<?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-37337751</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:15:54.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eXspirE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116921801513929844</id><published>2007-01-19T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:46:55.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton!</title><content type='html'>Well...today started just like those days before&lt;br /&gt;Still got tht breathless feeling...so tired...chest pain...i really wonder wads wrong&lt;br /&gt;Lessons are as usual except that today's math tutorial was like sitting on some bumpy and uncomfortable ride...the pace was fast and somewhat unpleasant (wad a teacher we have man), it 'accelerated' my weird symptoms. Got out of the class breathing as if im hyper-ventilating...luckily there was smth to look forward to nearing the end of sch..Badminton! Um i mean PE lessons actually...&lt;br /&gt;But still! its been ages since i played badminton...i can still remember most of the times when i played this game (since i was still living in Yishun). Almost every badminton game i played, its like a memory thats special in a way...it reminds me of my past...my old friends&lt;br /&gt;Life is just so different now, im glad that even now, i still get to meet ppl who loves to play this game...its like a bonding session haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after the game today, i beg Melly to play the piano for me! Love IT! i really dunno how to explain the feeling inside...when you played, my inside seems to prickle...its so so SO Touching&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, i felt really blessed...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything everyone:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood? Really happy today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116921801513929844?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116921801513929844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116921801513929844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116921801513929844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116921801513929844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2007/01/badminton.html' title='Badminton!'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116876558940402759</id><published>2007-01-14T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:15:58.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long After</title><content type='html'>Its been raining these few days...&lt;br /&gt;Sad?&lt;br /&gt;Lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stares at the reflection in the puddles of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since i met you guys...im really glad to meet you ppl again...&lt;br /&gt;Xian, i'll really love to meet you more...miss chatting with you, miss sitting next to you...please take care of yourself k&lt;br /&gt;Adel, thanks for your help and listening to your jap lesson is interesting, please eat properly k...hope your stomach's ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NELL! its really been ages since our meeting and crapping...i MISS being with you at the padang, miss being with you when there's training and nationals...i just realise how much i wanna be with you again, but you're always so busy and these days? you always seem to be away...far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every memory that we shared together still lives deep inside, though i may seem fine...but there always live a longing...a dream that we could go back to those days when you seem to be near me each and every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116876558940402759?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116876558940402759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116876558940402759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116876558940402759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116876558940402759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-long-after.html' title='So Long After'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116738035180498583</id><published>2006-12-29T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:19:11.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication 2</title><content type='html'>I wanna dedicate this song to all my close friends...those who helped me thru all the bad times and went thru all the good times with me...luv u all...for being there with me all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Because You Loved Me - Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;For all those times you stood by me &lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see &lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life &lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right &lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true &lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you &lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby &lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up &lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall &lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through through it all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly &lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky &lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith, you gave it back to me &lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach &lt;br /&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall &lt;br /&gt;I had your love I had it all &lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know that much &lt;br /&gt;But I know this much is true &lt;br /&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me &lt;br /&gt;The tender wind that carried me &lt;br /&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life &lt;br /&gt;You've been my inspiration &lt;br /&gt;Through the lies you were the truth &lt;br /&gt;My world is a better place because of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith 'coz you believed &lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im forever grateful and forever indebt to you all...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116738035180498583?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116738035180498583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116738035180498583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116738035180498583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116738035180498583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/12/dedication-2.html' title='Dedication 2'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116702252642216693</id><published>2006-12-25T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:55:26.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Spent my christmas eve with my beloved Bestie! and my most special friend Nelly!&lt;br /&gt;Missed you ppl lots! We promised to go holiday tgt in the near future, im so excited! Cant wait for tht day to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, i didnt break my promise...you guys will be the first people to see me in a skirt outside...haha! i think it really feels weird thou...nvm about tht, I really enjoyed tht day with you ppl. Though we didnt do much but i can feel the love among us...especially when we hold one another's hand:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let it rain for it wont dampen our spirits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you all, miss you all and i know i wont get over it...never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116702252642216693?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116702252642216693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116702252642216693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116702252642216693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116702252642216693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116702167767653569</id><published>2006-12-25T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:41:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday!</title><content type='html'>Ah..im finally back from taiwan:)&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan isnt such a bad place after all...just dont go on package tour...very limited and it gives you a wrong impression(atleast for me it does)&lt;br /&gt;BUT! this time my family went with my closer relatives on Free-and-Easy! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;The food there turns out to be quite good! The scenery too! The people there? Very Friendly! and helpful...its quite embarrassing because its obvious that our service standards aint as good as them.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we're not as competitive as them... so less stress&lt;br /&gt;Except that life in the countryside is very slow and easy...this young woman who opens a shop in shi fen says that it doesnt matter if there were no customers...she'll just drink coffee by herself and relax...wow! how easy for it to come out of her...im so in envy! i dunno y im jus so down at times...maybe i shld take a long holiday away from everything... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff there has much more creativity, lots of variety...so that most ppl cant repeat stuff...isnt tht good? haha plus its affordable:) Bought quite some stuff and i owe my mummy about 2oobucks:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place tht i love most is yeh liu, its exposed to the pacific ocean and its really cold...it seeps into my bone and caused my stomach to clench and now im still sick since the start of hoilday, but its worth it...i still love it no matter wad...loook out to the ocean n mountains and i feel so lost in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116702167767653569?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116702167767653569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116702167767653569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116702167767653569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116702167767653569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/12/holiday.html' title='Holiday!'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116559532849324372</id><published>2006-12-09T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:31:11.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zooey!</title><content type='html'>Oh yea...zoo was great!&lt;br /&gt;the animals are sooo cuuttee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Singapore's Zoological gardens recently on thursday with my dear and her sister:) I thought that the ride would take such a long time but it didnt keep us waiting for long...soon we reached the entrance and it costs us 15bucks each (i think its really worth it)&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh the feelings great! havent been to the zoo for a few years i guess...since primary 6 maybe..haha oh wells, it was difficult to find people who are willing and at the same time..very enthusiastic about going to the zoo :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a wonderful day, though it drizzles abit here and there, i felt as if nothing...Nothing! could dampen my spirits that day (even a match that i lost the day before)&lt;br /&gt;I think that its due not only because of the animals and such, but its because im with the person i love most (besides my family...sorry dear but i know u'll understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna thank you, haha actually i didnt know we shared this common interest, but anyway i know you agree that its difficult finding people to go to the zoo with and im really glad i found you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww and not forgetting the poor polar bears which Singapore seem to be planning to move away. I cant believe that they are going to send 'Inuka' to some other zoo! (which shld be overseas since sing didnt have a 2nd zoo) Worse still, they will be keeping the mum 'sheba' until she passess away since she's abit too old for long travels. Why? just because they wanted to create a zoo themed as some tropical rainforest thingy...dotz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this weird craving now to go to the zoo again (especially to see the polar bears!), anybody willing to visit the zoo with me??? i'll be really grateful:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear...can send me the pics? i wanna see if any can be uploaded, Thanks and muacks:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116559532849324372?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116559532849324372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116559532849324372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116559532849324372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116559532849324372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/12/zooey.html' title='Zooey!'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116490879821383978</id><published>2006-12-01T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:52:05.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;*It hurts when no one seems to be appreciating what you're doing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But think of us, we honestly appreciate whatever you've done...sometimes your pressence is enough, just be with us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hey haha sorry but yea i think it doesnt just hurt, its much worse...a 100% killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But But, i want you to know that i appreciate you as a person. We started out as partners, friends, really good friends then i realise how important you are to me, we became inseparable. Now? you're my dear, my bestie:) !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be positive, there'll always be someone who appreciates you...even one counts:) like ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;*It hurts when people who used to be there, aren't there anymore*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad to know that, everyone experiences it but im sure there's always someone who is installed for you, just have to keep moving on. Im sorry that we wont be able to bring that person back but you've got us if you ever need us so...and we dont wanna lose you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;*It hurts when i see people around me feeling so sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so Sorry! yea guess im quite sad at times and i affected you, but i want you to know that you were always there for me and i appreciate it so much, keep on being so cheerful and smiley because your light shines through...release us from the darkness that binds us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It hurts to see how snobbish people can seem to get anything*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm maybe i know what exactly it is...but seems like we cant do anything about it, its their way of being irritating and pesky, all we can do is be with people that you like more and just dont bother about them...its their problem, dont let them affect you. Be Strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;...all of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116490879821383978?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116490879821383978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116490879821383978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116490879821383978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116490879821383978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-you.html' title='For You'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116473112045006715</id><published>2006-11-29T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:25:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After work</title><content type='html'>haiz...so tired...sleepy...out of my mind today(says dear friends)&lt;br /&gt;Its been 4 days of 12hr work each, money comes easily, time passess uh somewhat slowly, still...i really wanna say thanks to bestie who was with me throughout!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hav made it without you...i'll jus die or faint there...with all the smoke and irritating ppl&lt;br /&gt;Only you stood out and all i see is you...can say tht you distract me haha, lost track of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2beanies that resembles us somewhat i guess...how's your 'dumb dumb' the snowman? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to ordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;tried to do some work today and in the end, i fell asleep at some point and didn't really finish wad i wanted to do. Borrowed a book even though i knew there were 2 more waiting at home (oh forgot, they are due soon too..haiz). Almost froze in the air-con, wah very conducive indeed to do work in such a place...experience the brain freeze and never got to think properly for the answers...im sure to die when it needs to be handed up...crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went dinner with mummy and daddy as usual, yay:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, saw something/someone...&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;nv knew you'll come back to haunt me...i've decided to leave but there's still this desperate clinging...i know its impossible to go back, never will i get back like before...there's no hope&lt;br /&gt;the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;the misery&lt;br /&gt;there are colours in life and this consisted of all the dull colours that you can imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wished and thus its easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but can you really make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116473112045006715?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116473112045006715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116473112045006715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116473112045006715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116473112045006715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-work.html' title='After work'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116427988461189448</id><published>2006-11-23T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:18:20.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much, So Little</title><content type='html'>Ahhh...now is the period of what people like to call 'Holidays'&lt;br /&gt;yay if its a real holiday.&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time...time makes us feel so old all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;We were J1 and now? going on to J2, i think its rather shocking, either it happened too fast and i wasn't mentally prepared or i didn't accomplish much this year. Ok, maybe it was both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me see...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i think there's so much that i wanna do before i start touching on homework hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piles of story books to read, ahh i found this really nice bookstore...called 'pageone' isit? it got lots of interesting books, especially those philosophical books interest me...plus the environment was wooh, facing the waters near sentosa...beautiful place with right temperature and music, very conducive indeed. yay, looking forward to visiting it. Oh almost forgot, there's actually some books at home that i borrowed, hope it isn't due yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my friends, they make my days and im so gladful...my dears, Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Especially bestie! we mus go for it like that day k? same place! or maybe the other one...both are nice luh...its a mus! hehe, hope the rain doesn't visit us specially on whichever day it'll be on...&lt;br /&gt;Hey, and nelly too...miss you miss you miss you. Mus go out tgt leh, but you seem really busy...we can go swimming and play wadeva stuff k?&lt;br /&gt;Mantou, stop being so sian la...always so sian, poor gal...im sure you got lotz to do, haha meet with nelly and me, then we go play la&lt;br /&gt;ooo, 4A1 class outing, looking forward to it:) cant wait to meet all the others&lt;br /&gt;juan ah, pw meeting when ah? quick leh...i wanna play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, im lik play play play all the way...im so distracted and i scared i cant pull thru Jc life...&lt;br /&gt;homework...haiz...haiZ...haIZ...hAIZ...HAIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, most important of all...FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt;goodnews: going away in dec! loves daddy and mummy who work so hard to pay for everything, or saving up for the trip, this time with tuti sis too! sad she didnt get to go last yr...jus hope she dont spread her tuti aura to us and we get lost in an unfamiliar place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badnews: the trip is going to cause me 4DAYS of TRAINING! ARGH! PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;Plus everybody working so hard now, even tuti sis got sch...yea so dont really get to see them alot, especially if i go sleep earlier abit...cant we have more family time together? jus like in the old days rmb? we go to the zoo, east coast, shopping, eating, swimming!, car rides, watch movies together...everything tgt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh almost forgot, squash training...ahh...i sign up for some competition thts coming soon and im seriously not prepared. my conscience say: jus get experience lor, lose nvm, i mean a lost is &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss the past, but i cant dwell on the past, i need to move on in life, for the past will only remind me of what i no longer have, it kills the passion out of everything, its brings on tears...sometimes, it'll come back to haunt you, to hurt you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i dont wanna be forever blue...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116427988461189448?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116427988461189448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116427988461189448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116427988461189448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116427988461189448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-much-so-little.html' title='So Much, So Little'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116427635982268739</id><published>2006-11-23T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:05:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue...</title><content type='html'>Today was the same, training again. Decided to go school earlier and found that some seniors were playing, wow they are so pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think i did improve somewhat from tht torture coach gave us yesterday..YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily his mood was better today, but training was still as tough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;train&lt;br /&gt;train&lt;br /&gt;train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed backed too and played a few matches with my fellow squash mates, practise abit here and there alone...so lonely:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end result of today:&lt;br /&gt;soon collapsing legs, granny's backache, shoulder strain, arm muscle ache, a big &amp;amp; swollen bruise and lastly some blisters and tearing of skin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116427635982268739?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116427635982268739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116427635982268739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116427635982268739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116427635982268739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/continue.html' title='Continue...'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116427582364252221</id><published>2006-11-23T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:57:03.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training</title><content type='html'>haiz, yesterday was uber tiring.&lt;br /&gt;The training was much tougher than before because he felt that we were still too lousy.&lt;br /&gt;He was very pissed and i think he scolded us a little here and there...&lt;br /&gt;But he is right, especially for myself...i shld have been training more...go to school more often and train myself, i still can't get many things right and its damn frustrating. Hump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes our teacher, she was also telling us how bad our performances are, compare with this compare with that, say we're not up to standard and will get trash, reflects badly on school and everybody...bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, she has to make me feel so guilty as i didn't stay back after training. I was going to meet my bestie k...bestie is so important to me and i cant just cancel the meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to go to the usual place and enjoy the presence of each other with beautiful surroundings...sadly, the rain has to dampen our spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Pssed...so we changed plan, decided to fill our stomaches and do a tiny wheeny little shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Haha well bestie wanted to be on a shopping spree but i had no money, poor me...sorry bestie, dont think we can go for such stuff until maybe a few years down the road? when we have our own income...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was meant to be so upsetting but atleast i've got you bestie :) thanks so much for being there...i really appreciate it my dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116427582364252221?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116369501252717336</id><published>2006-11-17T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:03:35.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>I just realise something thanks to bestie.&lt;br /&gt;It seems very difficult but its actually so simple...that is to follow your heart...closely, to be true in everything, to be real and to be loving, i wanna be there for you all and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for my Dears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Way To Your Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I don't see the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna hold you and never let go, oh no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For as long as we're giving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we never pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe in the future untold&lt;br /&gt;We'll be stronger together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than we would be apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can feel you inside my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill my shadows with light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I feel all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your heart is my home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night, every day (every day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You show me the way, to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show me the way to your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby now that I've found you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realise I was lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't know love could treat me this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe what it comes down to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it matters the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is to find joy in every day&lt;br /&gt;We could sink to the bottom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We could climb to the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cos together we'll never give up&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill my shadows with light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I feel all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your heart is my home (your heart is my home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night, every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You show me the way, to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show me the way to your love(Show me the way to your love)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter if we're far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got each other and that's all I ever need to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to call my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll be together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, we're meant to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night (every night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill my shadows, shadows with light (ooooh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night and every day you (every day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show me the way to your love (every day)&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill my shadows with light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I feel all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your heart is my home (your heart is my home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night, every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You show me the way to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show me the way to your love(You show me the way to your love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me the way to your love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116369501252717336?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116369501252717336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116369501252717336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116369501252717336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116369501252717336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116367125193175053</id><published>2006-11-16T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:23:46.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think and Talk it out</title><content type='html'>'I Love PW' 'I Miss having PW'&lt;br /&gt;That's what i told Juan today and its my first time saying it...&lt;br /&gt;Surprising eh...but when i think about it, i really enjoyed the meetings with my group members&lt;br /&gt;Why? Bc i realise my group seems to be a really close and fun gang to hang out with. We spent most of our time enjoying ourselves than doing the actual work. But we still manage everything last minute...pro eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at those times, i realise the only thing that kept us moving on was games.&lt;br /&gt;We always console ourselves or push ourselves on by saying that we'll go play bla bla bla later...&lt;br /&gt;So far, i think we played quite alot...like badminton, arcade, once bowling (this is very easy to remember because Juan and i have never seen guys trying to snatch our games and forcing their feets into shoes our size), LAN, card games (bridge n titee), piano, blasting music and dancing when others are rehersing seriously, oh and juan reminded me about being at the playground(i like swings, thx juan)...tell me if i forgot any:P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the praticing of percussion was also somewhat like an enjoyment, its definitely much more exciting than doing a written report...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im very grateful for such friends in my group and i wanna thank all of you for creating such happy memories for me to look back on and smile&lt;br /&gt;It will be etched in me forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116367125193175053?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116367125193175053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116367125193175053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116367125193175053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116367125193175053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/think-and-talk-it-out.html' title='Think and Talk it out'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116359905001867432</id><published>2006-11-15T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:15:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Blue...forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;Plain bad&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just sad, i feel so down and i don't know why sometimes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-=Forever Blue=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;forever&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Blue like the ocean, silent waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Blue like the river, floating by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I will tell you I'm fine but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It won't be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If I can't have your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If I can't be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'll be forever blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;What do you do when the skies come falling down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Where do you run when the waves come rolling in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;How do you cope when the heart's got a mind of its own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I will be forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i want for now?&lt;br /&gt;Is to hope for the next time we can sit by the sea&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the breeze, smell the air, feel your love and be thankful&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine it?&lt;br /&gt;Cause i can already feel everything else being swept away, the tenderness of your presence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im afraid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116359905001867432?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116359905001867432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116359905001867432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116359905001867432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116359905001867432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/being-blueforever.html' title='Being Blue...forever'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116358703325110459</id><published>2006-11-15T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:14:46.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the Waves came crashing down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Its like being crushed by an incoming wave that was meant to tear me apart, it soon tore me to shreds and i don't see any hope of waiting anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, couldn't wake up, super exhuasted, crawled the way to school.&lt;br /&gt;In school,&lt;br /&gt;It started with panick as i had no ink to print my new notes for chem lect.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the boring lecture as i just scribbled away upon seeing anything on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, saw Juan and was quite glad as i thought she may not turn up after her bad injuries on class outing.&lt;br /&gt;But again, nxt lecture was also unable to prevent me from drifting off or staring into space.&lt;br /&gt;Either the mind drift off or the heart drifted off, i started thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about life, how would life be?&lt;br /&gt;How would i want life to be?&lt;br /&gt;Who are those really important in life?&lt;br /&gt;Those that i wanna share an eternal friendship - bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break time...lost a little of appetite, but since there's training later in the afternoon, i had no choice but to force myself to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, time flies when you're having breaks while time crawls as we have lectures.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, had to go in to absorb more stuff on integration (what a topic. will we even need it in the future?)&lt;br /&gt;Drifts off abit here and there...&lt;br /&gt;Then something hit me very hard...i couldn't help but feel that i am not important.&lt;br /&gt;Mood starts to swing and even before i know it, i didn't seem to enjoy the few card games before my training.&lt;br /&gt;Even in training, my performance was surprisingly low. Lost a game, ran slowly during pt, didn't talk much to my fellow mates and was really disappionted. I just sat on the bench while my legs failed me and my hands start shaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing that kept me going was the message from my dear bestie : ''I love you and you are important to me! :) ''&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't say how much you've tounched me and I can't thank you enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116358703325110459?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116358703325110459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116358703325110459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116358703325110459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116358703325110459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-waves-came-crashing-down.html' title='when the Waves came crashing down'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116358561409212015</id><published>2006-11-15T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T17:19:12.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0623 Class Outing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our class outing. We set off from NY at approxiamately 11plus and destination? ECP! yay! the great outdoors:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 12 i guessed (i didnt check the time la) we went to parkway to have lunch...me and juan had horrible experience with this mee siam (alot of everything: tao gae, bee hoon, chili). We couldnt even finish 1/4 of the food...waste our money...knowing that we'll spend another few bucks on riding the bike and 26 on Sakura(GROANS). We were prepared as there was 99.99% chance that we'll all go broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most exciting part for that day was most probably at ECP, almost everything happened while many tried to learn blading (wooh) and some sped on the bikes with brakes that were qualified to be named 'Faulty'. Guessed wad...most got either bruises and abrasions while some (or maybe 1) tore parts of his pants. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/1600/Picture(18).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/200/Picture%2818%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How rewarding it was when we just wanted some sun, fun and exercise. Oh n not to mention lack of water...most of us were highly-dehydrated:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we manage to reach our dinning area after tending to some serious wounds caused by some anonymous idiotic guy who likes turning suddenly, causing my dear friends to crash while he scoots off as if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/1600/Picture(15).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/200/Picture%2815%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/1600/DSC00140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/200/DSC00140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA...taking about dinner, most of us didn't eat much or atleast didn't reach even 1/3 of the money we paid for...how 'worth it'.&lt;br /&gt;But still i think we managed to make ourselves happy by hanging around ppl we lik best...took alot of weird photos (some nice though) for memories...yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you people and thanks to lucius aka lucy aka Mr. Tan the organizer.&lt;br /&gt;The ending? SUPER DUPER EXHAUSTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/320/Cute%20xueli.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116358561409212015?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116358561409212015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116358561409212015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116358561409212015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116358561409212015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/0623-class-outing.html' title='0623 Class Outing'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116340577807594240</id><published>2006-11-13T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:16:18.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saddness lies Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, the day of our OP exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no matter how hard i think, its useless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At FIRST, it seems really great that we did pretty well for our performance and its over(finally)...stuff stuff stuff, everybody just got so excited and we just kept chattering away. Though i knew i fared badly for QnA, i thought i'll get over it, like who cares. THEN when we finished lunch and went our separate ways, i began to feel really awkward and bad throughout. It got from bad to worse and i can't seem to get it out of my head. I kept thinking that it was all crappy and even the speech was screwed up...i felt so so alone while waiting for the bus and nearly cried:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's really nothing much to be said about today, except disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just wish that tomorrow will be a better day and that tiredness will soon overcome me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just want to forget, how impossible can it be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116340577807594240?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116340577807594240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116340577807594240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116340577807594240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116340577807594240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/saddness-lies-within.html' title='saddness lies Within'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116317263191934381</id><published>2006-11-10T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:43:28.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/1600/seal!.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/320/seal%21.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay, today is a great day. A special day to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm lucky to have such caring family and friends, thanks to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though we can't all meet up..but its still good to receive a message:) at the sight of &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/4192/1600/seal!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;your messages, it can really make me smile. Bestie was the only one with me and she is so nice! We hang out together, almost the whole of today and she bought me this &lt;strong&gt;CUTE&lt;/strong&gt; seal! I love it! Thanks so much my dear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's nothing else i could say, i wanna express my heart-felt gratitude towards all the times, all the efforts spent, the sincerity and all the love faith n hope you people have showered upon me...I am so blessed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH forgot, and the food was great! awesome! haha im sure dear knows how much i ate...aye im gaining weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;better go do some exercise soon:( still, i think its worth gaining...loves yummy foody...ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really wanna thank papa and mama, so sorry for spending too much. I shld save up soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116317263191934381?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116317263191934381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116317263191934381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116317263191934381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116317263191934381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday :)'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116308990210480715</id><published>2006-11-10T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:31:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surfacing of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of us have problems but the question is how do we manage it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If we don't, does it make us failures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or should we just ignore it, treat it as if it weren't there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are many roads in life and they cross each other (i mean we cross each others path)...it's a good thing cause i'm able to meet you people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanna heal all my friends, but is it possible? It's tiring at times but then when i think of those that i treasure...it's worth going the mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So much to say, so few to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who will listen, who may not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or is the problem with me? i want to tell (should i tell?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Life's like that and we should face it, aren't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But we don't want to be hurt, is that possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Live life without regrets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Troubles so deep inside, would you care to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Memories so sad, unwillingly unforgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Frustrations too often, verge of breaking down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116308990210480715?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116308990210480715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116308990210480715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116308990210480715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116308990210480715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/surfacing-of.html' title='surfacing of...'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116297632149046958</id><published>2006-11-08T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:32:05.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Wanna be With U</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dears, luv you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been missing you guys since we knew each other...guessed its tht inseparable feeling inside..so hard to explain...but i noe you can feel it too, so no need to explain, yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was great with you ppl...except waiting for adel who keeps her 'coming or not?' very mysteriously. Though we actually didnt do much, but come to think of it...is there a need to do anything? feeling your pressence is good enough...no words need to be said and we can just watch the whole world go by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You Know Wad my dearest? when we were on the breakwater...only you and me...it was like never before. Time seemed to have stopped and we're jus enjoying the breeze and the waves (uh maybe some sand too). The sea seemed so calm and beautiful yesterday. Tht moment with you was meant to be and we had to seize it (sorry nelly who was late). Everything can wait and nothing matters more, all i want is to be with you...do you know? i wanna hug you again...aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey nell, dont be jealous ah...i miss you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yesterday when you turn up behind us i was lost for words so i chose to jus beat you with my water bottle. oh and i forgot to tell you sorry abt tht time when ure wanted to watch movie. you're right...we cant seem to get tgt and watch a decent movie YET...how ironic but actually i rather spend the money elsewhere...like yesterday was a great example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wonder wad happened to the squashed cake anyway...mantou...how did it taste ah? or did you jus gave it to your brothers and hop off gleeing? hope you liked your present..oh and sorry for the ugly handwritting...had trouble writting on the bus ok...didnt know buses jerk so much until yesterday...wad a challenge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohohoh talking abt challenge...i hate pw! its evil! Its tiring and it kills...can i dont do it? (juan dont say no ah if not i'll call you piggy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually come to think of it...i started this blog because didnt had much to do except cca and op to practice for...eh maybe got other homework but i dont seem to remember such stuff. Oh wells just dont do lor! yay! hehe i prefer to be in denial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I rather go swimming or practice my squash (dont wanna get trashed) but see wad im doin now? im cooped up and feeling so alone and bored...listen songs lor says my conscience...thx ah brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116297632149046958?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116297632149046958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116297632149046958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116297632149046958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116297632149046958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanna-be-with-u.html' title='i Wanna be With U'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37337751.post-116297435071048343</id><published>2006-11-08T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:25:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being backdated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OOO wow...my first time! hm dunno whether to be happy or sad creating this very amusing stuff. but still, thanks to SOME ppl, im &lt;strong&gt;inspired&lt;/strong&gt; to have my own blog (though shld have another one but im still 'to be added' for some reasons...adel how do i get in?). great now wad? i hope this is not jus on impluse..if not you'll see that this blog dies out soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ah finally, so stop pestering me for a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well tiredness is taking over after some rather disgusting exercise. Its 'wiping the floor'. jus in case you're wondering why its disgusting...go imagine if your house havent been cleaned since maybe a month ago...ekks...its black, with alot of hairs and blobs of dust happily taking cover under my bed or something...wads their problem, they dont seem to get the message that they are not welcome. But still, i had to do it, because my dad inspired me to do housework? He's not da kind who does house work but since he's doing anyway i should do my part too...aint i good? :) jus kidding la. Crap i forgot i havent fold the clothes that my dad washed..wonder if got smell...hm...oh wells life's like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yo evil strawberry...can't believe i'll find anyone like you since after leaving &lt;em&gt;'a place with infinite memories'&lt;/em&gt; ...man i feel old. you are like moi. always so pessi. guessed we are so fragile...cant be hurt, thou sometimes we'll put up a brave front, i noe deep inside there are other things bothering us. still, come on strawberry...cheerup...strawberry's attract ppl because they are sweet (or atleast i think so). you unhappy = your friends unhappy. though days ahead are unpredictable but atleast your friends will be with you so lets just hold on together. now that reminds me of the land before time song 'if we hold on together', I LUV THT SONG:) oh great, now it reminds me of my pri sch days...cause it was in our song book...ahh...the past...so far away...memories so sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oo no not again, dont mood swing leh...shakes head. but to no avail, im dizzy now...pssst...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37337751-116297435071048343?l=liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/feeds/116297435071048343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37337751&amp;postID=116297435071048343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116297435071048343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37337751/posts/default/116297435071048343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liewienatorbreees.blogspot.com/2006/11/being-backdated.html' title='Being backdated'/><author><name>Liewienator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376799706361887185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
