! (: When Lao Shi read out my marks, I was shocked, honestly. Moreover, my chinese isn't good in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a happy day! Because I went out with Lee before meeting Michelle, Clara, Sarah and Trina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trina and I were on the bus and Trina wanted to send an sms to Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;Trina," Yeah, I'm going to sms Sarah now!"&lt;br /&gt;Tania," Omggg, Isn't that Sarah's phone?! In your pocket?!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply Tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. Omgg, Brandon and Clara challenge. Not bad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trina:&lt;/span&gt; No(!!) I'm going to win you in arm wrestling! I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheng Hao:&lt;/span&gt; Play a part in? Arm Wrestling? Cannot! You sure win one ): Not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; : You're stronger then all of them except me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHHAHA. Perhaps! We shall see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikoh: &lt;/span&gt;Yes, Trina can take care of you(: And I'll train to be stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narmy:&lt;/span&gt; No(!!) I was just tired! That's why I lost to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4650093649910152601?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4650093649910152601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4650093649910152601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4650093649910152601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4650093649910152601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/late-night-drives.html' title='Late Night Drives,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuknHH6N9wI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lhYzBou8qzY/s72-c/Picture%285%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-6746667436257255163</id><published>2007-09-12T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T04:48:15.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say go, I never meant away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;69 Finally got a ring! &lt;/span&gt;(: But we can only get it on Thursday because we sent it to some place to engrave it (: Pretty pretty! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out for lunch at Heeren with 69, Theresa Love, and Cheng Hao (: I love going out with these people because they always make my day seem so interesting (: Somehow. And, I finally realize how weak I am ): When Michelle tried to lie on me, I almost fall plus Cheng Hao can win me in arm wrestling when I'm using two hands, and he's only using one. ): However, I know Narmy is still weaker then me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah!&lt;/span&gt; ,Shimin too!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking home, I saw this squirrel and I suddenly thought that if only we could climb up to the squirrel's home then we'll be able to see all the squirrels there! And like imagine the squirrels are all eating their nuts and when they see you, they just stop whatever they're doing (still holding the nut in their hands) and just stare at you. Omggg, so cute(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somethings are meant to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6746667436257255163?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6746667436257255163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6746667436257255163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6746667436257255163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6746667436257255163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-say-go-i-never-meant-away.html' title='When I say go, I never meant away,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-4185373039856975402</id><published>2007-09-12T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T07:33:04.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time,</title><content type='html'>{Edited}&lt;br /&gt;Phone confiscated. Sms my other number (The one that has like 4 3s in it). It's new, because my previous other number was taken away by the brother. Ask me on MSN if you don't know what's that number or perhaps just drop me an email since I wouldn't really be online( I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having talks with you. It's just so damn it useless. What's the point of talking to me when you don't even understand me? I barely know you, how can you know me? I've been living with you for 15 years, it's amazing how we can never understand each other. You have your pride, I have mine too.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuZnZppCw5I/AAAAAAAAATs/7u-7LKEUh94/s1600-h/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuZnZppCw5I/AAAAAAAAATs/7u-7LKEUh94/s320/horse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108884517670798226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't wanna leave it all behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I get my hopes up and watch them fall everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another color turns to gray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And its just too hard to watch it all slowly fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm really really scared for my End Of Years. I'm not showing it but yes I'm really really scared ): I've yet started on my revision ): The only thing I do when I study is just homework(?) So, it's not really called revision isn't it? I must not regret for my End Of Years again ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, a few of us were playing some really crazy games. The only person who can stop Michelle from fighting another person when Michelle's drunk is Trina, because she's strong enough. Haha. Trina and I kept falling down on the floor when I played the game with her ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to get home today without getting lost (: Hazel-Green eyes, so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't go on looking at those pictures. Why do you have to go? I guess I'll understand and start moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply Tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theresa:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, he is! ): I love you tooo! Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narmy: &lt;/span&gt;And super crazy too! (: I bet you were really going crazy! Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4185373039856975402?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4185373039856975402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4185373039856975402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4185373039856975402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4185373039856975402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuZnZppCw5I/AAAAAAAAATs/7u-7LKEUh94/s72-c/horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-829810882471051690</id><published>2007-09-10T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T05:45:36.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed your bags, and walk away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuU0s5pCw4I/AAAAAAAAATk/CXSA8HBjx0c/s1600-h/z72486028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuU0s5pCw4I/AAAAAAAAATk/CXSA8HBjx0c/s320/z72486028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108547298313552770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to my really crazy adventure today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanted to get a pre-paid Hi-Card really really badly, so Narmy accompanied me to Far East to get it from some 7 Eleven. Both of us stood outside 7 Eleven for a really really long time because we needed to find someone who's 18 and above to help us buy. ):Finally, when I manage to ask this guy to help me, the stupid 7 Eleven did not have the Hi-Card ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to go to another 7 Eleven at Far East Shopping Centre. Asked this guy who looked rather friendly, however he did not bring his wallet, so he asked us to ask his colleague who apparently looked very very VERY scary, yknow with that gangster look kind. Yes! And guess what? He turned out to be so damn nice! He willingly helped me and even helped me choose the nicest number man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral of the story: Never judge a book by it's cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Reading this story doesn't really give you that kind of feeling, being there with me makes it crazier. Narmy can be my witness(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'll be fine today. After all, I was alright in the afternoon. But now I'm starting to feel it again. You know, you really got me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll still be here, if this even matters to you.&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/38914918-829810882471051690?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/829810882471051690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=829810882471051690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/829810882471051690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/829810882471051690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-guess-my-lucky-star-is-broken.html' title='Packed your bags, and walk away,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuU0s5pCw4I/AAAAAAAAATk/CXSA8HBjx0c/s72-c/z72486028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8400024464294396888</id><published>2007-09-10T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:38:22.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's really over,</title><content type='html'>Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one to build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have told me a long time ago. I'll feel better.&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes your bestfriend end up hurting you more than your worse enemy would ever come close to."&lt;br /&gt;How true. Because bestfriends are the one who are the closest to your heart but sometimes they just don't get it. (I give up holding on, but I said this a million times before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promised we'd be friends till the day we die, but it all ends with a new friend or a goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why you moved on without telling me and leaving me there, behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe some friendships aren't meant to be saved.  Maybe we're meant to spend a certain part of our lives with certain people and then move on."&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this would be the answer to all my questions. Perhaps this would make things easier for me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. You left when I needed you the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8400024464294396888?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8400024464294396888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8400024464294396888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8400024464294396888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8400024464294396888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-guess-its-really-over.html' title='I guess it&apos;s really over,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-7546393941310498983</id><published>2007-09-09T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T07:42:54.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A falling star, least I fall alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edited/10:30PM}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Annual Bowling Championship dinner thing. Had a good time but then Gale and Trina just had to talk about all the crazy things that the Youths did for the past two years, making me feel so lkasjde. All those food snatching, prawn peeling, toilet thing, just all the really crazy things, especially two years back ): I miss those times. It feels weird that Han isn't at the dinner this year =( I miss Han, 28th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's school tomorrow and I've yet touched any of my holiday homework. Forget about it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply Tags:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenric:&lt;/span&gt; Her birthday is on the same date as Raf's. You didn't even wish me Happy birthday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheng Hao:&lt;/span&gt; You didn't ask. Who ask you! All the pictures taken with you are all so outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amadea:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, and I have the teddy you, theo and ian gave me too. Thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikoh: &lt;/span&gt;That shows that you're so thin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khoo: &lt;/span&gt;Totally. Your cousin man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narmy: &lt;/span&gt;I bet you slept well too, why huh why! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jem: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Ohmy! That was funny!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/855fd457-35c5-4145-b254-51455c800c73&amp;theName=Over You - Chris Daughtry&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="94" width="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=855fd457-35c5-4145-b254-51455c800c73"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//selectedfile/emaildoc/855fd457-35c5-4145-b254-51455c800c73"&gt;     Share &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/855fd457-35c5-4145-b254-51455c800c73/Over-You---Chris-Daughtry/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of A Math and E Math tuition now ): Someone just kill me or something.&lt;br /&gt;The father is really really crazy. I'm starting to not like him more and more each day. Really.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like living in this house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7546393941310498983?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7546393941310498983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7546393941310498983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7546393941310498983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7546393941310498983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/get-this-widget-share-track-details.html' title='A falling star, least I fall alone.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-7763985538018056480</id><published>2007-09-08T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T08:18:16.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does it feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuJg0ppCw3I/AAAAAAAAATc/MsEl7p_mcgU/s1600-h/IMGP7889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuJg0ppCw3I/AAAAAAAAATc/MsEl7p_mcgU/s320/IMGP7889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107751385039029106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Amadea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you cousin because you're always helping me with stuff. Even though sometimes you make me crazy because you'll do some I don't know what stuff but yes I still love you girl. Thank you for always making me laugh with that laughter of yours and lending me that precious teddy bear of yours for many many many nights so that I can hug it to sleep and not feel so upset. I love having heart to heart talks with you. So now you're a year older already, love you. Happy Birthday, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edited/11:08pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like yeah, I screwed up Youth. ): Apparently,the soaking my thumb in ice cold water that Han taught me really worked. My thumb did not hurt that much while I was bowling. Thanks :D But yeah, I still screwed it up(plus my cramps just had to make things worst) ): However, the guys bowled really really really well (: Congrats!Boon How is this year's Youth Champion! Like :D :D :D(!!) And Gale is this year's Graded Champion! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to that old place. Looked around and I thought to myself, everything's different now. Things have changed. I guess sometimes all that we're left with are memories, perfect memories. And we should just learn to live with memories and be satisfied with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was talking to Lee on the phone just now, so I'm very happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't give up on her, Don't give up on him.&lt;br /&gt;You two, please hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7763985538018056480?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7763985538018056480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7763985538018056480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7763985538018056480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7763985538018056480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-does-it-feel.html' title='How does it feel?'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuJg0ppCw3I/AAAAAAAAATc/MsEl7p_mcgU/s72-c/IMGP7889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-474232426368246404</id><published>2007-09-07T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T09:07:48.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's to this really really good friend, Mr Kua(: ,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for calling all the way from Australia on my birthday!(: And thank you for even attempting to call me at 12am, even though you still fell asleep! HAHA! (: Thank you thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/span&gt;(!!) :D Thank you for everything that you've done for me alright! So here's one last thing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I MISS YOU KUA WEN HAN!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Your favorite colour isn't it?(: )&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I had fun at Amadea's birthday party. Fun with both her friends and Theodore's friends. Stan is really a joker (: Haha. Had make-up all over my body all thanks to them. Bala too! He got sexually abused or something by the girls. Damn funny. I'll write a shout out to my dearest cousin tomorrow. I love you, Amadea Ng Hui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-474232426368246404?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/474232426368246404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=474232426368246404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/474232426368246404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/474232426368246404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/heres-special-post-for-mr-kua-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-6289996958386274317</id><published>2007-09-07T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:08:11.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuD0dJpCw2I/AAAAAAAAATU/FDstIwWMNHI/s1600-h/DSCF1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuD0dJpCw2I/AAAAAAAAATU/FDstIwWMNHI/s320/DSCF1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107350759079592802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Cheng Hao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 2 years older than me, once again. Time flies, and I've known you for quite some time already. Our friendship has quite a few rough patches, but I'm glad we're still friends, not the best of friends now, but still going well I hope. Thank you very much for always being there for me and trying to crack me up whenever I'm feeling down. Thank you for not giving up on this friendship even though previously we did not talk for a few months and I'm really sorry for that. Thank you for teaching me how to move on and knocking some sense into me, though at times I'll still think about it. Honestly, I really really dislike you whenever you jack me because it's so frustrating! Hah! One day, I say one day, I'll definitely get back at you. Anyway, Happy 17th Birthday my dear friend, :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Keppel and I'm feeling really really tired now ): There's still tuition tonight and tomorrow and Ah, my life is full of tuition. I hate it =/ I'm missing a lot of people now. Especially those who are overseas ): It's just this feeling where you suddenly start missing certain people like a lot kind of thing. Yeah ): I haven't talked to Bjorn much ever since very long ago and Han has MIA again ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to study with the 69 Gang like soon ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6289996958386274317?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6289996958386274317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6289996958386274317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6289996958386274317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6289996958386274317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-cheng-hao-youre-2-years.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuD0dJpCw2I/AAAAAAAAATU/FDstIwWMNHI/s72-c/DSCF1271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5680541517158276568</id><published>2007-09-06T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T09:05:48.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to the beating of the brokenheart,</title><content type='html'>2-1 (: We have 3 free drinks each. Krystal, Trina and I owned Boon How, Ben and Kenneth during our Trios. Moreover, they were the ones who wanted to bet with us. Bowling with them is really really hilarious. Couldn't stop laughing the whole time, especially Ben(HAHA! "This is the spare ball that doesn't spare.") Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I did not get to bowl Ladies Open this year ): Oh Wells. My blisters on my thumb are killing me, big time. and Cheak Boon How so better take care of his finger man! Tsk! ): Poor finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSYjnSzu39Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSYjnSzu39Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZJpCwjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TJD2ee2da5Q/s1600-h/CIMG5982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZJpCwjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TJD2ee2da5Q/s320/CIMG5982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107117593895027250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theodore doesn't like this picture because he thinks it's a family portrait. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZZpCwkI/AAAAAAAAARE/4KPabh6z8kY/s1600-h/DSCF0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZZpCwkI/AAAAAAAAARE/4KPabh6z8kY/s320/DSCF0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107117598189994562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made our wishes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZ5pCwlI/AAAAAAAAARM/aYoGqjoi4uU/s1600-h/DSCF0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZ5pCwlI/AAAAAAAAARM/aYoGqjoi4uU/s320/DSCF0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107117606779929170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgaJpCwmI/AAAAAAAAARU/Ors1DLaV_Z4/s1600-h/P1040970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgaJpCwmI/AAAAAAAAARU/Ors1DLaV_Z4/s320/P1040970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107117611074896482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Poor Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgappCwnI/AAAAAAAAARc/tx3kytm5nvg/s1600-h/P1040984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgappCwnI/AAAAAAAAARc/tx3kytm5nvg/s320/P1040984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107117619664831090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhD5pCwoI/AAAAAAAAARk/_dTNuLCympw/s1600-h/P1040983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhD5pCwoI/AAAAAAAAARk/_dTNuLCympw/s320/P1040983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107118328334434946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin cheated on Filbert! HAH. I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhEZpCwpI/AAAAAAAAARs/nBpdsLMZ-dc/s1600-h/P1040978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhEZpCwpI/AAAAAAAAARs/nBpdsLMZ-dc/s320/P1040978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107118336924369554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle doing jumpingjacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhE5pCwqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tmadw-4df1Q/s1600-h/P1040986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhE5pCwqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tmadw-4df1Q/s320/P1040986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107118345514304162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not tall, they're not tall, they're not tall.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhFJpCwrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4m9S589o5VM/s1600-h/P1040987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhFJpCwrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4m9S589o5VM/s320/P1040987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107118349809271474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round a bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhFZpCwsI/AAAAAAAAASE/vvAaWDgGl3E/s1600-h/P1050007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAhFZpCwsI/AAAAAAAAASE/vvAaWDgGl3E/s320/P1050007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107118354104238786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh75pCwtI/AAAAAAAAASM/TDoz2tErbyY/s1600-h/P1050025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh75pCwtI/AAAAAAAAASM/TDoz2tErbyY/s320/P1050025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119290407109330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game of twister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh8ppCwuI/AAAAAAAAASU/NwfCFsp7hPY/s1600-h/P1050052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh8ppCwuI/AAAAAAAAASU/NwfCFsp7hPY/s320/P1050052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119303292011234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh-JpCwvI/AAAAAAAAASc/JIX4bPBEhvg/s1600-h/P1050057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh-JpCwvI/AAAAAAAAASc/JIX4bPBEhvg/s320/P1050057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119329061815026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh-5pCwwI/AAAAAAAAASk/ICAx1N7SloE/s1600-h/P1050097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh-5pCwwI/AAAAAAAAASk/ICAx1N7SloE/s320/P1050097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119341946716930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gay cousin, but I love him. Yes I do, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh_JpCwxI/AAAAAAAAASs/WWjcPe5iUyc/s1600-h/P1050100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAh_JpCwxI/AAAAAAAAASs/WWjcPe5iUyc/s320/P1050100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107119346241684242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi3JpCwyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7dCD-TTXPd8/s1600-h/P1050107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi3JpCwyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7dCD-TTXPd8/s320/P1050107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107120308314358562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi3ppCwzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/c9v9C5LbOZo/s1600-h/P1050110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi3ppCwzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/c9v9C5LbOZo/s320/P1050110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107120316904293170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them, especially Pellet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi35pCw0I/AAAAAAAAATE/ig-vqvC0IlQ/s1600-h/P1050159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi35pCw0I/AAAAAAAAATE/ig-vqvC0IlQ/s320/P1050159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107120321199260482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how crazy it got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi4JpCw1I/AAAAAAAAATM/CApaNn8SOqE/s1600-h/P1050157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAi4JpCw1I/AAAAAAAAATM/CApaNn8SOqE/s320/P1050157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107120325494227794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. Like finally (: Matthew admits that he has been jacking me. Why thank you. HAHA. I'm off. I still have to go Keppel tomorrow morning. And, I'll do my shout out to Cheng Hao tomorrow (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5680541517158276568?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5680541517158276568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5680541517158276568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5680541517158276568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5680541517158276568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-beating-of-brokenheart.html' title='to the beating of the brokenheart,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RuAgZJpCwjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/TJD2ee2da5Q/s72-c/CIMG5982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-7134439743194570325</id><published>2007-09-05T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T06:47:58.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you all,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edited}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that we can never talk to each other properly? Maybe it's just me feeling this way but we seriously haven't had a proper conversation together for a really really long time and I kind of miss having that with you. We'll always end up arguing or getting angry with each other once we start a conversation and then we would not talk for months again. It's really tiring you know. You can scold me for not moving on but friendships like that is seriously hard to forget. I'm wondering if I still mean as much to you as before, perhaps not. I seriously doubt so anyway. (You did not even wish me a happy birthday ): even though you turned up for the party and we did not talk except when you did some crazy thing and I kind of overreacted a little, I'm sorry.) But you're still important to me, if till now you don't know that. Is it really impossible for us to talk like how we used to? All I'm asking from you is just for that friendship back. Is it that hard? If you've already forgotten me as a friend, bestfriend, or whatever, why does it seem so easy for you to do that? ):&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6nEJpCwhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5_taIZyESEM/s1600-h/DSCF0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6nEJpCwhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5_taIZyESEM/s320/DSCF0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106702717234102802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6nEZpCwiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VC55Yhpy3YA/s1600-h/DSCF0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6nEZpCwiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VC55Yhpy3YA/s320/DSCF0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106702721529070114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A BIG THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to everyone who turned up for my birthday party yesterday and for those lovely presents and birthday wishes (: They're all greatly appreciated! I love you people! And of course to that special someone who brought me out in the afternoon, and gave me such a lovely surprise&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah&lt;/span&gt;(: I love you.&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry if I any of you did not enjoy the party because of my bad planning and everything. I really am ): However, I just want to say that you all allowed me to have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Dare and Dare. Damn it funny!(: From doing 20 push-ups to Tau-Poking each other to kissing a person of the same sex(we took out the opposite sex one) and removing a chopstick from one's cleavage. Had a great time laughing at all those who got to do those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we opened the alcohol. I did not drink a lot that night, in fact I really did not drink much at all. However, many others were crazy. They can drink like 11-20 over shots of Absolute Vodka, Chivas, Champaign(that Mao bought for our present) and I don't know what. Most of them were all wasted by like 11pm, Especially Cheng Hao and Derrick. (HAHA!!) Oh, and Michelle was damn funny. She was asking Bernard to be her boyfriend or something like that, and Bernard totally rejected her like 4 times. FYI, she was way way way High then. So yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of them were having their crazy time playing card games and drinking outside the rooms, drinking and talking inside Trina's room, a few of us were in my room just listening to my favorite band play the guitar(: And this is what we call the "peaceful room". (We chased all the drunkards out. Hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narmy, Clara, Sarah, Shimin, Michelle, Joel, Theresa,Weijie, Boon How,Theodore, Ian, Cheng Hao and Derrick stayed over!(: Narmy and I slept the earliest! (We had the whole bed to ourselves man!) Except for Cheng Hao and Derrick who were totally wasted already and were already on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Derrick is damn funny! While we were all talking in the room(Derrick was sleeping on the floor), he suddenly woke up and,&lt;br /&gt;Someone,"Are you drunk?"&lt;br /&gt;Derrick," I am drunk, drunk am i, i drunk am."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! And then he went to sleep again! Omggggg, Funny! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, all the guys had to sleep on the floor because the girls chased them down the bed so that we can have the beds to ourselves(: It's amazing how the guys would willingly sleep on the floor(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up really early this morning. Joel had to leave, followed by Theresa, Boon How and Weijie. Theodore was really really really sweet the whole time (I just felt like saying this. I love my cousin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes! We played Twister! (: Funny shit. All the unglam stuff!:D Most of them left by 4pm and I had training after that. I felt so tired then, seriously.So yes, more pictures once I get it from the rest of the girls!&lt;3 Oh and one more thing, my birthday party decorations and the BBQ food were successful all thanks to my two aunties,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6lZ5pCwfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wNzCX3o33r4/s1600-h/DSCF0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6lZ5pCwfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wNzCX3o33r4/s320/DSCF0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106700891873001970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Gema,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6laJpCwgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kYIdCiJ-qYA/s1600-h/DSCF0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6laJpCwgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kYIdCiJ-qYA/s320/DSCF0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106700896167969282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Auntie Yati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now. I'm 15.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7134439743194570325?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7134439743194570325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7134439743194570325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7134439743194570325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7134439743194570325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-you-all.html' title='Thank you all,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rt6nEJpCwhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5_taIZyESEM/s72-c/DSCF0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5237661797679719846</id><published>2007-09-04T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:46:35.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtybz5pCweI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Km0JvY9Cnxg/s1600-h/z71560612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtybz5pCweI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Km0JvY9Cnxg/s320/z71560612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106127393479901666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TRINA NG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY GARY GOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY DOUGLAS TAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TANIA NG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/38914918-5237661797679719846?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5237661797679719846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5237661797679719846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5237661797679719846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5237661797679719846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/september.html' title='September,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtybz5pCweI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Km0JvY9Cnxg/s72-c/z71560612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3066624435735720455</id><published>2007-09-03T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T06:25:00.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now let's ride,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtu-G5pCwdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KG3g27Xb6eQ/s1600-h/z63336700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtu-G5pCwdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KG3g27Xb6eQ/s320/z63336700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105883628316049874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday Shane!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;365-1=364! (: How amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I love how you dress! :D Anyway, Have a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Trina is allergic to something so now she's having rashes all over her body. Poor girl. &amp; I'm having a super bad cold now :/ Must be because of the 4 hours of A Math and E Math lessons we had today ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Trina and My birthday! &lt;3 Tell me why I'm not that excited? ): Oh, and of course it's Gary's and Douglas's birthday too! :D Still, Trina and I are older then both of them by a few hours! :D  Bye.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Edited/9:32pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me I rock! =) Why? Because I totally survived like 7 hours of Math lessons today. 4 hours for E Math and A Math in school, and 3 hours of A Math and E Math tuition. =( wth. 3 hours mind you(!!) I felt like crying then, I couldn't sit still at all! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 and a half hours more! I'm still not excited yet ): My cold is killing me ): Apparently, I manage to ask daddy to let me have my phone through the night! :D Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3066624435735720455?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3066624435735720455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3066624435735720455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3066624435735720455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3066624435735720455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-shane-365-1364-how.html' title='Now let&apos;s ride,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtu-G5pCwdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KG3g27Xb6eQ/s72-c/z63336700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5597134114767276583</id><published>2007-09-02T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:33:26.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="280" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDoJv0Kw24c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDoJv0Kw24c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="280" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shagged now, I don't know why either. Mmhmm, Trina has rashes all over her body now and it's just 2 days away from her birthday. Poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's classes tomorrow morning ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5597134114767276583?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5597134114767276583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5597134114767276583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5597134114767276583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5597134114767276583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/3-i-feel-so-shagged-now-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-3117610368783999977</id><published>2007-09-01T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:28:28.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtkxpZpCwcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dJtF3ixToV4/s1600-h/IMGP3063copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtkxpZpCwcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dJtF3ixToV4/s320/IMGP3063copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105166239928598978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Joel Tang(!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have a candid picture of you(: Because somehow I'll always meet you whenever I'm in town. Because I think you're really funny! Hahaha, I still have the video of you doing some really funny things. Anyway, Have a blast on this day of yours yes? (: Take Care and God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3117610368783999977?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3117610368783999977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3117610368783999977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3117610368783999977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3117610368783999977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-joel-tang-because.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtkxpZpCwcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dJtF3ixToV4/s72-c/IMGP3063copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3127791643904775402</id><published>2007-09-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T20:31:08.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You tear me down with the same thing,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtjc7ZpCwbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/IkLmNiRecAA/s1600-h/rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtjc7ZpCwbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/IkLmNiRecAA/s320/rosie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105073090677883314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember when we were little,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the biggest decision we had to make was to either go on the swings,&lt;br /&gt;Or the monkey bars during recess,&lt;br /&gt;Or how the only fake people we knew were Barbie &amp;amp; Ken.&lt;br /&gt;Or how the only way our friends could disappear was in a game of Hide &amp; Seek.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the only drama that happened was when your best friend stole your candy bar. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now would you rather be little again? I would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3127791643904775402?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3127791643904775402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3127791643904775402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3127791643904775402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3127791643904775402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-tear-me-down-with-same-thing.html' title='You tear me down with the same thing,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rtjc7ZpCwbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/IkLmNiRecAA/s72-c/rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1797712412540019848</id><published>2007-08-31T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T02:56:30.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtflVJpCwaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9TLwCd014hk/s1600-h/z62129886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtflVJpCwaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9TLwCd014hk/s320/z62129886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104800854175826338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day celebration was a blast(!!) Mr Samat is leaving =( and the class had a surprise for Chen Lao Shi &lt;3 Clara is really crazy over Mr C. HAHA(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the celebration, Trina and I went to town to meet up with our NYPS mates. However, Crescent ended the earliest (Except for Hwa Chong International), so we were the first to arrive. Met up with Kenric, Rafael and Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael, Kenric and Trina left for awhile so Joel and I just walked around before meeting up with Daryl. I swear the three of us were really really really bored. It's like we were so bored till I was asking Joel lame jokes. Wth. &amp;amp; Daryl totally tricked me ): Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Gary, Shih Hong, Yiguan, Pufang and Audrey. However, while we were waiting outside Seoul Garden for the rest to arrive, Cheng Hao called me and apparently both of us were in the same building, so I decided to go and meet Cheng Hao, Andy and Derrick first. Hah, such fate yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to leave early, so I did not go back to Seoul Garden. I'm sorry sexy, I did not get to see you today ): Anyway, my new A Math tuition teacher is damn funny. Yes! Oh, and guess what? My Ipod died again. I'm so sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1797712412540019848?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1797712412540019848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1797712412540019848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1797712412540019848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1797712412540019848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day-celebration-was-blast-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtflVJpCwaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9TLwCd014hk/s72-c/z62129886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3695680910787683817</id><published>2007-08-30T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T08:43:18.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight Starlight,</title><content type='html'>Here's Daryl for you,&lt;br /&gt;T,"Eh, will you be coming for my party on tues?"&lt;br /&gt;D,"No"&lt;br /&gt;D,"I'm going to Trina's party"&lt;br /&gt;D,"Sorry"&lt;br /&gt;T,"HAHAHAHAHAH.  ): Okay lah. Reject me straight in my face ):"&lt;br /&gt;T,"You good"&lt;br /&gt;D,"the very best"&lt;br /&gt;T,"How can you reject me!"&lt;br /&gt;T,"My heart is broken into a million of pieces"&lt;br /&gt;D,"is ur heart metallic if it is it'll make fixing it alot easier"&lt;br /&gt;T,"Nope ): It's glass, how?"&lt;br /&gt;D,"melt it then mould again la simple"&lt;br /&gt;D,"but maybe wun be the same"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be meeting sexy and other NYPS mates after school tomorrow! Yeah &lt;3 But I got to be home early because of tuition, so I cannot spend more time with sexy ): How sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3695680910787683817?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3695680910787683817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3695680910787683817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3695680910787683817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3695680910787683817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodnight-starlight.html' title='Goodnight Starlight,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-5877827094601559997</id><published>2007-08-29T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T04:53:27.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You want to know what living life to the fullest actually is?&lt;br /&gt;It's waking up on Monday morning with no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;It's knowing you always deserve to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Points, What can I say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5877827094601559997?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5877827094601559997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5877827094601559997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5877827094601559997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5877827094601559997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-want-to-know-what-living-life-to.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-5600595491453378302</id><published>2007-08-28T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T04:35:46.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetness in starlight,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtQGqppCwYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FXnmkBeadl4/s1600-h/z46584090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtQGqppCwYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FXnmkBeadl4/s320/z46584090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103711607519887746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th Month, Baby!&lt;br /&gt;Got home and I had this really really really pleasant surprise found on my table. Opened it and I started smiling to myself like a lot. I'm sorry that I keep whacking you for no apparent reason but yes I still do love you. &lt;3 Let's stay strong, always. You make love so sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Lots of love, Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5600595491453378302?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5600595491453378302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5600595491453378302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5600595491453378302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5600595491453378302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweetness-in-starlight.html' title='Sweetness in starlight,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtQGqppCwYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FXnmkBeadl4/s72-c/z46584090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1139679984286208369</id><published>2007-08-27T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T05:10:02.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet beginnings do arise,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtK71JpCwXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DpXZEPkw_IM/s1600-h/z66298654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtK71JpCwXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DpXZEPkw_IM/s320/z66298654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103347849559720306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=..wLzRmb192cvc2bsJmLvlGZhJ3LvlGZ1F2L1RWZuQWb15SZlNnL3d3d/The%2520All-American%2520Rejects%2520-%2520Swing%252C%2520Swing.rbs&amp;amp;cover=1&amp;crossfader=1&amp;amp;replay=1&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been playing on my Ipod non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was really really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; funny today. Especially with Trina and Theresa sitting infront of Felicia(My dearest and most beloved partner) and I! =) Four of us were laughing non-stop, like we could actually cry man(Totally tears of joy). We were scribbling lots of stupid stuff on Trina's paper and Trina threatened to show it to someone. Thank God Felicia got it back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F," I promise I wouldn't give the paper to Tania."&lt;br /&gt;T, " Okay."&lt;br /&gt;F, "But I didn't promise that I would return it to you."&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN! Felicia rocks big big big BIG time man!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Michelle and Clara came over to my house. Planned my party stuff and everything then we got really bored so we played this really really stupid yet fun game! HAHA. I whacked Michelle's nose twice (she thinks it's broken now) and my eye whacked her head too! Damn pain! HAHA. Yeah and after that we looked like some mad people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today, because it's so fun! :D I love my friends. And and whoever isn't sure about my birthday party, can just sms my handphone! (The lots of 8 one) =) Yeah. Hahah, I'm still laughing that I actually ask someone to leave his house on 3rd September so he would just get lost and find his way to my house on 4th September. HAHA(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1139679984286208369?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1139679984286208369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1139679984286208369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1139679984286208369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1139679984286208369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-beginnings-do-arise.html' title='Sweet beginnings do arise,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RtK71JpCwXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DpXZEPkw_IM/s72-c/z66298654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8026184016549768321</id><published>2007-08-26T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T07:10:07.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I am reminded of things I’ve forgotten,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{edited/10:15pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fine now =)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I bought my party stuff today. Some of them! &lt;3 Yay. I'm excited and yet I don't know. lkjsdkas(!!!) I don't feel like going to school tomorrow. Tomorrow is such a long long day! ): I feel like going out to watch a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. I need to get some sleep tonight. Yaan Meng just told me about the 6th Avenue incident thing. I didn't even know about it (!!) I should read the news more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you and I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could lose it all if you've got no more room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No room, inside, for me in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply Tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trina:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! If Han is my father? Whoa nice. Can get fatherly hugs. No lah, kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han:&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Trying trying ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wingyan:&lt;/span&gt; I still remember yours too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khoo:&lt;/span&gt; Sorry no cure! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara: &lt;/span&gt;Wo Mei You Qi Fu Choy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8026184016549768321?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8026184016549768321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8026184016549768321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8026184016549768321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8026184016549768321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-i-am-reminded-of-things-ive.html' title='So I am reminded of things I’ve forgotten,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-2287140041682121655</id><published>2007-08-25T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T04:09:43.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share with me the blankets that you're wrapped in, bbecause it's cold outside.</title><content type='html'>Imagine that there's this dog walking,&lt;br /&gt;N, " Can I bark?"&lt;br /&gt;T, " Noo! Don't!"&lt;br /&gt;N, " Why!"&lt;br /&gt;T, " What if your bark actually means 'Bite me'!"&lt;br /&gt;N, " Yeah, then the dog will come over to bite me!"&lt;br /&gt;T, " Exactly!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Nicole Khoo ah!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Oral Examination, Junction 8, Tuition!&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to persuade Mummy to go shopping with me today! =)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edited/7:10pm}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Daddy brought Trina, Arwin and I to Mount Faber Safra to bowl before heeding off to Keppel. Got there rather early before the slot I'll be bowling in for ABC, so Trina and I decided to have lunch with Michelle and Boon How!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate this sinful brownie. And no, I didn't put the sinful word there, it's really stated on the menu! How interesting! And there's like some Nemo thing too. Hahah, damn it cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family were all getting ready to go out for dinner and to do my birthday shopping, but guess what? My parents totally forgotten that they had an appointment so they had to rush! However, I did not even get angry because Daddy was so apologetic&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I should really have stayed in Keppel (Daddy asked me to, but I said no). Now I'm so bored however, I must motivate myself to study! :D Then again, I feel like watching a Midnight Movie ): Haven't caught one for a really really long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2287140041682121655?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2287140041682121655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2287140041682121655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2287140041682121655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2287140041682121655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/share-with-me-blankets-that-youre.html' title='Share with me the blankets that you&apos;re wrapped in, bbecause it&apos;s cold outside.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-8506787324123326267</id><published>2007-08-24T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T03:20:38.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does she love you that's worth knowing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rs6vgppCwVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/VEzMCDXsJLE/s1600-h/z82095579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rs6vgppCwVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/VEzMCDXsJLE/s320/z82095579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102208403326026066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgotten that there's Chinese Oral Examination tomorrow.Like really. This shows how much I dread it(?) Yeah, sort of. I'm afraid that the teacher would laugh at me if I say something wrong in Chinese. I'll be so hurt! (Yeah right). But I mean like it's not fun being laughed at ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to stand at the back of the class during A Math because I did not do my homework (Trina actually did hers and did not remind me! Not her fault anyway). Shimin and I were teaching Hayyu chinese words however we taught her all the wrong chinese words. Eg; Wo Shi Zhu(I'm a pig) and we told her it's I love you. HAHA. Funny shit. We had to keep covering our faces to prevent Mr C from seeing us laugh like crap. I think Mr C is seriously getting stricter with the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T, "I really want my flats. Yknow those without any heels, like really flat base kind!"&lt;br /&gt;M, " Flats ain't suppose to have any heels!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Keppel now! Theresa Kwok, please take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Sya Cinta Lee) Hayyu taught me this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply Tags!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khoo: &lt;/span&gt;Haha. Thanks. I'm alright, most probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I hope so. Thanks anyway. I just wish that everyone would enjoy themselves. You MIA so long! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guangting: &lt;/span&gt;Study study study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theresa: &lt;/span&gt;I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara:&lt;/span&gt; Yes and I got your hug today again! :D Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Felicia:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. Thanks girl Mmmhmm, anytime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narmy: &lt;/span&gt;For once,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8506787324123326267?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8506787324123326267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8506787324123326267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8506787324123326267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8506787324123326267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/does-she-love-you-thats-worth-knowing.html' title='Does she love you that&apos;s worth knowing?'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rs6vgppCwVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/VEzMCDXsJLE/s72-c/z82095579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-6598530564301552621</id><published>2007-08-23T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T07:42:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about us, doesn't seem right these days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rs2J55pCwUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ETjhrX6l8IY/s1600-h/z95232372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rs2J55pCwUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ETjhrX6l8IY/s320/z95232372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101885580699156802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;It's raining with thunder and lightning now =( I closed my window , switch on the air-con, blast my Ipod, however nothing seems to work ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I need a hug, really badly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like shit now. Got back a few of my Common Test results today. Did really really badly and I cannot complain because it's my fault. I did last minute work, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once again&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I'm going to have to owe Guangting a lunch meal now because his overall percentage would definitely be higher than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that I can still worry about such things instead of my results. I should really set my priorities right now. Being promoted is all that matters to me now. Yes, it is. It&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; must&lt;/span&gt; be. (Studies, studies studies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest list is ready. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(What if the whole party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;screws up? What if everything goes wrong? What if people don't enjoy themselves?There's so many w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hat ifs now): I'm so afraid) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Days to End Of Years. =X I feel like giving up now.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6598530564301552621?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6598530564301552621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6598530564301552621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6598530564301552621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6598530564301552621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/stay-up-till-four-in-morning-tears-are.html' title='Something about us, doesn&apos;t seem right these days.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rs2J55pCwUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ETjhrX6l8IY/s72-c/z95232372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-4305109715841446382</id><published>2007-08-22T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:25:00.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just another priceless work of art, in his gallery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Cheak Boon How (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you're not going to jump down from your house anymore because then I wouldn't need to order mattresses to save you from all that jumping. Haha :D You're such a silly boy. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I would even break down in class today. I really don't. &amp; I'm perfectly fine, seriously. I'm sorry for making all of you worry. And yes, thanks to all those who bought me chocolates to cheer me up and giving me countless of hugs. I love you all. It's really not any of your fault. Honestly. I'm sorry Theresa. I really am and I didn't mean anything I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JurongEast with Michelle, Shimin and Felicia. Shopping(!!) We're just like some typical aunties. HAHA. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{EDITED}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FVJqRLU3J0I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FVJqRLU3J0I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4305109715841446382?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4305109715841446382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4305109715841446382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4305109715841446382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4305109715841446382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/youre-just-another-priceless-work-of.html' title='You&apos;re just another priceless work of art, in his gallery.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-2684992700836901905</id><published>2007-08-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T08:02:25.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A falling star, least I fall alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Edited/11:07pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered that Narmy came up with this very logical statement today, for once man! Because I told her that if only everyone can be so happy like everyday! And then Narmy said that if everyone were to be happy everyday, then we wouldn't know what true happiness is anymore! Yes, I agree to that. So there definitely must be some sadness in one's life then one would be able to appreciate true happiness =) Afterall, it all depends on which perspective you look at things from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy today! For many many reasons, mainly it's because of the guy who changed his name and because I got to see Lee today! =)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Common Tests are over(!!) There's still Class Tests and End Of Year Examinations ): Oh damn! I should really start reading my textbooks like everyday. Treat it as some kind of really interesting storybook. I'm serious! &amp; you get to learn new things everyday too(!!) How exciting! I should seriously try it, if only I have that kind of determination! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be getting back our results starting from tomorrow. That's really really really quick(!!) This proves how efficient Crescent Girls' School teachers are. I've been thinking and I'm sure the teachers are having the same amount of pressure and stress that the students are undergoing. I mean like it's really possible. Poor teachers because they don't complain like how we students do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tempted to pull Mummy out for shopping now. Unfortunately, Mummy is still at work and only Daddy's at home ): Even if Daddy provides me with the money, I still want my Mummy to accompany me. (I trust her taste, and she gets good buy too!). I need to shop shop shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want all the stars in the sky for my birthday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll get butterflies in my tummy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erza:&lt;/span&gt;HAHA(!!) Yes yes! Anyway, I replied you on your livejournal already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theresa:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, you're my one and only happy pill alright! I love you girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle: &lt;/span&gt;Totally. Beautiful is like not superficial kind. I don't know but yknow! &amp; we totally have telepathy! HAHA! Wth! the asshole sign thing! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khoo: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Light up the sky! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon:&lt;/span&gt; Totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peilin:&lt;/span&gt; Yes yes! Ah, damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. You told me already in school today! HAHA. &lt;3 Mr P!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2684992700836901905?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2684992700836901905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2684992700836901905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2684992700836901905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2684992700836901905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/falling-star-least-i-fall-alone.html' title='A falling star, least I fall alone.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-1789693710942572190</id><published>2007-08-20T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:23:10.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>throw it away, forget yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rsk595pCwOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RyVM_LoSaUI/s1600-h/z77395714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rsk595pCwOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RyVM_LoSaUI/s320/z77395714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100671788581568738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How's your paper?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, the paper's just fine. It's just that the answers are screwed."&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I have such a funny teacher because he taught me that. &lt;3 Mr P.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so accomplished during the Geography paper. As for Biology and A Math, I really don't want to talk about it ): I'm sorry I didn't put in enough effort, I know it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;S,"Why do you always look so happy?"&lt;br /&gt;T,"I'm not happy! I feel so sad inside!" =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peilin was playing the guitar in the GigaJam place in the school's art conservatory,&lt;br /&gt;T,"Peilin! can you like call my everyday?"&lt;br /&gt;P,"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;T,"Because then you can play the guitar for me everyday on the phone!"&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to play a guitar for me like everyday, everyday! :D   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this sign thing at Cheers, "I'm fat but you're ugly. I can go on a diet" Funny shit. Haha. Anyway, my paternal side cousins are coming over tonight for dinner! YAY! I want my camera ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saviour, He can move the mountains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My God is Mighty To Save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1789693710942572190?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1789693710942572190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1789693710942572190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1789693710942572190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1789693710942572190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/throw-it-away-forget-yesterday.html' title='throw it away, forget yesterday.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rsk595pCwOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RyVM_LoSaUI/s72-c/z77395714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8274608052411490065</id><published>2007-08-19T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T08:04:41.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You run in the dark through a firefight.</title><content type='html'>Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;If everyone of us threw our examination papers out of the window when it has been given out by the teachers, then we wouldn't need to take examinations anymore! say,Yay! It'll definitely be fun, however the consequences would be even more fun huh! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Audrey Hackett&lt;3 I love you,cousin!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Chin Jiaxin&lt;3 I haven't seen you for a long long long time! &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited/6:37pm}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm going to die =x&lt;br /&gt;I still have Biology(Transport in mammals,Transport in plants),Geography(Rivers) plus a little revision on A Math to study before tomorrow morning. Oh damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally stressed up now. I can seriously pull all my hair out or something man. Maybe I should just go to Daddy and tell him straight in his face to not have high hopes for my Common Test 2 results and then he'll give me this slap on my face(Must exaggerate a little!) and continue grounding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like seeing Lee YE now, like now now now NOW! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss him! &lt;/span&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{edited/11:10pm}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man U lost to Man City! ): How can(!!)Now that someone who supports Arsenal is 'feeling' for me. Thanks ah dude. THANKS! ): Wahlao. Okay, I'm off to study now. &amp;amp; my dearest Midnight happy pill please do cheer up! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8274608052411490065?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8274608052411490065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8274608052411490065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8274608052411490065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8274608052411490065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/close-door-and-take-stairs.html' title='You run in the dark through a firefight.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-5854471666416429899</id><published>2007-08-18T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T09:06:51.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You never call me when you're sober.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsaQKJpCwNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JY2v6k63fGg/s1600-h/z74850421-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsaQKJpCwNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JY2v6k63fGg/s320/z74850421-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099922132104822994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be hot or beautiful? I say beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;There's stars in the sky tonight. Even more than yesterday. I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Theresa shall be my one and only happy pill now &lt;3 Thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5854471666416429899?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5854471666416429899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5854471666416429899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5854471666416429899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5854471666416429899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-never-call-me-when-youre-sober.html' title='You never call me when you&apos;re sober.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsaQKJpCwNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JY2v6k63fGg/s72-c/z74850421-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2800869062887275234</id><published>2007-08-17T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T08:35:18.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?</title><content type='html'>I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks plus stars in the sky plus friends who care.&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to be upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(You're right. If I'm not important to you, you shouldn't be on my important list either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And dearest Lee,&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of that ankle of yours.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2800869062887275234?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2800869062887275234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2800869062887275234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2800869062887275234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2800869062887275234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/fairytales-dont-always-have-happy.html' title='Fairytales don&apos;t always have a happy ending, do they?'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-2486676202628131844</id><published>2007-08-16T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T02:38:47.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the lines of fear and blame.</title><content type='html'>"Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Screwed up Social Studies today. I wrote some really really not logical paragraphs. Chinese was damn it hard ): I couldn't understand anything. Elective History and Chemistry tomorrow. Pray for me (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Productive studying session with Sarah, Clara, Theresa, Michelle and Trina after school at Queenstown Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I'm deciding if I should go for training or not ): Anyway, 69 have picked a theme for my birthday party already. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;"I hope when we go to heaven, God would let us choose our wings."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;"Whether we want big or small wings,or those feathery kind or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Imagine, &lt;3 (!!!!)&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/38914918-2486676202628131844?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2486676202628131844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2486676202628131844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2486676202628131844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2486676202628131844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-does-everything-need-reason.html' title='Between the lines of fear and blame.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-862990552142299820</id><published>2007-08-15T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T06:30:19.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We all want one thing: A Fairtytale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsL2wWchZ3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RXazVaHqck0/s1600-h/z49795706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsL2wWchZ3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RXazVaHqck0/s320/z49795706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909038656186226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real, when you woke&lt;br /&gt;up you didn't know what to believe? What would you do if what&lt;br /&gt;you thought was true wasn't? And what you thought wasn't true&lt;br /&gt;was? Would you retreat into your dreams with the hope of finding&lt;br /&gt;a more perfect reality?  Sometimes life is stranger than a dream.&lt;br /&gt;And the only way to wake up is to face what lies hidden in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;And you can only hope that in those moments of dark reflection,&lt;br /&gt;that you are not alone.   "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Tests starts tomorrow. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;24 Aug(!!) I'm very scared of that date. Chinese Oral Examination. One thing that comforts me? Brandon's chinese is even worst then mine =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-862990552142299820?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/862990552142299820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=862990552142299820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/862990552142299820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/862990552142299820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-all-want-one-thing-fairtytale.html' title='We all want one thing: A Fairtytale.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsL2wWchZ3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RXazVaHqck0/s72-c/z49795706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2276477192665942576</id><published>2007-08-14T00:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T06:14:46.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living like a fairy tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsFhwWchZ1I/AAAAAAAAANA/DCphhXdSmGE/s1600-h/z77533870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsFhwWchZ1I/AAAAAAAAANA/DCphhXdSmGE/s320/z77533870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098463736446936914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else,&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself,&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart,&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have the one who holds my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;V," I won't give you 17 upon 15 marks , even if you have the 17 points."&lt;br /&gt;T," Why cannot?!"&lt;br /&gt;F," Tania, you're not my partner!"&lt;br /&gt;I felt so dumb then =( How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ray at the bus-stop today and I think he couldn't recognize Trina and I because when Trina waved at him, he just gave this blur look. Haha(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch a movie now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have another movie marathon with cousins/friends.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go blading with cousins and siblings.&lt;br /&gt;I want my birthday to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;Bye &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=((I want to be happy everyday, and I shall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2276477192665942576?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2276477192665942576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2276477192665942576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2276477192665942576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2276477192665942576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-be-mine.html' title='Living like a fairy tale'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsFhwWchZ1I/AAAAAAAAANA/DCphhXdSmGE/s72-c/z77533870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8938000551243796241</id><published>2007-08-13T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T07:04:28.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron(II) Chloride.</title><content type='html'>{edited/9:53pm}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsAZf2chZzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ofe35Fpn6PQ/s1600-h/z58038559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsAZf2chZzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ofe35Fpn6PQ/s320/z58038559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098102813165184818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear C,&lt;br /&gt;I was studying Chemistry and I thought of you. Those are your notes that I'm using. I miss going out with you dude ): I miss crapping with you all the time. I miss those times when I used to call you without any hesitation. I miss how you never fail to cheer me up. I miss laughing my ass off with you. I miss those times when you used to come over my house, Basketball! We' had a couple of rocky patches, but I hope they're all over now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Would you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;My attempt to not switch on my computer when I get home has obviously failed. I seriously need more discipline, like hello Common Tests starts this Thursday. 10 papers in 4 days, just great -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally passed my Geog test however I still failed my A Math test even though I studied ): I'm so jealous of this senior who came back to Crescent today because she's in my favourite Junior College ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I want to go RJC&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to go RJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to go RJC.&lt;/span&gt; I want to go RJC. I want to go RJC. (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I really want to go,mainly because of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Screw my brains. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Daddy would organize a party this Saturday! :D 1st to 9th September are filled with friend's birthday! We should just all celebrate together. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to study! (: Who knows what are the topics tested for Elect Hist? ):&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up Narmy, Michelle, Shimin and Sarah! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8938000551243796241?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8938000551243796241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8938000551243796241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8938000551243796241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8938000551243796241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/ironii-chloride.html' title='Iron(II) Chloride.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RsAZf2chZzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ofe35Fpn6PQ/s72-c/z58038559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5419968891306878044</id><published>2007-08-12T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T07:02:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything we had,</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Guangting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Because you're my nocturnal, Garfield,way slacker and way more pampered than me friend! But then again you don't support Man U, how can(?!) It's amazingly interesting how we can bicker so much about whether Man U is better or Arsenal is better. However it's funny whenever Man U wins the match against Arsenal because then I can jack you huh? Haha. Funny shit. I love online conversations with you in the night because you're always cracking me up. And yes today is your birthday, not mine! (: So once again Happy Birthday dude! May you have a blast on this special day of yours! :D And, Don't slack so much anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited/9:51pm}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rr8PSGchZwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/KjrSYBYvAyo/s1600-h/080807+%2829%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rr8PSGchZwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/KjrSYBYvAyo/s320/080807+%2829%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097810106848995074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally bowled today after like I don't know how long. Yeah damn, my bowling is so screwed up. No, it has always been screwed up yo ): I seriously should train harder man! Yes yes, I shall. (If only I can find the time). Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't give Bjorn that hug today because my Mum was there =( I'm so sorry dude. It's alright, that punch would pretty much do the job, I hope. Plus I already have some of Bjorn's dosage, no wonder life's been pretty much better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rr8RY2chZyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/biab8_fvOYs/s1600-h/IMGP1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rr8RY2chZyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/biab8_fvOYs/s320/IMGP1728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097812421836367650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you. See you in December. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;( 4 Months from now, why so long! ): ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally feeling the pressure of Common Tests and End Of Years ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5419968891306878044?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5419968891306878044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5419968891306878044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5419968891306878044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5419968891306878044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-we-had.html' title='Everything we had,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rr8PSGchZwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/KjrSYBYvAyo/s72-c/080807+%2829%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3466970096815065994</id><published>2007-08-11T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T08:26:30.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Crash.</title><content type='html'>Do not move, let the wind speak,&lt;br /&gt; That is paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited/11:25pm}&lt;br /&gt;I finally went for Inter-Club today. Stayed with the two jokers because they're always cracking me up! (: Yeah, like totally. I thank God that they're not going overseas, for now that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From next Tuesday onwards, I shall wake up at like 5am every morning to go online and chat with Bjorn before washing up and going to school! :D I'll miss him, I really would ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, they're going overseas ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reply Tags:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anon:&lt;/span&gt; Perhaps. Does it matter even if it was referring to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Khoo: &lt;/span&gt;You're most welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara:&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Not ah beng lah! Yeah (: Love. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa:&lt;/span&gt; I'm so so sorry! I wasn't at my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evelyn:&lt;/span&gt; Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikoh:&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Yes it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anon: &lt;/span&gt;LOL. What's so shocking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narmy:&lt;/span&gt; You're what I go to school for. I love you Narmy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3466970096815065994?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3466970096815065994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3466970096815065994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3466970096815065994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3466970096815065994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/car-crash.html' title='Car Crash.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-3367799774746977240</id><published>2007-08-10T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:17:10.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I mention when I see you it stings like hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrxvan-casI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zztAyYx0VC8/s1600-h/2nrnhqo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrxvan-casI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zztAyYx0VC8/s320/2nrnhqo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097071381474732738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how certain things trigger memories.&lt;br /&gt;Songs, smells, photographs,and such,&lt;br /&gt;some make you sad and some make you just close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and for that one moment you are captured in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You once said that you'll never leave but now you're telling me that friends come and go.I guess people would definitely change their thinking once they get older and experience more.But what got me thinking was that, do friends ever go and come back again? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I hope they do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm not sad or anything. I'm simply feeling nostalgic.&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/38914918-3367799774746977240?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3367799774746977240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3367799774746977240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3367799774746977240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3367799774746977240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-funny-how-certain-things-trigger.html' title='Did I mention when I see you it stings like hell?'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrxvan-casI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zztAyYx0VC8/s72-c/2nrnhqo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-728741199871983393</id><published>2007-08-09T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:08:28.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To turn and run when all I needed was the truth.</title><content type='html'>{edited/10:50pm}{Pictures}&lt;br /&gt;East Coast with my cousins! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I finally got my new pair of blades today! (:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times when Abel and the rest of us would skate around the estate together with Andre on the bike and us holding onto him. Sunflower sweets plus our camp plus hide-n-seek in the drains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times when we used to live just a minute walk away from each other and how we used to blade to each other's house. You were suppose to teach me that T-Break thing man! ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When would we be able to call each other bestfriends again? Will that day ever come? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY(!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, school ended early because of the National Day Eve celebration. I would say that the celebration wasn't that fun afterall. Except during community singing when everyone was swaying together. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Simpsons with Clara, Michelle, Shimin and Narmy. Whenever I laugh it wasn't because of the movie, instead it's because Clara and Michelle kept laughing so damn loudly. Super funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, went to Esplanade and we finally accomplished what we've been wanting to do for ages together :D Yay! (Trina came to join us too!) I got all red and ended up sleeping on the stairs at Esplanade's rooftop terrace ): Whatever it is,I love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! ( Only a few of them because my connection got cut off when Narmy was trying to send them to me): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4IX-cakI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cye3EUhBulQ/s1600-h/080807+%2812%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4IX-cakI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cye3EUhBulQ/s320/080807+%2812%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729119825881666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmmHmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4In-calI/AAAAAAAAALY/YjPUOLxHWDE/s1600-h/080807+%2818%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4In-calI/AAAAAAAAALY/YjPUOLxHWDE/s320/080807+%2818%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729124120848978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all red already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4I3-camI/AAAAAAAAALg/4ZO3Boul_YA/s1600-h/080807+%2819%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4I3-camI/AAAAAAAAALg/4ZO3Boul_YA/s320/080807+%2819%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729128415816290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4JX-canI/AAAAAAAAALo/2h8IkDZnbK8/s1600-h/080807+%2822%29copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4JX-canI/AAAAAAAAALo/2h8IkDZnbK8/s320/080807+%2822%29copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729137005750898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4Jn-caoI/AAAAAAAAALw/vBONQvgzZOc/s1600-h/080807+%2823%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4Jn-caoI/AAAAAAAAALw/vBONQvgzZOc/s320/080807+%2823%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096729141300718210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narmy, Shimin and Tania! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs54n-caqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Pk_6OE5vC_0/s1600-h/P1040791copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs54n-caqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Pk_6OE5vC_0/s320/P1040791copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096731048266197666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I'll grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-728741199871983393?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/728741199871983393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=728741199871983393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/728741199871983393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/728741199871983393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-turn-and-run-when-all-i-needed-was.html' title='To turn and run when all I needed was the truth.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rrs4IX-cakI/AAAAAAAAALQ/cye3EUhBulQ/s72-c/080807+%2812%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-6190847700583534874</id><published>2007-08-08T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:21:56.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrnCVH-caeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QjmDqADitWw/s1600-h/z98318661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrnCVH-caeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QjmDqADitWw/s320/z98318661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318121520425442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;“And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pictures later or tomorrow or something. I hate the after effects of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6190847700583534874?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6190847700583534874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6190847700583534874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6190847700583534874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6190847700583534874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-i-thought-that-all-those-little.html' title='Hold on,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrnCVH-caeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QjmDqADitWw/s72-c/z98318661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2330568189718443858</id><published>2007-08-07T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:30:20.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache temporary,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrgmcH-cacI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IKV6U5vrPVA/s1600-h/Adorote_by_complejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrgmcH-cacI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IKV6U5vrPVA/s320/Adorote_by_complejo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095865242988865986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I think a person's life is supposed to be like a DVD. You can see the version everyone else sees, or you can choose the director's cut--The way he wanted you to see it, before everything else got in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are menus, probably, so that you can start at the good spots, and not have to relive the bad ones. You can measure your life by the number of scenes you've survived, or the minutes you've been stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably, though, life is more like one of those dumb video surveillance tapes. Grainy, no matter how hard you stare at it. And looped: the same thing, over and over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nineteen Minutes-Jodi Picoult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;School was alright. Sat with Narmy and Shimin today. I'm sorry Felicia(!!) It's not that I don't like you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;! (: Yeah, and I really hate school. I'm so jealous of Clara Koh because she left school early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's so funny after school. Because Narmy wanted me to bring home the bottle of Bacardi today since we had to clear the class.Yeah, so I decided to transfer the two bottles of Bacardi into one bottle. While pouring, we could smell the smell of it. Damn it tempting but yes we did not give in to temptations! In the end, Narmy still brought home the filled bottle. HAHA(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T,"Why can't the school just let us drink alcohol? Just don't get drunk la."&lt;br /&gt;N,"You're not even legal to drink in Singapore!"&lt;br /&gt;T,"Ohya!"&lt;br /&gt;(Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons tomorrow please (: and Get well soon Michelle! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2330568189718443858?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2330568189718443858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2330568189718443858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2330568189718443858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2330568189718443858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-persons-life-is-supposed-to-be.html' title='Heartache temporary,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrgmcH-cacI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/IKV6U5vrPVA/s72-c/Adorote_by_complejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8118795832883665996</id><published>2007-08-06T03:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T05:08:23.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was I too close for comfort?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrbzVH-cabI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8KGL4VJ1qDQ/s1600-h/z53640542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrbzVH-cabI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8KGL4VJ1qDQ/s320/z53640542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095527572660054450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt very very very very tired in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing secret admirer letter to Narmy during lesson is way funny,Plus the expression on Felicia's face when Jo and her dropped an experiment during Chem Prac.Hillarious(!!) Trina and I couldn't stop laughing. My stomach was hurting so much then because of all those silent laughter and tears filling up my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking around expensive districts with Sarah just makes us jealous. I want to have picnics every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm very traumatized by all the ghost stories that Michelle, Clara and Sarah told me. Seriously super spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be going overseas from Thursday to Saturday anymore because my brother has something important! ): Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; (because sometimes I just feel that I'm not good enough for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been more understanding ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8118795832883665996?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8118795832883665996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8118795832883665996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8118795832883665996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8118795832883665996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/was-i-too-close-for-comfort.html' title='Was I too close for comfort?'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrbzVH-cabI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8KGL4VJ1qDQ/s72-c/z53640542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2418593982393760632</id><published>2007-08-05T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:35:04.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will run to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAH-caJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g5TU6zfwiaA/s1600-h/CIMG5847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAH-caJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g5TU6zfwiaA/s320/CIMG5847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095120392580524178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Narmy! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 69 Gang, because we love you(!!) Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, It was East Coast yesterday with the 69 people to celebrate Narmy's birthday! :D Had a really really REALLY great time with my brudders.But we miss Chris!): I love my brudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went cycling and Sarah cycled too alright! Beat that man! There was this little boy who speaks like 3 languages! (English, Korean and Chinese). &amp; When I told my dad about that, I found out that my little cousin speaks Spanish, French, Chinese and English. Haha, I love Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narmy was suppose to write her wish on this kite, so that we'll fly it up high in the sky, and then we'll snap it off. Rather cliche but I think it's really sweet. However, she left the kite in the locker! How can Narmy! Haha, it's alright. This gives us another reason to go to East Coast again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's this funny thing that happened. When we were looking for some stranger to help us take a picture. He thought we wanted to ask him for his number, so he walked away from Michelle when she approached him! Haha. But in the end, Michelle still chased him and he took the picture for us! (: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'll just let the pictures do the rest of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;There's still more of them, I just have to wait for Sarah to come online! (: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWCOH-caOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pi-oOnHKJYE/s1600-h/CIMG5880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWCOH-caOI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pi-oOnHKJYE/s320/CIMG5880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095121732610320610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWCOn-caQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9iiSBpSQ8kw/s1600-h/CIMG5915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWCOn-caQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9iiSBpSQ8kw/s320/CIMG5915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095121741200255234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Trina VS Narmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWCO3-caRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UV5hWeDE8aA/s1600-h/CIMG5911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWCO3-caRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UV5hWeDE8aA/s320/CIMG5911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095121745495222546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D For once I thought it spelt Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAH-caKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/72gN3QrPlDA/s1600-h/CIMG5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAH-caKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/72gN3QrPlDA/s320/CIMG5852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095120392580524194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl!Such Love huh, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAX-caLI/AAAAAAAAAII/NemgqdM01b4/s1600-h/CIMG5857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAX-caLI/AAAAAAAAAII/NemgqdM01b4/s320/CIMG5857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095120396875491506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this picture is super nice! Right Narmy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAn-caMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GUNJTEy7aAQ/s1600-h/CIMG5861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAn-caMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GUNJTEy7aAQ/s320/CIMG5861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095120401170458818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrXZ63-caaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kV51GPdxwsE/s1600-h/P1040728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrXZ63-caaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kV51GPdxwsE/s320/P1040728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095218158921083298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Narmy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWGuX-caWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_Y6eMnxAK98/s1600-h/CIMG5917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWGuX-caWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_Y6eMnxAK98/s320/CIMG5917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095126684707613026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin,Trina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWGu3-caYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/p7rns9LEEfk/s1600-h/CIMG5877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWGu3-caYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/p7rns9LEEfk/s320/CIMG5877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095126693297547650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twin's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, I'll upload the rest some other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2418593982393760632?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2418593982393760632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2418593982393760632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2418593982393760632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2418593982393760632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-will-run-to-you.html' title='I will run to You'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrWBAH-caJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g5TU6zfwiaA/s72-c/CIMG5847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1453675783362786077</id><published>2007-08-03T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T07:13:44.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to love You more,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You're my hunny bunch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rplum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pumpy-umpy-umpkin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my sweetie pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my cuppycake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gumdrop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snoogums-Boogums,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the apple of my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I want you  know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'll always be right here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I love to sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These songs t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you are so dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw Melvin after such a long time! :D Plus kids these days are really fortunate because even though they're only Primary 3 and younger, they're already having those newest gameboy and coolioz electronic stuff. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,East Coast! :D Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I REALLY REALLY want to go for Festival of Praise and Singfest&lt;/span&gt;  =( x forever(!!) &amp; guess what is Mummy's reason for not letting me go, " No no, you're too short, the next thing you know, everyone is squishing and you'll be on the floor." Wth! ): Screw my height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weijie just showed me this, (anyway, Cheer up Liu Weijie, I'll get you jellyfishes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrMvxn-caGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6fhZxdoFCuM/s1600-h/continuous+open+heart+bracelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrMvxn-caGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6fhZxdoFCuM/s320/continuous+open+heart+bracelet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094468133077149794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super pretty right? Yes, I know. The price is even prettier even though it's not even white gold. It's 600 bucks times 2, in US dollars. Ahhh(!!)&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm saving up now for this, Nikon Coolpix S9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrMvxn-caHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/W0ArVTfdSaY/s1600-h/41FYZG8D27L._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrMvxn-caHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/W0ArVTfdSaY/s320/41FYZG8D27L._SS400_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094468133077149810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn hot, yes I know. I'm still mourning over my missing camera, so this shall be my therapy :DI don't know why hot pink, but yes hot pink! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reply Tags; (like finally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Han: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA(!!) Hmm, Nah you're not being missed! Kidding lah. You know I miss you. No actually I doubt you know. Argh. And I know what's Kinky already! It's even in the dictionary! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon: &lt;/span&gt;Noooo! Bros over dicks! You then Hoes over Bros ah! &gt;:( and you lah! So fast end the game! How could you huh brother in law?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mansoon: &lt;/span&gt;Nah, I still love my 69 Gang lots okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick: &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Yeah lah! LB(!!) See, you kept smiling to yourself! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Felicia:&lt;/span&gt; Hello Partner, Don't fight with Narmy already! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clara:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. Noo, you love EC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trina:&lt;/span&gt; Why(!!) Because Edison is my husband? (Hello Shimin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Constance:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks Girl! When's our Hilary outing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt; Welcome. We love you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1453675783362786077?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1453675783362786077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1453675783362786077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1453675783362786077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1453675783362786077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-want-to-love-you-more.html' title='I want to love You more,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrMvxn-caGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6fhZxdoFCuM/s72-c/continuous+open+heart+bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-6039735819965964790</id><published>2007-08-02T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T04:04:23.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You got that dance floor so hot,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrG07X-caFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9ZjuIYzahaA/s1600-h/IMGP8222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrG07X-caFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9ZjuIYzahaA/s320/IMGP8222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094051585673947218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my fellow brudders&lt;/span&gt;, because they're the bomb. &lt;3   Sorry my fellow brudders, I couldn't go to Queenstown with you people today. But it's still Bros over dicks alright (: HAHA. But it doesn't quite sound different. Yeah, and poor Chris! ):  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out with Lee today(!!) And I'm sorry for making you wait! ): Thanks for the gift!:DEspecially the note that you wrote with it. Yeah, and don't lose those neo-prints anymore alright? Plus I want your Kid photo! ): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jonadab along the way and at first I couldn't recognize him. Shucks. Yeah, and I feel like going to the beach now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Nick and Felicia is super aksjdas(!!) They kept asking me funny things! HAHA. Ohmyohmy! Yeah, But they're still love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6039735819965964790?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6039735819965964790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6039735819965964790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6039735819965964790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6039735819965964790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-got-that-dance-floor-so-hot.html' title='You got that dance floor so hot,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrG07X-caFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9ZjuIYzahaA/s72-c/IMGP8222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1239986990527698695</id><published>2007-08-01T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T05:23:32.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll never leave, please say you're okay now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{EDITED/8:29PM}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I'm going crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts and that cold isn't helping. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll give it up this time again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some things are better left unsaid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When this is over, Alex promised silently, we will go to the rain forest, or the pyramids, or a beach as white as bone. We will eat grapes from the vine, we will swim with the sea turtles, we will walk miles on cobblestone streets. We will laugh and talk and confess. We will. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrBU1X-caEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z0WIz33vtdk/s1600-h/In_Catene__by_CelestialSodaPop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrBU1X-caEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z0WIz33vtdk/s320/In_Catene__by_CelestialSodaPop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093664454501754946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the stars up in the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Is true love just once in a lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;Did the captain of the Titanic cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survived school today even though we had 4 tests in a row.&lt;br /&gt;A Math remedial today with lots of laughing because of Mr C's funny expressions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is long division?"&lt;br /&gt;"L-O-N-G(pause)D-I-V,that's long division!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad everyone's alright now. Except for some idiot who wants to jump off his flat on his birthday. Cheer up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; There isn't training tomorrow. How? ): Plus I hate having colds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1239986990527698695?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1239986990527698695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1239986990527698695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1239986990527698695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1239986990527698695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/08/hold-on-before-its-too-late.html' title='I&apos;ll never leave, please say you&apos;re okay now.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RrBU1X-caEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z0WIz33vtdk/s72-c/In_Catene__by_CelestialSodaPop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-452234376156262617</id><published>2007-07-31T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:42:18.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it would be a shame to turn this page, and write an ending to this chapter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;{Edited}&lt;br /&gt;I hate(by the way hate is love) Shimin &amp;amp; Trina! They claim that Edison Chen is theirs even though they obviously know that he's mine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Always thought I'd be ready and strong enough,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I just felt I could give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but breakdown and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S if that was for me, I'm really sorry. I don't even know how I'm feeling now, so I really can't give you an answer. I tried replying your letter, but I guess even if I wrote something, it wouldn't make any sense. Thanks for asking though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-452234376156262617?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/452234376156262617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=452234376156262617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/452234376156262617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/452234376156262617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-would-be-shame-to-turn-this-page-and.html' title='it would be a shame to turn this page, and write an ending to this chapter.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-8612418471745919781</id><published>2007-07-30T03:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T05:34:37.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll see our name in city lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rq295X-caCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/C-_ByVtHtts/s1600-h/z78753561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rq295X-caCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/C-_ByVtHtts/s320/z78753561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092935547012016162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;easy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,"I hate you,"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it's so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Sean Yip,&lt;br /&gt;we'll all be here for you. I hope you're feeling a little better now. Please stay strong alright? We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;Dearest Marilyn, Please cheer up too! Don't get so stressed up alright? Be a happy kid(!!) At least try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library session with the brudders(Yo!) after school was awesome! Too bad Filbert couldn't make it =( All those silent laughter and everything. Much love. &amp; I finally ate hawker centre food today. Damn goood! :D     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to plan Trina's and my birthday party and another of our fellow brudder's birthday too! :D Sean suggested that we should invite the whole waterpolo team and rugby team for my birthday. HAHA(!!)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love planning for parties(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Can you fly back ): ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Must Diet, diet, diet! Exercise, exercise, exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAH&lt;/span&gt;, BRUDDER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I said I didn't love you today, but you know, that's just a slip of tongue. You know deep inside me I love you truckloads alright! HAHA! This makes me gay because I love you. See! I'm willing to turn gay for you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8612418471745919781?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8612418471745919781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8612418471745919781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8612418471745919781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8612418471745919781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-see-our-name-in-city-lights.html' title='We&apos;ll see our name in city lights.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rq295X-caCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/C-_ByVtHtts/s72-c/z78753561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-3771399827151432464</id><published>2007-07-29T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:23:53.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words, Hands, Heart.</title><content type='html'>{Edited/8:18pm}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqwWkn-caBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6yQcqBtj18I/s1600-h/huh__by_Marty_Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqwWkn-caBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6yQcqBtj18I/s320/huh__by_Marty_Q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092470097111181330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run just now felt really good. The windy weather just adds on to the super nice feeling! :D I feel so dead at home now and I feel like going to Bintan this coming weekend! (: How nice would it be huh?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; (If only we could go together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there's 4 tests on Wednesday  and 2 mock tests on Tuesday. Someone just kill me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I hate Crescent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to talk to Lee on the phone last night :D What the hell, he sucks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. No&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah&lt;/span&gt;, I still love him! Haha &lt;3 I swear I almost slept while he was still on the phone ): I was that tired, moreover the bed was really tempting. &amp;amp; I'm sorry I didn't say bye to the people whom I was chatting with last night. Ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I really wish Clara would do the homework that I gave her! :D I'll definitely be the first to buy that book of Clara's dreams man! :D Laugh till I get abs? Totally worth it. My twin &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole got me hooked onto Boys like Girls and Yellowcard once again and Thank You Theresa Kwok because she's my Midnight happy pill! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, October will come soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3771399827151432464?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3771399827151432464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3771399827151432464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3771399827151432464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3771399827151432464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-finally-got-to-talk-to-lee-on-phone.html' title='Words, Hands, Heart.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqwWkn-caBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6yQcqBtj18I/s72-c/huh__by_Marty_Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5038382974517267217</id><published>2007-07-28T04:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T07:13:01.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must be exhausting to lose your own game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;{edited}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming down to nothing more than apathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadadada, I'm starting to miss Pellet and my camera like a lot now! ): I swear I'm seriously deprived of those two things ): I doubt they'll ever come back to me anymore. It has been 24 hours(!!) Gahh, if only I could report my lost to the police, Nah. Tell my how? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read the message that Han sent to Trina's phone. Somehow, Msn doesn't seem to be able to comfort me!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Tuition in the morning. Nicole suggested that we shall all purchase Acids (just in case), but I guess there's no need for the power of acids and distilled water anymore(to me at least). The way Nicole said it was really funny. I'm sorry girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Lesson in the afternoon. Trina and I couldn't stop laughing at everything. All the ideas that we came up with were really crazy and stupid. Heh. I hate it, it has been so long and yet I still haven't completed my painting &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Library to study with Trina. Met up with Narmy, Shimin and Shona. It's so funny because we were in the Quiet Reading Room and we had to really keep quiet. Even if it's just tearing a piece of paper. HAHA(!!) Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having this damn bad cold now =x &amp; I'm not able to go to inter-club, so sorry Sai Mun(!!) I can't pass you your Glamorous letter today! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han's leaving tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(I really didn't want to go over, it's so sad just to know that he's leaving again! Blah!!) &lt;/span&gt;here's the reason why =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5038382974517267217?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5038382974517267217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5038382974517267217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5038382974517267217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5038382974517267217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/must-be-exhausting-to-lose-your-own.html' title='Must be exhausting to lose your own game.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-6468905868149018987</id><published>2007-07-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T08:51:28.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqoMIn-caAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u3_l17KwOto/s1600-h/Since_We_Love_by_LethalDisease.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqoMIn-caAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u3_l17KwOto/s320/Since_We_Love_by_LethalDisease.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091895671005145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 7th Month Baby!&lt;/span&gt;  ♥&lt;br /&gt;"Laying there with your arms around me felt so comfortable and safe.&lt;br /&gt;My heart was beating a mile a minute having you so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;As you played with my hair and kissed me,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but smile from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Could you see how much I cared from the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;it made me never want to let you go,to just stay wrapped in your arms forever.&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing else matters, but &lt;u&gt;you and me&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing tastes as sweet as you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you're my everything.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6468905868149018987?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6468905868149018987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6468905868149018987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6468905868149018987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6468905868149018987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-you.html' title='I love you,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqoMIn-caAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u3_l17KwOto/s72-c/Since_We_Love_by_LethalDisease.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5185094078594857225</id><published>2007-07-27T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T08:29:18.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Michelle is my Mummy! {edited}</title><content type='html'>{Edited}&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so damn it sad now. Seriously man! My heart feels like it's super damn it heavy. and I REALLY miss my camera now. I really really really really really don't like Han and Boon How (I think). They still laugh at me when my camera is missing already because then I wouldn't have their unglam photos! &gt;:(!!! Ah!!!! But thanks for making me laugh in Keppel today. Thanks Narmy and Shimin!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you're not a bit important in my life, but in actual fact, you are.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there silently for me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke-down in school today, thank you for caring! (: &amp; now I'm feeling better, a little that is.  School ended like early today. Narmy, Shimin, Trina, Michelle, Clara and I went out to meet Boon How and Han.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Pepper Lunch! &lt;3(!!) Went to the Better Toy Store again, played with all the toys there! Ah, such love. Oh, Weiwei came too.Went to Coffee Bean and just slacked there, then to Heeren for the wanton noodles. Met up with Bjorn and his friend for a little while. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back to school with Narmy, Shimin and Trina. Here's the best part :I left my camera in the cab! WTH!! All my pictures! ): Esp those of today, yknow those unglam ones! Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Keppel now &amp;amp; I'm damn it upset now. First it's Pellet, and now my camera! ): Why can't I just lose myself instead? Wouldn't it be better this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5185094078594857225?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5185094078594857225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5185094078594857225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5185094078594857225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5185094078594857225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-hope-when-youre-in-bed-with-her-you.html' title='Because Michelle is my Mummy! {edited}'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-796863922533703455</id><published>2007-07-26T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T08:00:15.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know who are the ones who would leave and who are the ones who would stay.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why I'm so afraid of people leaving.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to expect next.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how I lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Why can't friends forever ever come? I really feel so alone now, somehow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjorn, you're right. I'm really too sensitive. But I really don't want to be like this. I really don't =(. I really want to just not care about anything and just be like you, love life. I simple can't. I tried, but I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-796863922533703455?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/796863922533703455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=796863922533703455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/796863922533703455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/796863922533703455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-im-sorry.html' title='And I&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-3775096900681043363</id><published>2007-07-26T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T04:23:08.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You hope she knows you tried.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9Sn-cZ9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FwKxGIGCVQU/s1600-h/IMGP8465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9Sn-cZ9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FwKxGIGCVQU/s320/IMGP8465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091457137664354258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn it upset now! =( I REALLY don't know where it has gone to. I know it was on my bag this morning and now it's damn it gone! ): I hope that it's either in school because it's not at home! I feel so sad! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pellet! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up my Chemistry paper today. I totally left the whole open-ended questions blank because I can't randomly choose numbers. HAHA(!!) Whatever man, at least I know it's because I did not study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han's mum came to pick Clara, Michelle and I up from school because it was raining and there was thunder! =( HAHA! Went to Heeren to eat that wanton noodle (Hello Narmy, guilty guilty man!) Oh, and I met Sai Mun there too! I owe him a letter now! Hahahahah! Glamorous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boon How met up with us and we went to Starbucks. Ohmygawwd! ): Calories yo. Stupid lah they, keep jacking me. what the heck! ): Clara, you're suppose to help me man! Argh. I shall learn how to say ching chong fun properly from now on! I feel so stupid about the guy being kept thing -.- To think I did not understand man! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pellet, please come back to me (though I know you're the unreal one) But please please! I really don't want to lose you ): I'm sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Keppel now and once again I'll be seeing Han and Boon How there! HAHA. How stupid! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9XH-cZ-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BvpBWBP3g9Y/s1600-h/IMGP8473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9XH-cZ-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BvpBWBP3g9Y/s320/IMGP8473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091457214973765602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9bX-cZ_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/cLBvwKLP--Y/s1600-h/IMGP8469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9bX-cZ_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/cLBvwKLP--Y/s320/IMGP8469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091457287988209650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the difference in our tan man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3775096900681043363?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3775096900681043363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3775096900681043363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3775096900681043363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3775096900681043363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-hope-she-knows-you-tried.html' title='You hope she knows you tried.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rqh9Sn-cZ9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FwKxGIGCVQU/s72-c/IMGP8465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1624258249592004903</id><published>2007-07-25T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:48:46.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So here's the truth, for once.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{edited/12:55am}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You fly, I fly! :D&lt;br /&gt;Right Theresa?&lt;br /&gt;I love you very very very much! &lt;3 Thank you. Let's go Escape soon and scream out hearts out(!!)&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;They ask me why do I look so upset, and I really don't know how to answer them because even I myself don't truly understand why. Everything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt; so perfect now and yet it still feels so damn screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I'm just afraid that friends would start leaving, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. I hope that's a good enough excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure, I don't feel alright. I'm just not alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(You promised you'll never leave. You said you'll always be there. But then I realized that promises are usually meant to be broken. Please tell me I'm wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why can't I laugh? Why must I cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1624258249592004903?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1624258249592004903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1624258249592004903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1624258249592004903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1624258249592004903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/they-ask-me-why-do-i-look-so-upset-and.html' title='So here&apos;s the truth, for once.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-1230388520684492932</id><published>2007-07-24T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:43:45.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share with me the secrets that you kept in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqYGdH-cZ8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/60Ai1X5xhFI/s1600-h/IMGP8428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqYGdH-cZ8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/60Ai1X5xhFI/s320/IMGP8428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090763526215854018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not the main point, though I love my daddy a lot! But the thing is Daddy actually allowed us(the kids) to buy 2 hamsters! OMGGG! We were begging him like crap and everything! And and he FINALLY agreed! I chose the cutest one and named it&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pellet! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Introducing Pellet(s),&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqYGNH-cZ7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/JTaR__F6n08/s1600-h/pellet%21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqYGNH-cZ7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/JTaR__F6n08/s320/pellet%21.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090763251337947058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The real/ The unreal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love both of them. No, actually I love YOU YOU YOU the most (!!)&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dear, (don't you think they look like you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1230388520684492932?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1230388520684492932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1230388520684492932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1230388520684492932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1230388520684492932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-daddyd-anyway-thats-not.html' title='Share with me the secrets that you kept in.'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqYGdH-cZ8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/60Ai1X5xhFI/s72-c/IMGP8428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-7182472105109996841</id><published>2007-07-24T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T03:44:35.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqXX-H-cZ6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/LrfpiHS8J4s/s1600-h/z32839980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqXX-H-cZ6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/LrfpiHS8J4s/s320/z32839980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090712416105031586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I really don't want to talk about school. It seriously sucks. Those chicks are the only reason of why I go to school for! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mock exam got cancelled! =) I was hyperventilating when I knew about it. HAHA! Anyway, went to town with Theresa, Clara, Michelle, Narmy, Shimin and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Far East to meet Han and Boon How. Walked around and everything and in the end, we split up into three groups ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Taka with Han, Boon how and Nicole. HAHA. I'm so addicted to the better toy shop stuff! Like I REALLY REALLY like those stuff in there. Those toys and everything, right Narmy? Especially this music thing that Nicole and I were playing. I WANT IT SO BADLY(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han and Boon How were testing me some mental toy games thing and I seriously couldn't figure it out. Blah. I WANT TO BUY THE WHOLE SHOP! ): Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with everyone again! :D And we just walked to Cine and sat at the food court. Ah, I'm totally embarrassed now!HAHA! Shit man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw these two guys wearing this shirt that says, " ask me for the details". Theresa and I wanted to go over to them and ask them, " so what are the details" but then we realized we were in school uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, It's daddy's birthday today! Going out for dinner now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7182472105109996841?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7182472105109996841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7182472105109996841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7182472105109996841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7182472105109996841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/falling.html' title='Falling,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqXX-H-cZ6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/LrfpiHS8J4s/s72-c/z32839980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-7012928802457806257</id><published>2007-07-23T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:52:50.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqRo6n-cZ5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/WgHu76YXQKI/s1600-h/Dear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqRo6n-cZ5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/WgHu76YXQKI/s320/Dear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090308835208095634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not say it quite as much as I should,&lt;br /&gt;When I say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Darling that means for good.&lt;br /&gt;So open up your heart and let me in.&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you till forever,&lt;br /&gt;Until death do us part we'll be together,&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand and hold on tight,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll get there,&lt;br /&gt;This I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7012928802457806257?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7012928802457806257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7012928802457806257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7012928802457806257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7012928802457806257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-may-not-say-it-quite-as-much-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqRo6n-cZ5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/WgHu76YXQKI/s72-c/Dear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5967518833174642952</id><published>2007-07-22T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T07:16:24.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqNlsH-cZ4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2cKN_Gl3BaY/s1600-h/__If_Love_Was_This_Easy_____by_fooble182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqNlsH-cZ4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2cKN_Gl3BaY/s320/__If_Love_Was_This_Easy_____by_fooble182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090023812588398466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes some people can never be friends. No, it's not because they don't click well. Instead it's because there's so much past that they're trying to forget. No matter how hard they try to be bestfriends again, it just gets harder each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Tuition today was way funny. Practically only Nicole, Trina and I were the ones laughing so much during tuition. Nicole got so worked up when I turned around to talk to Melvin! HAHA(!!) Wahlao, then she still dare to dare me! Funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sorry Han! =( I was about to go Keppel when my mum decided that it was too late and I really tried persuading, I really did. I'm so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5967518833174642952?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5967518833174642952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5967518833174642952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5967518833174642952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5967518833174642952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-some-people-can-never-be.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqNlsH-cZ4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2cKN_Gl3BaY/s72-c/__If_Love_Was_This_Easy_____by_fooble182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-4149909084697477167</id><published>2007-07-21T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T08:42:29.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to take you for granted,</title><content type='html'>Inter-club was alright. I was late man, Hahaaha shit. Screw my first game because it's like super bad. Yeah damn it. I hate how bowling can just change my mood. I should really learn how to control my emotions. Hah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy came to my room to talk to me today. Told me some stuff and I got really pissed off though I didn't show it, if not she'll suspect even more. Screw it. Must you always read my messages whenever my phone is confiscated. What the heck is your problem, honestly. It's my privacy dude. No wonder when I had my phone back for a day, my messages were all deleted. Ah, screw it. I SERIOUSLY hate you when you do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do hope your jaw is feeling better now ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll cook you an egg,sometime! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4149909084697477167?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4149909084697477167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4149909084697477167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4149909084697477167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4149909084697477167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-want-to-take-you-for-granted.html' title='I don&apos;t want to take you for granted,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-4496378046319549091</id><published>2007-07-21T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:24:30.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands are distant lullubies,</title><content type='html'>Battle of the bands last night. Was awesome, just that ACS I didn't win this year. Barker won again.Yeah man. Met quite a few people there and I really don't know what to say. My heels were killing me then, honestly. I could barely walk. Thank &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; for not abandoning me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home with Narmy, Shimin and Clara since they were sleeping over at my place. Weijie, Boon How, Bjorn and Han came over to my house in the 'early' morning. HAHA. Ordered Macs and everything so we all just sat by the pool talking and eating :D funny conversations, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara and I had the luxury of having the whole Queen size bed to ourselves, while Trina, Shimin and Narmy had to share another Queen size bed. HAHA. Clara ah Clara, always cramp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed now. HAHA. whatever man. Oh, and people say that being short is cute okay! ( I'm short!!) HAHA. But guess what? I still want to reach my ideal height of 1.65m! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures( just a few of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-fn-cZ0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5JFbGt4hi8s/s1600-h/IMGP8376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-fn-cZ0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5JFbGt4hi8s/s320/IMGP8376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089558504421484354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara/Twin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-eX-cZwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mMc4RUexNZw/s1600-h/IMGP8346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-eX-cZwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mMc4RUexNZw/s320/IMGP8346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089558482946647810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-en-cZxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ag1pNeo0VnQ/s1600-h/IMGP8357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-en-cZxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ag1pNeo0VnQ/s320/IMGP8357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089558487241615122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trina, Narmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-e3-cZyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/41mZJriXB2E/s1600-h/IMGP8359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-e3-cZyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/41mZJriXB2E/s320/IMGP8359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089558491536582434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, Tania, Trina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqHCe3-cZ3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/frcbq-nj-aw/s1600-h/IMGP8354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqHCe3-cZ3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/frcbq-nj-aw/s320/IMGP8354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089562889583093618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-fX-cZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xYM6DeVcdro/s1600-h/IMGP8371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-fX-cZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xYM6DeVcdro/s320/IMGP8371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089558500126517042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG_zX-cZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/fLa0hRLFU58/s1600-h/IMGP8388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG_zX-cZ1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/fLa0hRLFU58/s320/IMGP8388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089559943235528530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG_zn-cZ2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fAA2F0BacI4/s1600-h/IMGP8389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG_zn-cZ2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fAA2F0BacI4/s320/IMGP8389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089559947530495842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4496378046319549091?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4496378046319549091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4496378046319549091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4496378046319549091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4496378046319549091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/hands-are-distant-lullubies.html' title='Hands are distant lullubies,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RqG-fn-cZ0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5JFbGt4hi8s/s72-c/IMGP8376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8793160206174312210</id><published>2007-07-19T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:01:23.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rp98h8L9qsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hkRthrg5hOA/s1600-h/z42570782.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rp98h8L9qsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hkRthrg5hOA/s320/z42570782.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088923026485783234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Edited/11:08pm}&lt;br /&gt;I'm HIGH IN THE SKY now(!!) Why? Because friends are staying over tomorrow, after Battle of the Bands! Yeah, baby! I'm so happy now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I'm really loving life! :D Clara! We're suppose to watch Disney movies on our next stay-over, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday, Friday, Saturday. YAY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I love you(!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little knee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mentally tortured in school today by my fellow classmates' mental games. Especially Susanna's and Winzu's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but guess what? I manage to solve all the games! :D Thank you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8793160206174312210?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8793160206174312210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8793160206174312210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8793160206174312210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8793160206174312210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/poor-little-knee-i-was-mentally.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rp98h8L9qsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hkRthrg5hOA/s72-c/z42570782.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-7234904225692705736</id><published>2007-07-18T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:38:53.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't ever want to see you again,</title><content type='html'>{Edited/9:41pm}&lt;br /&gt;I try to study time and time again and guess what? I simply can't. I get distracted by the simplest things. For example, my bed is one BIG distraction, plus Arwin's Lava Lamp(HAHA!) and of course this lousy tablet of mine(but I still thank you for existing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remind myself once again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't do last minute revision for Common Test 2!"&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I know. I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; trying&lt;/span&gt; to start my revision now, like NOW(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Friday please come soon! Number 1, it's the last day of the school week. Number 2, there's battle of the bands, Number 3,  friends might be staying over! Oh please let that day be great.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Wish You Enough,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish enough 'hello's' to get you though the final 'Goodbye'. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;School was absolutely boring. Except for SS because Poony Baby came to relief the class for L. This time I really tried to be a good girl, since he claims that I kept giving him trouble last year. -.- Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and during A Math, C said something really funny. Because the class was very restless today, so C kept ringing this bell that the class has on the teacher's table.&lt;br /&gt;C,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm ringing this bell to call all your souls back!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Class, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;No wonder someone is so attracted to him huh? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired and giddy now! ):&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's home except Trina and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7234904225692705736?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7234904225692705736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7234904225692705736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7234904225692705736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7234904225692705736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-ever-want-to-see-you-again.html' title='I don&apos;t ever want to see you again,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-6831390751334772450</id><published>2007-07-17T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T06:39:57.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to do this alone,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RpzFg8L9qqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FHjuOM8kXsQ/s1600-h/z38216151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RpzFg8L9qqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FHjuOM8kXsQ/s320/z38216151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088158848724609698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WO AI QIU JIN PIN! &lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Edited/6:10pm}&lt;br /&gt;School was all about talking to Jin Pin! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During English, my group and Michelle's group had to debate about if the legal sex age should be raised to 18. I&lt;i&gt; somehow&lt;/i&gt; became the proposition group. (Notice the word somehow, Michelle? HAHA)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, I ended up debating with Nicole and Michelle. Wtf, they're damn it scary. And guess what? Nicole asked V to let us have another debate tomorrow. Wth, Stupid Nicole! &gt;:(! Now I'm going to die while debating with them. No, I don't care. My group WILL win that debate. Watch out ah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During assembly, we each had to write a letter to this special friend or family and it'll really be sent out yo. I ended up writing it to K(doubt he'll expect a letter from me), but yeah. And I wrote another letter to Han, while slotting it into Nicole's envelop, since she was writing a letter to him too!:D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp; Nicole is the most retarded kid ever because she says I'm retarded just because for a moment when I was talking to her, I said my brain had no oxygen?!?! -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Geography Mock Exam was crap. Majority of the class was practically copying the answers from the textbook man. &amp;amp; A Math Mock Exam is stupid because I only did 3 questions out of 8.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAHA. I'm so happy because &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; can go BOB! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I want to do is stand close to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I want to do is make the world revolve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Around you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6831390751334772450?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6831390751334772450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6831390751334772450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6831390751334772450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6831390751334772450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-want-to-do-this-alone.html' title='I don&apos;t want to do this alone,'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RpzFg8L9qqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FHjuOM8kXsQ/s72-c/z38216151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-5961573161361563598</id><published>2007-05-24T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T02:39:12.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided that i should move back to Xanga.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I've been using blogger for quite some time already, and it's time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back here sometime soon, but for now, it's &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jumpingbananas"&gt;Jumpingbananas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5961573161361563598?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5961573161361563598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5961573161361563598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5961573161361563598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5961573161361563598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-decided-that-i-should-move-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-4572933071306247883</id><published>2007-05-23T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T05:49:36.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{Edited/8:47PM}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RlQT_lKzteI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bs6YJHlwy4A/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2827%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RlQT_lKzteI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bs6YJHlwy4A/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2827%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067697463728780770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's love, and I'm in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I'm damn damn damn x100000 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; now! :D(!!) Why? Because Lee just called me! Ah, it's so good to hear his voice again! &lt;3 I miss it so much! So now I'm like way high! I seriously can't stop smiling! I love you!  Come back soon!(though i know you can only be back on Friday) I miss you! ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, today isn't just about my swollen eye. At least I received a phone call that means so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to tell daddy my results today. No, he won't scold. It's that disappointment on his face that is scary. &amp; yes, all the "no, you can't go out!" , "no, you're not going to get back your phone." kind of thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone is so going to get confiscated by today. This I promise you. No more random smses by random people. Aww man, this sucks. Ask me for my other number.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard that daddy would still allow me to go for Keppel trainings ): Please Oh Please.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm still missing you. Two more days.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4572933071306247883?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4572933071306247883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4572933071306247883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4572933071306247883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4572933071306247883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-its-love-and-im-in-it.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RlQT_lKzteI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bs6YJHlwy4A/s72-c/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2827%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-7049636738972338093</id><published>2007-05-22T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T03:33:00.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RlK7llKztdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HpFyJnI8D-g/s1600-h/z36077589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RlK7llKztdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HpFyJnI8D-g/s320/z36077589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067318785052227026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're miles away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; I miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days ):&lt;br /&gt;Baby,please take care.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what's going on in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Screw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7049636738972338093?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7049636738972338093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7049636738972338093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7049636738972338093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7049636738972338093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/youre-miles-away-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RlK7llKztdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HpFyJnI8D-g/s72-c/z36077589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1440953685898385575</id><published>2007-05-21T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T05:21:07.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it's my fault for arguing with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my fault for insulting you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my fault for being me.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my fault for pulling my leg muscle.&lt;br /&gt;But you guys could have told me that you all wanted me over just for an Ez-Link card.It's not like i wouldn't help.&lt;br /&gt;Going there just to get jacked?&lt;br /&gt;That's real stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Amos.&lt;br /&gt;I need those Happy Pills that Narmatha was talking about now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Birthday Lee!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 love you!&lt;br /&gt;You're my one and only alright.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you're the nicest, sweetest, most adorable, most gorgeous and everything nice &lt;s&gt;hamster&lt;/s&gt; boyfriend ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1440953685898385575?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1440953685898385575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1440953685898385575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1440953685898385575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1440953685898385575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-know-its-my-fault-for-arguing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-2921189842674934230</id><published>2007-05-20T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T19:14:41.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why we have to say goodbye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most ridiculous dream ever last night. I woke up laughing to myself. It's just plain stupid. Can you imagine someone just disappearing and never appeared again because a handphone rang? &amp;amp; yeah, there's much more to it. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing all my cousins now. I feel like going out with them again and have another sleepover together! ): All that movie marathon and shopping! Go out soon people! Afterall, Audrey is in Singapore too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i just found out something. My neighbour has two dogs who are twins. Damn, they're so cute. Like they're so protective of each other and they're always sticking so close. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving house in like two weeks time! I love that house because Trina and I have the whole third level to ourselves! I hope Daddy doesn't change the plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition Now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2921189842674934230?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2921189842674934230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2921189842674934230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2921189842674934230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2921189842674934230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-we-have-to-say-goodbye-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-8255546108815338662</id><published>2007-05-18T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T02:53:42.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rk1z5VKztcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b7BqCIAiYc4/s1600-h/454305801l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rk1z5VKztcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b7BqCIAiYc4/s320/454305801l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065832584633890242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my Twin! &lt;3 Love Love!&lt;br /&gt;Look Look! I'm like walking on water! Heh! Plain cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need a smile from a mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i just wanna hold you in my hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my results are screwed. I think I failed my overall. My L1R5 is like shit (even Boon How says so). Damn, i studied. I really did. Am i just plain stupid or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are starting, and i don't know if i should be happy or what? ): Man. I don't even have the mood to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you're leaving next week ): I'll just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8255546108815338662?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8255546108815338662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8255546108815338662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8255546108815338662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8255546108815338662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/introducing-my-twin-3-love-love-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/Rk1z5VKztcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b7BqCIAiYc4/s72-c/454305801l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-4738775169937418774</id><published>2007-05-16T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T05:24:31.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkrMrlKztbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r7MhInX_Rp8/s1600-h/CIMG4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkrMrlKztbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r7MhInX_Rp8/s320/CIMG4137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065085780015429042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you tremble?&lt;br /&gt;If i touch your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;All my results would be released tomorrow. Screw It. My line is so going to be suspended. Who knows i would not be able to attend Keppel trainings and inter-club anymore ): I hate this feeling. I'm loving life, For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp; I'm missing you like shit now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to watch Phantom Of The Opera and it was good. The props that they used, the songs and everything.Daddy kept his promise afterall. I thought that we wouldn't be watching it because Mummy and I were arguing about it quite some time ago. However, Daddy still bought the tickets. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey, Aunt Geraldine and Troy arrived from The States just yesterday. &amp;amp; I was really surprised to see them because i didn't expect them to arrive from the States like so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a major headache in school today &amp; i'm still am. My english results are way shit however my chinese is much better then i expected. I pass yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy came to pick Trina and I up from school. Sorry Rosanne. Went to Ikea for lunch. Saw Joel Tang and he's botak now! HAHAH! so cute! Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4738775169937418774?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4738775169937418774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4738775169937418774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4738775169937418774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4738775169937418774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/would-you-tremble-if-i-touch-your-lips.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkrMrlKztbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r7MhInX_Rp8/s72-c/CIMG4137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-507355744488235027</id><published>2007-05-13T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T22:01:57.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay happy always dude!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Last Night, Trina &amp; I stayed up till like 3 plus just to bake this Chocolate Fudge cake for Mummy!&lt;3 Oh, and guess what? we baked a cake without eggs. Haha! Trina was scolding me the whole time because i kept adding like stupid stuff to the mixture. Heh. &amp;amp; We made a video for her too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love you, Mummy!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something interesting yet sick today. All thanks to someone huh? Oh Ya, &amp;amp; guess what? you can't tear a hole you can only tear the sides of the hole. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-507355744488235027?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/507355744488235027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=507355744488235027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/507355744488235027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/507355744488235027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-abel-stay-happy-always.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-2030844561413647652</id><published>2007-05-12T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:20:33.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open Your Heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went for service today! &amp; I'm glad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During service, Sai Mun called me. &amp;amp; he told me the funniest thing ever. After we hung up, i really couldn't stop laughing at him. Heh. He seemed so shock or something, but really i couldn't stop laughing. HAHA. Glamourous, I'll give it to you next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's coming back today. So, we're going to the air-port later tonight to pick him up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All The Best to Keppel for tonights inter-club then, since i wouldn't be able to make it. Blah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, Narmy and I kept leaving a miss call on each other's phone. We never seem to be able to get through each other ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundayyyy is tomorroww! &lt;3  SLEEPOVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2030844561413647652?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2030844561413647652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2030844561413647652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2030844561413647652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2030844561413647652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/open-your-heart-i-finally-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-7232946092400739321</id><published>2007-05-12T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T19:11:22.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictures From Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The more Glam ones!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg2YUpL3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/R_Zq-ewv5JY/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2896%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg2YUpL3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/R_Zq-ewv5JY/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2896%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063489474662051698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg2oUpL4I/AAAAAAAAADY/prcBNKcgSb4/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%28133%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg2oUpL4I/AAAAAAAAADY/prcBNKcgSb4/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%28133%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063489478957019010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg24UpL5I/AAAAAAAAADg/Ma79QX99PqY/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%28138%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg24UpL5I/AAAAAAAAADg/Ma79QX99PqY/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%28138%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063489483251986322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they're simply LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgDoUpLyI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Yw6L0Ps46w/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgDoUpLyI/AAAAAAAAACo/7Yw6L0Ps46w/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063488602783690530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgEIUpLzI/AAAAAAAAACw/3DraDI1i0NE/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2827%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgEIUpLzI/AAAAAAAAACw/3DraDI1i0NE/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2827%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063488611373625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgEYUpL0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/DbXhRTbBLiE/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2830%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgEYUpL0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/DbXhRTbBLiE/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2830%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063488615668592450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgEoUpL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/FAUhw6RQfy4/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2828%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgEoUpL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/FAUhw6RQfy4/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2828%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063488619963559762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgE4UpL2I/AAAAAAAAADI/OD5dK-FD_5A/s1600-h/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2857%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUgE4UpL2I/AAAAAAAAADI/OD5dK-FD_5A/s320/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2857%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063488624258527074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;GERALD LEEEEE! (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You You You! I want to turn 17 too! ): Anyway, have fun today alright. I know you're having fun like everday, but whatever. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! i'm off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7232946092400739321?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7232946092400739321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7232946092400739321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7232946092400739321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7232946092400739321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures-from-sentosa-more-glam-ones-p.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkUg2YUpL3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/R_Zq-ewv5JY/s72-c/9th+may,sentosa%21+%2896%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-6043517314822666356</id><published>2007-05-11T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T05:59:22.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now that's what real to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME! ): I want to bake a cake for Mummy. But then again, I can't bake for nuts. I really can't ): I tried baking cookies myself once, and out of like 3-4 tries, only once was successful. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was so damn slack. Had some Learning Journey thing today. &amp;amp; in the bus on the way back to school, i was sleeping on Michelle's shoulder. It's like really comfortable, honestly(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Rosanne's house after school! :D It has been long since both of us really talked. Yeah, Thanks Rosanne! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i decided to walk to Hua Guan after leaving Rosanne's House. Yknow, just to take a look and do some stuff. Damn, i want to move back there): I miss that place. I miss the playground. I miss the Basketball Court. I miss that hill. I miss that Dog. I miss everything about that estate. I miss the people there, the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate taking super packed bus. Yuck! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6043517314822666356?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6043517314822666356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6043517314822666356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6043517314822666356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6043517314822666356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-thats-what-real-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-3929396683321106599</id><published>2007-05-10T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:06:47.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkL_JoUpLxI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ptfd6tGHfbk/s1600-h/q80645487.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkL_JoUpLxI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ptfd6tGHfbk/s320/q80645487.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062889472025767698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;{edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was becoming clear to me,&lt;br /&gt;That I shouldn't bother getting too attached to anything.&lt;br /&gt;Turn your back and you lose it.&lt;br /&gt;Just like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got to stop saying that everything would be fine tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3929396683321106599?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3929396683321106599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3929396683321106599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3929396683321106599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3929396683321106599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-i-im-feeling-so-fucked-up-now.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkL_JoUpLxI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ptfd6tGHfbk/s72-c/q80645487.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-531874464861104000</id><published>2007-05-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T05:38:24.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa  after the stupid, freaking hard A Math paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, we didn't get to tann ourselves today &amp; that's a really sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because Mr Sunshine didn't like us today):&lt;br /&gt;However, Mr Rain did! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up playing with the fountain thing and just talking by the beach, taking lots and lots of retarded pictures. Oh! &amp;amp; we went Vivo in the evening too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry Michelle for making you wait so damn long for all of us): Thank You Narmy, Michelle, Clara &amp;amp; Trina for this really enjoyable day. I had fun. I really did! :D I LOVE YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the many photos that we took once Narmy sends it to me! (: Sleepover this Sunday! Yipeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, there's school tomorrow ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-531874464861104000?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/531874464861104000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=531874464861104000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/531874464861104000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/531874464861104000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-sentosa-after-stupid-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-5330532384925590386</id><published>2007-05-08T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T05:22:06.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkBq34UpLuI/AAAAAAAAACI/MetcdPvgOfE/s1600-h/31032007127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkBq34UpLuI/AAAAAAAAACI/MetcdPvgOfE/s320/31032007127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062163489408757474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkBq4IUpLvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1X7AoGx6dFw/s1600-h/Image007j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkBq4IUpLvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1X7AoGx6dFw/s320/Image007j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062163493703724786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp; i tell myself i won't miss you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i remember what it feels like beside you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to fail Geography. It's a sure fail for me anyway ): At least Physics was a relatively easy paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our last paper! A Math! I'm damn happy! Sentosa! Mwahh! Can you hear me sing songs of happiness! Lala! Yeah well, this's before the results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks with Clara, ,Michelle &amp;amp; Trina after school. I'm so freaked out by Ghost Stories now. Like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Michelle got "Jinxed" today. Way funny! she had to write out what she wanted to order because she couldn't speak. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-5330532384925590386?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/5330532384925590386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=5330532384925590386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5330532384925590386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/5330532384925590386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-tell-myself-i-wont-miss-you-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RkBq34UpLuI/AAAAAAAAACI/MetcdPvgOfE/s72-c/31032007127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-1473380669087454663</id><published>2007-05-07T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T06:39:58.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate exams! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to screw up Physics &amp;amp; Geog tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn It.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the sleepover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-1473380669087454663?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/1473380669087454663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=1473380669087454663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1473380669087454663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/1473380669087454663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-exams-im-going-to-screw-up.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-6241899304383839656</id><published>2007-05-06T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T04:55:20.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruler says to Rock, "You rock."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock says to Ruler, "You rule." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This's to my two bestfriends,&lt;br /&gt;Dearest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mok Chin Hao &amp; Kenric Fan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I know we haven't been talking much lately. Yes, a little conversations here and there but not like before. I admit i do miss all those times. But then again, i realise that even though we haven't been talking much, you both would still remain as my bestfriends. You both would always be important to me in my heart. Remember the dream that i had about you both? Don't let it happen alright? Even though we do not meet each other everyday, but i promise that i'll always try to be here for you both(even though i need you both more then you need me). I miss you two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm feeling happy for two people now, for the exact same reason. The first one would be Fukuan Kor and the second one would be Marcus Lee. Why? Because they got into the top 20 for Campus Superstar! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Kor today, so i found out. &amp; When i told the good news to my maid, she suddenly remembered that Aunt Pamela told her to tell Trina &amp;amp; I that Marcus got in too! Coool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping this year Daddy would have Campus Superstar tickets for me! This time, i wouldn't leave halfway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry almost killed me. Geography would kill me tomorrow. 9 May! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6241899304383839656?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6241899304383839656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6241899304383839656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6241899304383839656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6241899304383839656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/ruler-says-to-rock-you-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-3134806760049623688</id><published>2007-05-05T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:33:12.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY,&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLAS HENG!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know i have a candid picture of you somewhere in my com)&lt;br /&gt;we're suppose to have sleepovers and to go out together remember? Damn, i'm afraid we would not be able to meet each other this Christmas already! So upsetting. Oh Wells. See You Soon!Yeah! and i know this shoutout is a little late, but i hope you had a blast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Chin Hao did my true friend test thing &amp; ...&lt;br /&gt;Mok Chin Hao says:&lt;br /&gt;eh seriously you said you love wuzun then you change&lt;br /&gt;Tania ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;loser!&lt;br /&gt;Mok Chin Hao says:&lt;br /&gt;how i know you sia&lt;br /&gt;Tania ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaa, Nah. Wuzun infactuation lah&lt;br /&gt;Tania ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;EDISON is like WHOA &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Mok Chin Hao says:&lt;br /&gt;then a maths you got a freaking 1 and you claim chem you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Mok Chin Hao says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it funny, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/m4tfJPZpen/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/m4tfJPZpen/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until i get over you by Christina Milian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today, thinkin of you&lt;br /&gt;Another night, and i made my way through&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams, still you're left in my mind&lt;br /&gt;But they can never come true, ooh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I press rewind, i remember when&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, and im with you again&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, i can still feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i hear your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun wont shine since you ran away&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the rain's fallin everyday&lt;br /&gt;There's just one heart where there once was two&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Until i get over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked through the park, in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;I heard a voice and i thought you were there&lt;br /&gt;I run away but i just can't escape&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;They say that time will dry the tears&lt;br /&gt;But true love burns for a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;Give my tomorrows for one yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Just to know that i could have you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this river of tears stop fallin'&lt;br /&gt;Where can i run so i won't feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Can't walk away when the pain keeps callin'&lt;br /&gt;I've just gotta take it from here on my own&lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-3134806760049623688?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/3134806760049623688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=3134806760049623688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3134806760049623688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/3134806760049623688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/verse-1-woke-up-today-thinkin-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-7737629616184548411</id><published>2007-05-05T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:12:57.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjwttIUpLtI/AAAAAAAAACA/CZxMFaet6Eo/s1600-h/true_love_by_Num1Noodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjwttIUpLtI/AAAAAAAAACA/CZxMFaet6Eo/s320/true_love_by_Num1Noodle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060970334609026770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You won't ever be the same&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone cries and you're to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like pink. Hot Pink! :O don't ask me why. But still, Green would always be the bomb(!!) Yeah Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum brought me to see the doctor today, along with Trina. Yeah, Because my back is hurting again. Blah. In any case, i'm advised not to bowl so often or even better still stop bowling &amp; take up other sports like swimming or tennis instead. =( Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mum knows that i'll never stop bowling, so she wants me to swim more regularly, then my back would be okay! (according to the doctor). Yeah, &amp;amp; also it's my sitting posture. Oh Wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! &amp; I've planned out what i'll be doing for my 16th birthday party! Yes, i know i have another year to go. But since we were talking about it, so i decided to tell Mum all about my plans! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to to mug for History, Chem &amp;amp; Geog now! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-7737629616184548411?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/7737629616184548411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=7737629616184548411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7737629616184548411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/7737629616184548411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-wont-ever-be-same-someone-cries-and.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjwttIUpLtI/AAAAAAAAACA/CZxMFaet6Eo/s72-c/true_love_by_Num1Noodle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-2754553988741643428</id><published>2007-05-04T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T04:03:34.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjsKbIUpLsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EnKt6jP5Dbw/s1600-h/z72310904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjsKbIUpLsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EnKt6jP5Dbw/s320/z72310904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060650067487698626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"But i wouldn't call you cute."&lt;br /&gt;"No?"&lt;br /&gt;"More like gorgeous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate salmon. Why? Because there's a stupid 10 marks question on Salmon in the Biology paper. Why the hell would i want to learn about salmon? I only want to eat it. Damn. So, i freaking left the whole question blank. In conclusion, i'm damn screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Math paper was alright. But i left another 10 marks question blank. Stupid. I'm just plain dumb. I really really don't know how to do ): Pretty sad, but oh wells. Forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clara's house after the papers. I LOVE SKIPPY! yknow what? skippy is exactly like Clara! Dog like Owner. They're both super hyper &amp; they both have super nice eyes! (i shall post up the pictures sometime soon). &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jydhJCOCI-g"&gt;CLICK! it's skippy! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After midyears,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a food and sport spree.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a sleepover during marking day, then we can go to school together the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to catch lots of movies.&lt;br /&gt;All these till the results are out. Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like swimming now. Bye(:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, smile alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp; it seems as if i smelt you in the train today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or is it just because i'm missing you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-2754553988741643428?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/2754553988741643428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=2754553988741643428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2754553988741643428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/2754553988741643428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/but-i-wouldnt-call-you-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjsKbIUpLsI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EnKt6jP5Dbw/s72-c/z72310904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-479355081275467266</id><published>2007-05-03T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T04:54:07.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One night and one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;I want those really colourful ones.&lt;br /&gt;I want those that are baked by someone.&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies paper was like so rush for time. I didn't even write any purpose. But whatever. I really wish i can write with both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tiong Bahru Plaza with Michelle &amp; Trina after our SS paper. Clara had to finish her Literature paper before going over to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that we should go to KAP since Brandon, Theodore &amp;amp; friends are going there! (: &amp; someone really wanted too see Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Joyene &amp;amp; Santhiya at KAP too! Studied &amp; everything before the guys left. Then, Kenric Fan came to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Joyene, Santhiya, Trina, Clara, Michelle &amp;amp; I were having super horny conversations. Heh. &amp; i realised i get turned on damn easily. Pfft. Just a tickle on the ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Kenric Fan just sat at the side,smiling. Haha! We were talking about bases and everything. I bet he was like being turned on like shit. Rocket! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and when we were walking to the bus-stop, Joyene kept touching Kenric's Ass and Kenric just kept turning around! HAHA. Joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like KAP. i'll see hell lots of people there. Blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my close twin (Clara!) &amp; I love mummy( Michelle!) &amp;amp; I love daddy(Narmy!) &amp;amp; I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-479355081275467266?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/479355081275467266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=479355081275467266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/479355081275467266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/479355081275467266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-night-and-one-more-time-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-4022227301617349513</id><published>2007-05-02T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T03:07:16.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everytime I try to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fall without my wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/323221"&gt;CLICK! (: do the quiz! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's really amusing how Kenric Fan( i don't know why i keep saying your full name, maybe because i love your surname. it's unique) can go through all that trouble just to find out my blogger username &amp; password so as to read my previous posts. I hate you, Kenric. For that, i'm serious! But then again, i don't. I'm just amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what Kenric Fan! I so shouldn't have talked to you on the phone last night. It'll only make me want to talk to you even more. It'll only make me think that our friendship has got better. But in actual fact,it hasn't. ( i hope you're reading this, i really do hope). I know you know i'm upset. I want you as my bestfriend again. Honestly, not just one post was for you. Many was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had Chinese Mid Year Paper today. My right arm was hurting the whole morning(even till now). It feels as if i tore a muscle or something. It really hurts. I can't write without it hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Esplanade for a little while with Michelle &amp;amp; Narmy after school before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lied again, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;For the exact same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reply tags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon:&lt;/span&gt; Heh! Yeah! i hate being a rep! It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star:&lt;/span&gt; It's good you're happy. I'm happy for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joel Loi:&lt;/span&gt; You told me you miss me, didn't you? Suffer from STM luh you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narmy: &lt;/span&gt;Hello! with lots &amp; lots of hearts! 9 MAY! SENTOSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah Por:&lt;/span&gt; Heh. sure! That is if i don't get grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenric:&lt;/span&gt; I called you already (:  Whack you man! See! everyone is commenting about you! Tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-4022227301617349513?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/4022227301617349513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=4022227301617349513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4022227301617349513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/4022227301617349513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/everytime-i-try-to-fly-i-fall-without.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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-38914918.post-6306807380613555753</id><published>2007-05-01T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T06:43:12.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjdBk4UpLrI/AAAAAAAAABw/hqotwLl7_fE/s1600-h/kenric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059584808224108210" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjdBk4UpLrI/AAAAAAAAABw/hqotwLl7_fE/s320/kenric.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TANIA NG SHI YI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ohmygod the picture is so the sex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-6306807380613555753?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/6306807380613555753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=6306807380613555753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6306807380613555753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/6306807380613555753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/tania-ng-shi-yi-ohmygod-picture-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjdBk4UpLrI/AAAAAAAAABw/hqotwLl7_fE/s72-c/kenric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38914918.post-8948094753886773957</id><published>2007-05-01T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:02:05.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjbluYUpLpI/AAAAAAAAABg/bf7_hQcRGbo/s1600-h/z67195714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjbluYUpLpI/AAAAAAAAABg/bf7_hQcRGbo/s320/z67195714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059483816363110034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's hard to deal with the pain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of losing you everywhere i go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm plain bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to study at home. I simply can't. I'm getting super restless now, so just help me. I want to go out to study with Michelle, Narmatha &amp;amp; Clara, but mummy doesn't allow me. How irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for Mid Years to just be over. However, i hate it when the results come out. I'll just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what are you scared of?"&lt;br /&gt;"Myself."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38914918-8948094753886773957?l=breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/feeds/8948094753886773957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38914918&amp;postID=8948094753886773957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8948094753886773957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38914918/posts/default/8948094753886773957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakdown-rebound.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-hard-to-deal-with-pain-of-losing.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</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/_EKBET_uUU_s/RjbluYUpLpI/AAAAAAAAABg/bf7_hQcRGbo/s72-c/z67195714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
