<?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-7152796</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:16:43.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**.wi||.U.bE.heRe.WiF.me??**</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7152796.post-117094764489878360</id><published>2007-02-08T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:14:04.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tml is the end of poly life le.. also last paper &amp; after tt every1 flies.. jus now studying in sch wif ricky they all jus now, so much fun cos they playing around instead of studying.. after graduate wun get to see them so often le, sure kinda miss them de.. all the craps, pranks and moments tgt.. hope still can meet up often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now sibei stress.. everything needs $.. how i wish im born wif a silver spoon.. tml going to change hp, but wif a limited budget.. jus now surf web see all so ex, even wif plan.. fuck man how i wish now got the "crab knocking" big brother phone, i sure buy tt.. still owing debts like nobody's business.. the hp bills for the past few yrs really killed me, cos of 1 dumbfuck plan wif no free sms.. Grrrr.. hope can get k800i cheap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-117094764489878360?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/117094764489878360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=117094764489878360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/117094764489878360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/117094764489878360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2007/02/tml-is-end-of-poly-life-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116556022946932125</id><published>2006-12-08T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:43:49.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im freaking hungry now.. nth to eat at home.. oh my.. today mum's bdae.. having a feast at nite i supposed.. yum yum, cant wait for all the food later.. later a pig coming over after work.. i scare she will eat up all the food, leaving none for me.. sob sob..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116556022946932125?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116556022946932125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116556022946932125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116556022946932125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116556022946932125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-freaking-hungry-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116464392439638274</id><published>2006-11-28T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:12:04.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its nice having some1 to help u shop &amp;amp; choose ur clothes isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;im so glad tt i found tt some1.&lt;br /&gt;ms mui~~&lt;br /&gt;u sure will be gorgeous on sun!&lt;br /&gt;center of attraction!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116464392439638274?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116464392439638274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116464392439638274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116464392439638274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116464392439638274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-nice-having-some1-to-help-u-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116446904761638413</id><published>2006-11-25T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:37:27.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its onli being rejected, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;y do he talk like the world has abandon him &amp; feels like dying?&lt;br /&gt;im sure even if his parents die this moment he wun even be tt sad.&lt;br /&gt;its onli a girl,&lt;br /&gt;u dun need to give up ur life becos of her.&lt;br /&gt;there r so many gd ones around,&lt;br /&gt;nt onli her isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; shes nt the right 1 for u,&lt;br /&gt;in character &amp; lifestyle etc.&lt;br /&gt;Shes nt tt old her anymore,&lt;br /&gt;she had changed.&lt;br /&gt;Dun be dumb anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got rejected too,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i dun behave like u.&lt;br /&gt;pls buck up n stop thinking towards the negative side.&lt;br /&gt;it wun help u at all.&lt;br /&gt;i feel abit pissed off talking to him,&lt;br /&gt;keep saying "i wanna die i wanna die"&lt;br /&gt;then i tell him to go &amp;amp; die he wun dare.&lt;br /&gt;ZzzZ.&lt;br /&gt;pls even if nt for ur sake,&lt;br /&gt;buck up for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116446904761638413?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116446904761638413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116446904761638413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116446904761638413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116446904761638413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-onli-being-rejected-no-big-deal.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116413409613978809</id><published>2006-11-22T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:40:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u asked me to update my blog,&lt;br /&gt;so u can read when u r at work.&lt;br /&gt;N so here i m!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to nag abit &amp; here goes:&lt;br /&gt;dun skip meals even though u cant decide on wat to eat.&lt;br /&gt;dun go crazy over every single clothes u see, as ur new ipod burn a hole in ur pocket already.&lt;br /&gt;as u r very tired recently, pls go hm &amp;amp; rest after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading the above, u find me lo soh already rite? so its time to please u my queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since being tgt wif u, u've brought so much joy into my life.&lt;br /&gt;really enjoy the time spent tgt wif u.&lt;br /&gt;though we always "bicker", we both know its onli jk, &amp; it wun happen.&lt;br /&gt;like the smile on ur face when u get ur prizes --&gt; ur clothes!&lt;br /&gt;also thx for the things u did for me, every 1 of them &amp;amp; ill rem it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thu MOS nite, real looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;its the 1st time we club tgt since we started off.&lt;br /&gt;we share a flaming ok? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la very late le.. i wanna ZzzZ liao.. i know u already snoring like a pig now.. Yawnz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116413409613978809?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116413409613978809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116413409613978809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116413409613978809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116413409613978809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/11/u-asked-me-to-update-my-blog-so-u-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116352495475084001</id><published>2006-11-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:22:34.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i promise i'll change..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116352495475084001?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116352495475084001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116352495475084001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116352495475084001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116352495475084001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-promise-ill-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116291721352429837</id><published>2006-11-08T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T00:33:33.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thx for being a part of my life baby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116291721352429837?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116291721352429837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116291721352429837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116291721352429837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116291721352429837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/11/thx-for-being-part-of-my-life-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116240635035929224</id><published>2006-11-02T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T02:39:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i nv used to believe in god.. but now i do.. i really thx god for letting me know u, n be tgt wif u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being wif u makes mi forget all those unwanted stuffs in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;seeing u smile always make my heart melt whenever im nt in a gd mood..&lt;br /&gt;im willing to try my best n change for u..&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn to cook more dishes so tt i can whip up more food for u, cos u r lazy to learn =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r my best smoking kaki le,&lt;br /&gt;smoking wif u feels better than any other 1 else..&lt;br /&gt;the best partner to drink wif is also wif u,&lt;br /&gt;but of cos u dun drink so much, nt gd de wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing i can say from the btm of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;im really fortunate to have u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116240635035929224?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116240635035929224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116240635035929224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116240635035929224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116240635035929224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-nv-used-to-believe-in-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116210319102505919</id><published>2006-10-29T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T14:26:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ill treasure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116210319102505919?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116210319102505919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116210319102505919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116210319102505919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116210319102505919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-treasure.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116187649743982416</id><published>2006-10-26T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:28:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out wif ricky, pz &amp; zhen to shop for halloween costumes.. we went far east for lunch 1st as all of us were hungry.. ricky went to take a peek for me, as i dun feel like going past it.. nt there, so we left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went arab street's Singapore No.1 Costume Shop.. really flooded wif ppl.. all choosing their costumes for halloween.. spent a few hrs there &amp; in the end we chosen ours.. Pz &amp;amp; me draculas, carol angel &amp; ricky 1 octopus or sth.. i still cant figure out wats he wearing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to sat so tt i can get drunk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116187649743982416?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116187649743982416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116187649743982416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116187649743982416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116187649743982416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-out-wif-ricky-pz-me-draculas.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116170102745639884</id><published>2006-10-24T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T01:32:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel tt i've lost so much over the last few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smoking kaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some1 to share my joy &amp; troubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some1 to acc me when im bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; some1 for me to care for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U r tt important to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my dear girl, i guess i mus have hurt u a lot wif those dumb words of mine.. how stupid i was to say tt without considering ur feelings.. real sorry.. jus hope u can get over it soon &amp;amp; we can meet up like the past again.. u r a strong girl n u can do it.. i believe in u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116170102745639884?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116170102745639884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116170102745639884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116170102745639884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116170102745639884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-tt-ive-lost-so-much-over-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116154197353133812</id><published>2006-10-23T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T02:32:53.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my, jus when 1 prob is gone, another 1 arise.. ZzzZ wat luck i've been having these days?? fuck it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116154197353133812?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116154197353133812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116154197353133812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116154197353133812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116154197353133812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-my-jus-when-1-prob-is-gone-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116153899994044108</id><published>2006-10-23T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T01:43:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything's fine now.. im so glad tt bee &amp;amp; i made it up.. still my dear bee =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116153899994044108?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116153899994044108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116153899994044108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116153899994044108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116153899994044108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/everythings-fine-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116143998288503961</id><published>2006-10-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:13:02.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck tis man.. for nth i got flared up at.. tis is the limit &amp; i swear.. no more giving in.. she can get angry all she wan &amp;amp; i wun even give a fuck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116143998288503961?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116143998288503961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116143998288503961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116143998288503961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116143998288503961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/fuck-tis-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116136765429465841</id><published>2006-10-21T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T02:07:34.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;wat a worrying nite yesterday.. hope she will listen to wat i had said &amp; hold her promise.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i would be appreciated someday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116136765429465841?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116136765429465841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116136765429465841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116136765429465841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116136765429465841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/wat-worrying-nite-yesterday_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116125622567944340</id><published>2006-10-19T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:10:25.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>girls are weird, arent they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116125622567944340?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116125622567944340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116125622567944340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116125622567944340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116125622567944340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/girls-are-weird-arent-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116125511995665231</id><published>2006-10-19T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:51:59.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope wat i feel is wrong.. its impossible anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116125511995665231?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116125511995665231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116125511995665231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116125511995665231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116125511995665231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-hope-wat-i-feel-is-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116115538387537228</id><published>2006-10-18T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:29:17.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i m, at mei's home blogging.. last nite went to ricky's home for party since his parents went overseas.. around 1plus then we got started.. by 3plus, half of them were gone i believe, which includes me, mei &amp; carol.. oh my the 70% russian vodka really strong man, i can feel the heat when i glup it down.. i had 5 pure cups of it &amp;amp; im gone.. poor carol &amp; mei, keep puking omg.. next time cannot let them drink le.. luckily fang is the strongest 1 haha.. i feel so bad as i asked them along &amp;amp; didnt take gd care of them lo.. haiz.. we really enjoyed the nite rite? &amp;amp; i had to go to sch straight, and come to look after mei.. im like a robot..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116115538387537228?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116115538387537228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116115538387537228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116115538387537228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116115538387537228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-i-m-at-meis-home-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116093545113430035</id><published>2006-10-16T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T11:20:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so bad, when they ask me to take advantage of her when shes drunk.. &amp;amp; i really try to do so, jus tt my fren occupied her for most of the time.. i really feel like a jerk, doing tis thing to some1 close to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116093545113430035?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116093545113430035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116093545113430035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116093545113430035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116093545113430035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-so-bad-when-they-ask-me-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-116041094337173743</id><published>2006-10-09T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:22:23.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been some time since i really talked to zhen &amp; ying.. the onli time we met is during our class chalet, but like didnt really communicate much either.. they have their own circle of frens &amp;amp; so do i, so we nv meet up.. im nt complaining or wat over here.. jus feel sad tt the bond in the past had already faded &amp;amp; i dun feel close to them le.. hopefully tis will nt happen to kamps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-116041094337173743?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/116041094337173743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=116041094337173743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116041094337173743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/116041094337173743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-some-time-since-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115626752896488248</id><published>2006-08-23T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T01:25:28.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The worst moment in life is when the 1 u love died before ur own eyes isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus finished the 38-series' xian jian qi xia chuan.. poor male lead, his wife died before his eyes due to serious injury, leaving their just-born baby behind.. Before this, he had to endure the pain of all his close ones getting killed 1 by 1.. haiz see le also tears drop.. such a sad ending..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115626752896488248?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115626752896488248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115626752896488248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115626752896488248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115626752896488248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/08/worst-moment-in-life-is-when-1-u-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115572619618758702</id><published>2006-08-16T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:03:16.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wan liu yi fei's album!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115572619618758702?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115572619618758702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115572619618758702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115572619618758702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115572619618758702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wan-liu-yi-feis-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115487638407400566</id><published>2006-08-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:36:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come to think of it, we always miss out the chance to meet each other.. its been around several times le ba.. everytime either 1 of us ask the other out, or vice versa, the latter wun be free.. Also a few times due to unforseen circumstances, we also dun get to meet.. eg. like today ba.. supposed to meet zhen at orchard de, after her work.. cos quite some time didnt see her &amp; had a chat wif her le.. however, her bro last min told her he's coming to fetch her home or sth.. so in the end didnt meet.. i was going to leave home when she called, abit irritated lo.. but nvm since im nt halfway through the journey or sth, or ill sure be mad.. think next time wait for her to initiate to meet le, lazy of asking &amp;amp; last min sth crop up.. the feeling is so irritating.. anyway who will enjoy being wif some1 who's complaining bout tired all the time? totally dampen ur mood for the rest of the day lo.. willing to listen is 1 thing, but doesnt mean im enjoying it.. who's nt tired rite? hope she will stop telling mi tt all the time.. haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115487638407400566?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115487638407400566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115487638407400566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115487638407400566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115487638407400566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-to-think-of-it-we-always-miss-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115400530211756955</id><published>2006-07-27T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:01:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today im abit pissed off.. i got 1 classmate, guolong.. talking to him sometimes really spoils my day.. sibei childish, those bookworm kind.. the way he behaves &amp; do things make my gang dun dare go near him lo.. damn paiseh sia.. like a 14yrs old kid.. poor ricky &amp;amp; me.. have to tahan half a yr more.. ZzzZ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115400530211756955?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115400530211756955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115400530211756955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115400530211756955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115400530211756955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-im-abit-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115367937329092919</id><published>2006-07-24T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T02:29:33.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went ah lu's home for steamboat.. i met pork &amp; jw at yishun mrt to buy the necessary food for the steamboat before siying &amp;amp; zhen joined us after tt.. zhen saw mi smoke for the 1st time &amp; i knew wat exactly is she thinking at tt moment..&lt;br /&gt;"since when u smoke?"&lt;br /&gt;"y did u?"&lt;br /&gt;etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we make our way to lu's home.. had steamboat together.. tis been a long time since we last had 1, but i feel the feeling wasnt the same as the past.. nt tt fun anymore isn't it?? as in we r all drifting apart, like zhen ba.. maybe cos of her attachment.. siying was still quite alright, cos i occasionally will meet up wif her.. madeline &amp; kw wasnt here.. but wif pork, jw &amp;amp; lu around make things get going.. at least the meal wun be a quiet 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pz came around 9 &amp; jason 10.. we played a game wif poker &amp;amp; its like tis.. all of us choose a card each, placing on our forehead without seeing for ourselves, but may see the others' cards.. the 1 wif the smallest lose..  the loser can choose to drink a big cup of water, &amp; i mean really big, or truth or dare.. poor zhen &amp; ying kept drinking &amp;amp; drinking, &amp; they still say they r thirtsy.. haha dunno how to write the word "die" huh?  but the last few rounds, im down on my luck &amp; i keep appearing wif Ace.. wtf? we ended the day wif jason's sis driving us wif a lorry back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg zhen jus now, apologizing.. i knew 100% she hate ppl who smoke, esp those close to her.. &amp; i still did it.. i expected the reply anyway, but at least she's wasnt tt angry.. cos she thinks she cant do anything to stop mi.. i know we drifted apart, &amp;amp; its gonna be some time when ill meet u again.. hope tis wun really affect us ba.. i dunno if u will be reading tis, but again, i would like to say sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115367937329092919?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115367937329092919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115367937329092919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115367937329092919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115367937329092919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-went-ah-lus-home-for-steamboat.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115245580757112594</id><published>2006-07-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:36:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tis afternoon carol came.. she wanted to watch "charm", which i recorded for her 2 weeks ago.. dunno y wor, during the period at my home, i think i onli speak to her a few lines.. dunno wat to say to her leh.. maybe also engrossed in the vcd which im watching halfway.. awhile later she left after finishing the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite is the world cup finals le.. from -$250 to +$100+, its really nt easy to buy in tis world cup.. today i really headache on which team to buy damnit.. since last match, i've decided to bet big.. maybe $300 ba.. hopefully france can win, but mostly will bet italy.. sounds contradicting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115245580757112594?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115245580757112594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115245580757112594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115245580757112594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115245580757112594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/07/tis-afternoon-carol-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115224690742698620</id><published>2006-07-07T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:52:04.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was fang's &amp; regina's graduation ceremony at sp.. met up wif regina &amp;amp; zhenzhen before going town.. as kahmei was working till 9.30 &amp; fang having steamboat wif her classmates respectively before meeting us, we were deciding how to spend the time.. finally decided on going k-box.. zhenzhen had a hard time singing as she was having a sore throat.. but the 3 of us still enjoy our time there.. after tt fang msg us tt she couldnt meet up wif us cos she was tired.. after singing, zhenzhen went off to meet art.. gina &amp;amp; me went for dinner while waiting for mei to come.. when mei come, she had her dinner too &amp;amp; we went home after tt.. though quite a simple day, enjoyed myself wif them.. u all r the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115224690742698620?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115224690742698620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115224690742698620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115224690742698620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115224690742698620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/07/yesterday-was-fangs-we-went-home-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115150801309633085</id><published>2006-06-28T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:20:13.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meet chele for dinner at northpoint.. after tt went to swensen for her fav banana split.. so long nv see u lo, including the entire holidays.. so glad finally can meet up wif u =).. always had to eat up the cream cos u dun like, sob sob.. enjoyed the long chat we had throughout the nite, esp under ur blk.. didnt know u had so much probs during sec 1 &amp; 2.. haha but now its over anyway.. dun worry bout me k? give mi some time to settle my probs.. i really treasure our memories &amp;amp; we will cre8 new ones together hehe.. btw thx for ur bless, i won the soccer bets last nite.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115150801309633085?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115150801309633085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115150801309633085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115150801309633085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115150801309633085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/06/meet-chele-for-dinner-at-northpoint.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115124315638384806</id><published>2006-06-25T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:45:56.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've think long &amp;amp; hard enough.. i should really give up the thought.. its impossible.. should stop thinking bout it from today onwards..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115124315638384806?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115124315638384806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115124315638384806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115124315638384806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115124315638384806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-think-long-hard-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-115108173760366814</id><published>2006-06-24T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:55:37.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm come to think of it, i've changed a lot.. nt the brendan every1 knows le.. due to influence from my workmates ba.. all the things tt my frens wun expect me to do, but i did.. dun regret it though, cos i think its part of growing up ba.. hopefully it wun turn me into a 100% bad person, tts all i can hope for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-115108173760366814?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/115108173760366814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=115108173760366814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115108173760366814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/115108173760366814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmmm-come-to-think-of-it-ive-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114977607481694253</id><published>2006-06-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:14:34.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho some1 say wan cook for me on sunday &amp; ask mi grade her culinary skills wor.. hehe looking forward to tt day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114977607481694253?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114977607481694253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114977607481694253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114977607481694253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114977607481694253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoho-some1-say-wan-cook-for-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114964169977274769</id><published>2006-06-07T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:54:59.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work today was still ok.. heikal came straight to work after clubbing 1 whole nite.. wonderful nite for him, as he showed all of us a video of him having sex wif a girl he got to know last nite.. no wonder today no energy.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;the fucking duty manager gave mi 8 flights, with the break at 930pm-1030pm.. cb.. the 1st 7 flights was no kick at all.. neither cargo nor bagguage.. the provoking but amusing part came at the 6th flight, SQ 161, which i did wif kamal &amp; rehda.. the 2 of them were on top while i was below.. jus when the plane door opened &amp;amp; kamal went in, nt even 5secs, he came out, push rehda aside &amp; came rushing down the skyloader.. i dun even have the time to react and he jump down from the skyloader &amp;amp; puke beside me.. WTF? i was shocked &amp; stared at him.. knn the bay so big cannot find other place, come puke beside me.. nb.. rehda was laughing away at the top.. somemore is arrival + departure.. have to tahan tt smell for 1.5hrs.. fuck.. thx to kamal..&lt;br /&gt;since after kamal puked, he became damn "high" ever since.. rehda &amp;amp; i agreed wif tt.. he keep doing his "pili pala" dance at the bay while doing flight.. &amp; his "machiam" too, which means "wats up" in malay.. rehda &amp;amp; i had to entertain him by greeting him back.. ZzzZ.. went back office.. kamal cont his madness &amp; dance the "pili pala" wif ken.. soon rehda &amp;amp; i kanna influence &amp;amp; join them.. hahaha wtf..&lt;br /&gt;last flight SQ998 damn jialat.. 9bts.. think around 2tonnes.. nb by the time we finish loading, it was as if we jus came out after bathing.. totally wet.. smoke 2 sticks while waiting for bus.. jialat today break my record.. 5 sticks.. mus cut down le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114964169977274769?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114964169977274769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114964169977274769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114964169977274769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114964169977274769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/06/work-today-was-still-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114918042921148932</id><published>2006-06-02T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:47:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went zouk wif regina, huifang, km, bee, zhenzhen &amp; yi hong.. went 7-11 1st for some alcohol to get ourselves going.. then we went in to phuture &amp; zouk.. soooo crowded lo.. dance till 3am before going go velvet.. the songs there sooo nice.. had somemore alcohol before going back to phuture.. dance till 4plus before leaving.. went to a nearby indian shop for breakfast.. sooo hungry &amp;amp; tired lo, all our legs sore le.. but the fun part is, we took so many photos at the bus stop.. i believe all of us agreed tt we enjoy taking pics in diff positions huh? hahaha soo much fun clubbing wif them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114918042921148932?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114918042921148932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114918042921148932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114918042921148932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114918042921148932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-zouk-wif-regina-huifang-km-bee.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114823377561650022</id><published>2006-05-22T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:49:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus came back from esplanade wif fang, gina &amp; km.. were chilling out there wif a few bottles of liqour &amp;amp; snacks.. really miss the times we were together wif the rest of the gang.. sat down at a table &amp; started.. the bottle caps were a tough nut to crack though, took mi some time to open them.. nt the usual kind of caps where u can easily turn &amp;amp; get them loose.. chat bout recent weeks.. all of us getting old le.. work work &amp;amp; work.. looking forward to gina's bdae on the 31st, going zouk.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114823377561650022?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114823377561650022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114823377561650022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114823377561650022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114823377561650022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/05/jus-came-back-from-esplanade-wif-fang.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114795825816656503</id><published>2006-05-18T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:17:38.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tt fag didnt tag anymore.. tts gd, chele wun get hurt for now.. &amp; of course, my mood gets better =) ever since sch started, i've been leading a boring life.. sch, work, eat, sleep.. tts all i do for the past weeks.. how boring compared to the holidays, when i was nt at home for almost everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting to know more ppl from my class.. ricky, wei jia etc.. on better terms wif ricky, cos same leisure hobby.. hehe.. shall nt say wat is it.. today went fc6 during break.. tt damn ricky, sitting on a fengshui seat.. there was tis pretty girl wearing a mini skirt, &amp; her sitting posture was totally like a guy.. as in open up her legs wide etc.. so ricky caught sight of it &amp;amp; quickly alerted us.. ahha we were glued to our seats for as long as tt girl was there, wif our eyes fixed on the same spot like a pack of wolves.. HAHA nt our fault also.. tt girl jus simply dunno how to sit like a lady.. bu kan bai bu kan.. tt pervert ricky, still use his hp to take down some shots of it.. 1 funny thing is, the girl somehow knew we staring at her.. but she didnt do anything bout it.. dunno if shes doing on purpose diaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114795825816656503?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114795825816656503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114795825816656503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114795825816656503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114795825816656503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/05/tt-fag-didnt-tag-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114727429096681944</id><published>2006-05-10T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:18:10.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seeing it again makes mi pissed.. i swear to get him/her if i know who tt person is.. or ill change my sirname.. he/she will regret for doing tt..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114727429096681944?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114727429096681944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114727429096681944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114727429096681944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114727429096681944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/05/seeing-it-again-makes-mi-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114701788759433331</id><published>2006-05-08T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:04:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz nowadays very vexed.. some things tt cant be said r kept deep inside.. occasionally will think bout it but seems unable to solve or forget.. how i wish i wasnt born..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114701788759433331?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114701788759433331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114701788759433331' title='0 Comments'/><link 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their way to me, like im some kind of dustbin to store all tis shit.. fuck tis crap.. family crop up some shit all of a sudden again, then chele's incident really bothers me.. i swear to get tt person if i know who he/she is.. jus hope the following days will be peaceful..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114675592703900449?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114675592703900449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114675592703900449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114675592703900449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114675592703900449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/05/haiz-physically-mentally-drained-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114675100099031569</id><published>2006-05-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:56:41.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met chele to go home together after sch today.. she told mi wat happened yesterday.. i was very very pissed though i didnt show it, cos dun wan scare u.. hmmm u cant control wat he/she does, but u can ignore it.. those kind of ppl r jus sick in the head so dun bother bout them.. i'll always be there for u =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114675100099031569?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114675100099031569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114675100099031569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114675100099031569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114675100099031569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/05/met-chele-to-go-home-together-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114664960152270224</id><published>2006-05-03T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:46:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday met chele for movie &amp; meal.. tis busy girl wasnt free to meet mi last week, cos she got a long queue of frenz waiting to celebrating her bdae wif her.. so im being placed at the last.. sob sob.. went to ps to watch "daisy", a korean romance film which talks bout an interpol agent &amp; an assasin who r both in love wif a sidewalk artist.. the show is quite touching at times but in the end, all 3 died.. diaoz.. some1 was freezing in the theatre throughout the show huh? ahhaha.. after tt xiao pang wanna eat swensens ice-cream, so went there &amp;amp; had a banana split.. i got bullied, i ate up all the cream on top &amp; the vanilla part jus cos some1 dun like it.. sob sob.. happy 20th bdae btw old lady.. hahaha getting oldddd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to yishun wif chele cos mi had to take jacket &amp; a little surprise for zhen before meeting her 8.20pm at lido as she has 2 free tickets to preview of Mission Impossible 3.. woohoo.. zhen is pretty today, maybe cos of the high heels she was wearing.. rarely see her wear de.. heh heh.. the whole theatre was sooo crowded, full house i supposed.. somehow all knew 1 another &amp; i felt so weird there lo.. cos those ppl around me were turning around to talk to 1 another then i dunno where to look at.. suddenly she demanded the "surprise" i had for her, but i said i didnt bring cos i guess the atmosphere wasnt suitable.. haha.. soon the show started &amp; last around 2.5hrs.. superb movie i would say.. really should watch a 2nd time lo.. simply stunning.. send her home after the show cos both of us r real tired le.. zhen tml needa work while mi have class.. when we reached the lift under her blk, i decided it was time.. naughty zhen, ask her close her eyes but she keep peeping.. glad to see the expression from her face when she saw it.. my efforts didnt gone down the drain heh heh.. u like wan cry dun cry like tt, i see le also feel like laughing leh haha.. hope it can accompany u during ur attachment =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114664960152270224?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114664960152270224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>have been quite moody since sch reopen.. really hate sch man.. how i wish my attachment wun end lo.. work has always been better than studies, for me.. still got 2 more sems to go before graduating.. dunno how long more have to suffer.. sibei sian.. dun really like most of my new classmates too.. onli wanna know a girl call rachel in my new class, a pretty lady.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114637017136632527?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114637017136632527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114637017136632527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114637017136632527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114637017136632527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/04/have-been-quite-moody-since-sch-reopen.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114612951719716333</id><published>2006-04-27T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:18:37.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i jus hope wat i did was worth the effort..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114612951719716333?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114612951719716333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114612951719716333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114612951719716333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114612951719716333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-jus-hope-wat-i-did-was-worth-effort.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114452236418170813</id><published>2006-04-09T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:52:44.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jus came back from clubbing at choco latte, near mohammad sultan road.. had a great bath..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was kinda dull at the start, as there werent much ppl there.. think the night is still young at 11plus.. after 12mn, hordes of ppl came in group by group.. soon the 1st floor is full..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhen &amp; i played a game, &amp;amp; i end up losing like mad, thus having to drink the vodka ribena all the time.. of course nt tt easy drunk la haha.. at 12.15, we went up to the 2nd floor where the dance floor is located.. the dance hasnt start yet, as the dance floor is empty.. i guess no1 wanna initiate to start, all waiting for 1 another.. zhen &amp; ying keep pushing the jugs of vodka to me, asking mi to finish it.. oh damn lo wanna make mi drunk man.. at 12.30, the fun began.. &amp;amp; it was dance, dance &amp;amp; dance.. i hesitated to dance, cos shy ma haha.. but zhen keep urging me to, leaving mi wif no choice.. after getting the rhythm of it, its easy.. had a great dance wif zhen, but after wat ying's fren's fren did, it kinda spoilt my mood.. shall nt say anything here.. dance till 1.45am.. leg nearly broke le.. zhen's bro send us home.. fun nite..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114452236418170813?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114452236418170813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114452236418170813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114452236418170813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114452236418170813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/04/jus-came-back-from-clubbing-at-choco.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114373499458109075</id><published>2006-03-31T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:09:54.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really fucking hot-tempered now.. damnit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114373499458109075?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114373499458109075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114373499458109075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114373499458109075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114373499458109075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-really-fucking-hot-tempered-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114338975491424933</id><published>2006-03-27T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:16:08.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thx ni.. wat u said really makes sense.. think i know wat to do le.. thx for being my listening ear &amp;amp; solving my troubles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114338975491424933?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114338975491424933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114338975491424933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114338975491424933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114338975491424933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/03/thx-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114251353482316752</id><published>2006-03-16T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T20:52:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really wanted to get tt perfume for her.. but im damn fucking hard up.. damnit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114251353482316752?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114251353482316752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114251353482316752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114251353482316752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114251353482316752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-really-wanted-to-get-tt-perfume-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114200368016234823</id><published>2006-03-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:14:40.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn.. zhen is enjoying in hk while im suffering in sg.. how sad.. she sun then coming back, wif MY PRESENTS.. WeEe!! finally finish 1 week of attachment.. brendan u can do it.. its jus 5 more weeks of afternoon naps, comic sessions &amp; shopping trips before ur attachment ends.. jus heard bout pork &amp;amp; his boss.. i finally realise tts some1 who is more cheebye than pork &amp;amp; ah lu.. i would like to meet tis "gao ren" ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114200368016234823?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114200368016234823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114200368016234823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114200368016234823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114200368016234823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/03/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114172806972538241</id><published>2006-03-07T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:41:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok,bit of correction to be done on my last post.. i met fang before going to the pub.. she was angry cos i didnt mention her.. whahaha some1's jealous over here.. throughout the train journey, she told me her scheming plans to help her become a rich "taitai".. so evil &gt;.&lt;.. but of course, u wun neglect me after u get rich wun u? heh heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114172806972538241?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114172806972538241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114172806972538241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114172806972538241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114172806972538241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114156699847256750</id><published>2006-03-05T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:54:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a very wonderful nite, one which i really enjoyed.. Met zhen at orchard.. So poor thing, she was having a very bad cough.. Kinda worried.. Walked around as we had to wait for the rest to come.. Some1 has become very cheeky, jumping at every chance to provoke me.. Kw came late and we still had to wait for my sis' frenz.. They were very late.. Meet 10pm de, around 11pm then set of for momo.. Decided on momo cos sis dun wan go devils &amp; zhen dun wan go mos.. Took cab there but much to our dismay, momo need 21yrs of age damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to clarke quay's chocolate bar.. its already midnight when we jus got started.. it wasnt really ex there so we ordered quite alot of jugs ahhha.. played zhong ji mi ma.. really fun, i &amp;amp; ah lu nv kanna at the start.. however things r totally different for zhen, pork &amp; sis.. hahaha.. but nt everyday is sunday, soon im starting to drink more n more.. 1 whole bottle of liqour costing $150 jus finish like tt by us.. as the nite is still young, we ordered 2 more jugs of beer, which cost $55.. soon after those 2 jugs were finished, pork is down.. zhen &amp;amp; sis also half gone liao haha.. zhen keep doing silly things wor but i cant really rem le cos i also bit drunk le.. wif her around really makes my day.. soon it was around 3am le and the 2 jugs were emptied.. we ordered our last 2 jugs and tis malay girl come drink wif us.. quite pretty too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finish everytime n leave, every1 was nearly dead drunk excluding ah lu.. really born drinker, can choing 9 jugs at alone.. wtf?? we walked to the nearby 7-11 &amp; its took us around 5mins to get there. ZzzZ around 200m away nia.. i was like doing catwalk all the time man, cant even walked straight.. luckily im still conscious.. Finally we got to the taxi stand &amp;amp; we took cab back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 4+ le.. Nv even bath &amp;amp; i fell asleep immediately.. Headache..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114156699847256750?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114156699847256750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114156699847256750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114156699847256750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114156699847256750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-has-been-very-wonderful-nite-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114063625826531206</id><published>2006-02-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:37:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zhen.. thx for the day.. really enjoy being wif u.. best day for this yr le.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114063625826531206?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114063625826531206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114063625826531206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114063625826531206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114063625826531206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/02/zhen.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114045515408669993</id><published>2006-02-21T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T01:05:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was browsing my photos in friendster.. suddenly saw a pic wif her wif the rest of the gang.. kinda miss her.. it's been some time since i last saw her.. dunno if she's fine a nt.. but dun get wrong idea.. misses as a fren.. hope shes doing well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian tml Ld exam.. n im being occupied the whole day over some stuffs.. now still got half the book to cover up.. really hong gan liao.. tml sure hand in blank paper as usual.. i really dun feel like studying le.. but for the sake of mum, bo bian have to continue.. Headache ZzzZzzZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114045515408669993?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114045515408669993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114045515408669993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114045515408669993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114045515408669993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/02/was-browsing-my-photos-in-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-114002903400442834</id><published>2006-02-16T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:43:54.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was reading several ppl's blog.. all mentioning bout valentines day &amp; how they spend it.. sounds so meaningful after reading them.. as for mine, its sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning was in sch till noon.. nth much to say bout.. went back to yishun to search for the latest comics series but to no avail.. after tt, im stuck at home for the whole day.. ZzzZ, playing dota somemore.. argh!! worst valentine's day ever spent..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-114002903400442834?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/114002903400442834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=114002903400442834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114002903400442834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/114002903400442834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/02/was-reading-several-ppls-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113881048081776932</id><published>2006-02-02T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:14:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got kinda lucky.. ah lu &amp; pz donated some cash to my NBF(National Brendan Foundation).. however sth pissed mi off halfway through the gambling session.. my sch personal mentor called mi, asking mi y i nv go for gems lessons.. my attendance is onli 46%, &amp;amp; 2 more weeks before sch ends.. On 1 hand i had to think of excuses to lie to him, &amp; on the other hand, i have to play blackjack wif the rest, very stressing u know?? &amp;amp; after 10mins he finally hang up the phone.. His last sentence is,"Wish i dun have to call u again". I replied,"ya i dun wan u to call also". Wif tt tone of mine, pz says it sounds provoking.. i admitted it hahahah.. my proud achievement is tt i let ah lu crawl back home waahhah.. song bo?? now thinking tt tml 8am got class, i feel like skipping again.. but i wun cos i have to go.. or else i cant even get a D grade for my AS module.. god damnit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113881048081776932?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113881048081776932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113881048081776932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113881048081776932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113881048081776932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/02/got-kinda-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113877442043685285</id><published>2006-02-01T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T14:13:40.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new yr to all!! been so lazy to blog nowadays cos very very busy.. barely sleep much everyday compared to last time.. yesterday went ah lu's home to gamble wif my sec sch frenz &amp; kian.. carol didnt come.. at 1st lose very badly, but luckily its my own deck of fhm limited edition cards tt bless me wahaha.. went home wif huge bundle of notes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile after leaving ah lu's home, kian &amp; i decided to have supper wif kamps.. called ni &amp;amp; she say ly suggested tt we went to her home to gamble.. so the rest gathered there around 10pm.. really suay tt nite, think i used up all my luck in the afternoon.. but nvm, some of my $ is contributed to the kamps' supper funds.. hahaha.. went home at 2am.. so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis morning nv go sch as usual.. think my 4th warning letter is on the way.. damn bored wif sch, no idea wat im doing there also.. zzz.. later going pork's home to gamble wif ah lu they all.. wish god bless me ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113877442043685285?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113877442043685285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113877442043685285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113877442043685285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113877442043685285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-new-yr-to-all-been-so-lazy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113812234253545679</id><published>2006-01-25T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T01:05:42.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wohoo everything's fine now.. tis incident makes our bonds stronger and we will treasure one another more.. looking forward to the next supper session wif kamps.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113812234253545679?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113812234253545679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113812234253545679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113812234253545679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113812234253545679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/01/wohoo-everythings-fine-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113803329709692294</id><published>2006-01-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T00:21:37.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jus now went chinatown to make new specs.. waited 1hr++ for her so damn looong!! but nvm cos we 2 best partners ma hor? there are so much variety of specs at the shop.. we tried quite a number before both of us decided on a transparent 1, wif green at the sides.. km has gd judgement hahaha.. she say i look like superstar wif it, provided i go for facial once a mth.. haha investment hor? i gonna go broke if i did tt.. thx for accompanying mi &amp; taking specs for mi!! appreciated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kian ask mi to read ly's blog.. oh my.. i kinda shocked to see wat ly posted.. i know we sometimes take her for granted.. like when she help us to think of where to go for supper, some of us will give negative comments.. she thinks tt we took her for granted.. haiz it isnt easy for kamps to be so close, &amp;amp; now she say wanna leave us, jia lat man.. it mus have been difficult for her to say out all those, &amp;amp; she mus be feeling real down.. When we read le also touched, km cried.. onli zhen cant see, cos no net.. when she knows tis, she will sure say," har? is it real?" hopefully everything can be fine soon, really wish tt all of us can go for supper together happily very soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113803329709692294?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113803329709692294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113803329709692294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113803329709692294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113803329709692294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/01/jus-now-went-chinatown-to-make-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113743189433910783</id><published>2006-01-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T01:18:14.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob sob..</title><content type='html'>Oh my.. i cant get to sleep tonite.. 63-24.. humiliating..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113743189433910783?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113743189433910783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113743189433910783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113743189433910783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113743189433910783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/01/sob-sob.html' title='Sob sob..'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113639448779434995</id><published>2006-01-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:16:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning was a gd start for me.. Managed to finish 2 maths past yrs exam papers before meeting chele.. i had to rush out cos she pon her lesson at the last min.. sth provoking happened.. she decided tt we will have our lunch at west mall, so i can go for my exam after tt.. i didnt know where the mall is ( a bit sua ku ), &amp; she told mi bukit batok, so we agreed to meet there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was there waiting for her, she rang me up and said tt she told mi the wrong station.. Was supposed to be at bukit gombak, and she was there waiting, so i quickly go up the platform n wait for train.. A min later, tis kuku rang mi up again &amp;amp; she realised tt she made a mistake.. The mall was at bukit batok, no mistake.. i was kinda provoked &amp; amused by wat tis blur queen did.. wasted 2 of my train concession trips.. still dare to punch mi the moment she saw me.. no choice, got used to the violent side of her :) .. went to the food court to have our lunch.. talked bout her incident wif her miniskirt, then i realised shes very troublesome.. ahhhaha even the person tt sold her the skirt dun wanna her face again hor?? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went window shopping among those long chain of gift shops at the 4th storey.. i told her shes getting fat, but she dun wanna accept the fact.. while walking through a shop, she nearly knock the stuffs down.. phew ahha.. went to the kodak to wash the photos we taken inside my hp.. i didnt know tts such a machine which has bluetooth &amp; u can send ur pic in ur hp to the machine &amp;amp; get them developed.. went to kfc to sit down since its still early.. took somemore pics of chele.. she keep flaunting her feathery earrings &amp; wanted mi to take some shots of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon it was time.. raining quite heavily &amp; SOMEONE was freezing as if its snowing.. took train wif her to jurong east.. being clumsy as usual, she nearly fell down in the train on several occasions.. see la, ask u grab handle liao u dun wan, my hand nt the metal bar leh.. hahha dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my maths paper.. after 1.5hrs, i came out of the room, shaking my head profusely.. i believe it was gone case.. sighz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113639448779434995?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113639448779434995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113639448779434995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113639448779434995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113639448779434995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/01/morning-was-gd-start-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113630414203481963</id><published>2006-01-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:02:22.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been thinking seriously bout it, its better to leave things as it is rather than try to do anything or salvage it. Nt much point anyway. jus see how it goes &amp;amp; take a step at a time ba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113630414203481963?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113630414203481963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113630414203481963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113630414203481963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113630414203481963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/01/have-been-thinking-seriously-bout-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113605388620146845</id><published>2006-01-01T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T02:31:26.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new yr 2006!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy new yr to all &amp; esp, Kamps.. It has been a great yr for us; countless suppers, late nites out, mahjong sessions, shopping sprees &amp; the recently m'sia trip.. However, there r also unhappy moments for us; small quarrels etc.. But all these keep us closer ahha, thx for everything kamps ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also ah sa &amp; gang.. enjoying those shopping &amp;amp; supper trips wif u all.. ah sa, hope u got more movies coming ur way, &amp; great sales to ur upcoming album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st jan 2.15am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus reached back home.. went lianying's home at 8pm for steamboat.. really nice &amp; we really enjoyed it.. i left her home wif a very FULL tummy.. Went esplanade to catch fireworks.. the place is like having a riot, sparks &amp;amp; sprays everywhere, wif nearly every inch filled wif ppl.. its so hard to move from 1 place to another.. the fireworks are simply superb, very very nice.. too bad my lousy 3660 cant take the pics clearly.. cant wait for kahmei to send mi the video of the fireworks &amp; the photos we took there.. keep talking bout 1 similiar topic : the new yr.. haha we gonna get old, age starting wif the no.2 soon.. omg time passes so fast.. was discussing bout wat age we wanna get married.. damn i dun even dare think of it &amp;amp; tt lianying wan get hitched up by 24.. brought home a packet of cookies from mrs.fields.. thx zhenzhen for always providing food for us.. haha simply enjoy tonite..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113605388620146845?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113605388620146845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113605388620146845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113605388620146845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113605388620146845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-yr-2006.html' title='Happy new yr 2006!!!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113553717110207507</id><published>2005-12-26T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T03:02:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beSt xMas!!</title><content type='html'>24th dec:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening went to aunt's home for party. onli 1 word can describe the food tt she whipped up specially for us - "best!!!" however the nite has jus started. went to kian's home wif xiong as the rest of the gang r already there. so looong nv see xiong le. yonglin came awhile later. started playing mahjong. i cant believe my luck. onli win 2 rounds wtf. yonglin &amp; bee win like mad. damn angry!!! even jingni win more than me wth!!! play winning eleven wif kian. damn win 2 games out of 5 i think. zzz. soon around 3+ or 4+, most of us were sound asleep. some lying on the sofa, some in kian's room. kahmei was damn disgusting, dripping sailva on kian's pillow. seeing us so tired, kian kindly drove us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25dec:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till afternoon. meet ah sa &amp;amp; kian 5pm at yishun mrt. hui meet us on the train before going orchard find kahmei. some of the hungry le, so walked down to fang's workplace at taka basement 2 for a meal. the restaurant has a nice ambience. saw madeline wif her bf opposite our table. playful kian spilled his drink on the table hahaha. 1 thing, the food smells real great. but im too full.&lt;br /&gt;soon yonglin &amp; gina came to find us at heeren. gina brought us some snacks tt she bought from japan during her attachment there. quite nice wor yummy~~ took photos! walked through the streets of orchard, totally covered wif ppl. really had a hard time squeezing through before reaching far east. hui left us for zouk. damn him, but nvm. he onli had 11 more days to enjoy before giving his life to the nation wahhaha. the best compliment i heard was tt i looked nice carrying kahmei's white bag, slinging it over my shoulder. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;proceed to subway for a snack. had classic tuna, really like the tuna! n there was the most fun part of the day. we started to talk crap as usual, telling lame jokes(which mostly r racist towards indians). tt big head kahmei nearly got herself into trouble. we got tis indian couple sitting behind us, and km asked tis question bout indians so loudly tt the couple turned around n starred at her. lol man. km immediately looked down at the table, but tt doesnt stop us from continuing our racism against indians. we even talked bout how we dig our noses whahahah. some of the methods used r goddamn funny. took more photos!&lt;br /&gt;gonna 10.30 le. zhen gonna knock off &amp;amp; we went to find her. took a few shots outside mrs.fields before shifting to paragon. n god damnit, km took 1 shot of the 4 of them &amp; the battery of her cam went dead. there goes our photo taking session arrrr. during the entire photo taking, tt damn ah sa was trying to steal the focus of the photos. damn u ah sa!! heng i &amp;amp; gina manage to get a proper pic done.&lt;br /&gt;went back yishun for supper &amp; meet xiong. during the train ride, we keep playing wif the "surprise" zhen got for us. it's a small packet which contain a balloon inside. u needa press it hard &amp;amp; shake, before long the packet will expand &amp; "boom", out came the balloon. many ppl keep looking at us ahahha. some of them got scared by the "bomb" we made wahahahah. so shoik. Ate at a coffeeshop beside ah sa's home. elson came wif us, hes still so tall grrr. order some food &amp;amp; enjoy wif the rest. fang took her own cam from her home &amp;amp; we took our last pics for the day together. Great day spend wif u all every1!!! Merry X'mas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113553717110207507?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113553717110207507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113553717110207507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113553717110207507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113553717110207507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/12/best-xmas.html' title='beSt xMas!!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113423860902561207</id><published>2005-12-11T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T02:16:49.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thx for forgiving.. u know who u r.. ill wun break my promise.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113423860902561207?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113423860902561207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113423860902561207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113423860902561207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113423860902561207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/12/thx-for-forgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113397946428498808</id><published>2005-12-08T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T02:18:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now i realise "no time" is jus an excuse.. there is sure free time around, jus depending on whether u wanna fork out a nt..&lt;br /&gt;tt reply was meant to be sarcastic, but she didnt get wat i mean.. really bo wei gong.. didnt get to do wat i wanted to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113397946428498808?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113397946428498808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113397946428498808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113397946428498808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113397946428498808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/12/now-i-realise-no-time-is-jus-excuse.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113379016804208251</id><published>2005-12-05T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:42:48.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz last nite had a short chat wif pei.. i told her bout mi &amp; tt person.. she also agreed tt i should take the initiative &amp;amp; talk to her bout tis.. began chatting wif her awhile later.. havent really went into the topic &amp; she was alreadt on the phone, so she say will talk to me afterwards.. i waited for around an hour i guess &amp;amp; went to do my things.. When i came back to my screen, she was already offline.. ZzzZ n there goes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113379016804208251?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113379016804208251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113379016804208251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113379016804208251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113379016804208251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/12/haiz-last-nite-had-short-chat-wif-pei.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113370925026007487</id><published>2005-12-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:14:10.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very tiring day.. Work till very late last nite before taking cab home.. Afternoon went cwp wif my sis &amp; my "sis", jinpei to shop for mum's present.. Went so many jewellery shops but cant find a suitable present.. Either too ex or design nt suitable.. So went back northpoint, in hope for sth for appealing.. Went to SK jewellery straight.. found 1 pendant which the 3 of us agree on it.. Its really simple &amp;amp; elegant, &amp; most importantly, its $99 onli.. hahaha sounds cheapstake rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis went to other places to buy sth.. so jinpei &amp; i decided to catch a movie.. watch chicken little.. starts at 5pm, but kinda early when we reached so went long john for a meal.. long time nv meet sis le, kinda misses her.. had a nice chat wif her too.. i really wonder how sis &amp; i can maintain the relationship even though nv meet often, totally diff from me &amp; another girl, whom i shall nt mention the name here..  the gap btw us getting wider, haiz.. The movie nt bad la, some lame but funny parts.. However it jus last 1hr 20mins, kinda short.. smuggle drinks in, which results in wetting my precious bag.. damn.. Cannot acc sis much longer cos wanna rush home see star awards.. got fann wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy tt fann won the big award heh heh.. But the show i watch till nearly sleep, nt tt exciting.. Yawnz so tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113370925026007487?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113370925026007487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113370925026007487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113370925026007487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113370925026007487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113284708667712906</id><published>2005-11-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:44:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz how i wish some1 could have a chat wif me tis moment.. feel quite troubled &amp;amp; fan.. all the whys in my head.. cant solve it myself.. damnit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113284708667712906?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113284708667712906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113284708667712906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113284708667712906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113284708667712906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/haiz-how-i-wish-some1-could-have-chat.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113251074138464809</id><published>2005-11-20T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T02:19:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV!</title><content type='html'>It was 7pm &amp; its supposed to be kbox time! However jason &amp;amp; siying were late &amp; we met up at 8.45 instead.. Had a vodka green apple while waiting for them.. Pz, zhen &amp;amp; me met earlier &amp; we were getting real bored waiting for them.. After 1hr plus, the 2 latecomers came.. Went to PartyWorld at woodlands' Civic Center..&lt;br /&gt;And there were we, sing sing &amp;amp; sing.. Im abit shy though, zhen had to keep pressuring mi before im willing to grab the mic &amp; started my awful singing.. Luckily the window panes r strong enough to withstand constant pressure from me.. hahaha.. Theres 1 irritating guy who works there, kept coming in asking whether we wan any drinks etc.. I really feel like asking him to fuck off from our room.. I really like the snacks there, cos i finish 1 whole bowl of it, &amp;amp; i wan more!! Zhen seems very tired, didnt really hear her sing much &amp; shes like no strength to sing.. Maybe cos afternoon met cilent ba.. I feel tt shes nt really herself tt nite, cos i din really see her laugh.. tired to cheer her up but to no avail.. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Sang till the place closes.. Took cab home.. Really enjoyed myself, hope zhen also..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113251074138464809?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113251074138464809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113251074138464809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113251074138464809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113251074138464809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/ktv.html' title='KTV!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113232310229747102</id><published>2005-11-18T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T22:11:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yingz's bdae!</title><content type='html'>Today is my lao po's bdae.. met her &amp; zhen at dover before we moved on to plaza singapura.. nth much there so we changed location to orchard.. ah lu &amp;amp; pork joined us at cine but we cant find any suitable place for a buffet as places like sakae do nt have as the buffet hrs r over.. went to swensens opp taka to have our meals.. the food there nt bad la, though there aint much variety to choose from.. jason took a &lt;strong&gt;VERY LONG&lt;/strong&gt; time to reach, ermmm around 9plus i think.. by tt time we had already finished our meals &amp; felt like going home le.. but tt would be mean to him as he jus reached..&lt;br /&gt;Went to TCC for some ice coffee.. ah lu &amp;amp; pork left 1st to do some levelling.. but at least they come for awhile, rather than some idiot who rather stay at home, infront of his com the whole day playing retarded games.. always ask him out but he rather stay home play games.. no life zzz.. yingz slowly opened her presents 1 by 1, while we were green wif envy watching her tons of presents slowly revealed.. lao po dun worry, ur 1-carat diamond ring is on the way.. talked bout our sec sch memories.. those days were so much.. how i miss them, unlike in poly, so many fake ppl around u.. zzz.. finally we left around 11plus as every1 was tired..&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of them compared their own lame jokes on the train, to see whose is lamer.. i feel like pulling out my hair man.. hahaha u all r really lame, esp my zhen.. lamest of all.. Saw lianying on the train, she keep teasing mi bout some things.. escorted lao po home before ending our day..&lt;br /&gt;happy bdae lao po!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113232310229747102?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113232310229747102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113232310229747102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113232310229747102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113232310229747102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/yingzs-bdae.html' title='Yingz&apos;s bdae!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113198317792235530</id><published>2005-11-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T23:46:17.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz feel so pissed off &amp; disappointed today.. Didnt get wat i wish for, hao shi wang.. tt train incident, sibei du lan.. Hao xiang lian ta.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113198317792235530?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113198317792235530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113198317792235530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113198317792235530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113198317792235530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/haiz-feel-so-pissed-off-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113190084462252267</id><published>2005-11-14T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:54:04.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its nite cycling again. Fun, but toturing. Time to rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113190084462252267?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113190084462252267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113190084462252267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113190084462252267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113190084462252267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-nite-cycling-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113172919336817688</id><published>2005-11-12T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:13:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired..</title><content type='html'>It has been a tiring day, having maths lessons in the morning &amp; law lessons in the afternoon. I was late for the afternoon class for half an hour. Went into the classroom, walked out with my bag after 15mins right under the nose of the lecturer. I admit im really damn cb at tt moment. After tt kian called mi, saying some of the students left after me. I guess wat i did really makes the lecturer lost his respect. But im glad i didnt stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my 1st win wif Lord of Avernus. heh heh. km came jus now to watch the singapore hits awards as i recorded it last week. went to watch "dragon squad" starring vanness wu &amp; shawn yue. Had to endure her "vanness so shuai" line throughout the whole movie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired. zzzz time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113172919336817688?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113172919336817688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113172919336817688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113172919336817688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113172919336817688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/tired.html' title='tired..'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113137844312812207</id><published>2005-11-07T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:47:23.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>Phew finally passed by btt tis morning, though i didnt really study for it. Guess i was pretty lucky tis time, or else i would have score a hat-trick for it. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still miss tt moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113137844312812207?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113137844312812207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113137844312812207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113137844312812207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113137844312812207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113120638377585774</id><published>2005-11-05T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T23:59:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go amk wash hair wif ah lu. very bad luck. usually when i go, the girl washing hair for me r quite pretty. dunno y i today got 1 auntie wash for me. i feel like asking the boss to change to a pretty 1. quite sastified wif my hair, though didnt really cut much. I really hope for a better babe giving mi a hairwash next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go IMM wif pang chune &amp; huiying to see yanzi. Nt really as much ppl as usual, but still very hard to queue up, esp wif all those china ppl. They will go mad upon see yanzi, zzz. I really wonder if they fly here all the way from their village in china. behave till so sua ku. Pc &amp;amp; i were crapping all the time, i feel like neglecting huiying. Yanzi was late for an hour, a common practice for singers. Very thirsty &amp; hot ar!! Luckily the queue moved quite fast. Yanzi looks very pretty face to face wor. Heh heh but cant take photo. Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back ytss for the last time. Nth much for the so-called events organized there for ex-students. Onli the buffet can be accepted. Think the onli consolation is to get to see the teachers. ZzzZ. Bee angry jus now. But now ok le :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113120638377585774?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113120638377585774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113120638377585774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113120638377585774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113120638377585774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/go-amk-wash-hair-wif-ah-lu.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113086674772619251</id><published>2005-11-01T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T01:39:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113086674772619251?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113086674772619251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113086674772619251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113086674772619251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113086674772619251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-miss-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113077440443727298</id><published>2005-10-31T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T01:41:49.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop shop shop~~</title><content type='html'>Sry zhen for making u wake for so long. Pig me so late then wake up. Next time flood u wif lollipops as a form of apology hor? Really enjoy the day wif ya. It has been a long time since we 2 went out together huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch "all about love". Both of us sat at the 3rd row from the front as tickets really sold out fast. N there goes my neck. Its really touching show, both the female leads died. Quite sad. Time doesnt matter, as long as u r wif ur loved ones, even a second spent together is wonderful. Poor Andy~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop &amp; buy till broke today. Went here &amp; there. Buy here n there. Spend $100+, broke le. Wat i regret is tt a black shirt i like is out of stock. Grrr!! But thx to my "fashion consultant", i went back wif a gd harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 sets of nasi lemak at bugis. Burpp~~ Strolled bugis street wif zhen &amp;amp; bought a shirt for her bro at parco. Both of us were so tired on our way back. The lazy pig lied on my shoulders and slept like a log, head nearly fell off my shoulders on several occasions. Thx for the day zhen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113077440443727298?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113077440443727298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113077440443727298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113077440443727298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113077440443727298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/shop-shop-shop.html' title='Shop shop shop~~'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113041577717959358</id><published>2005-10-27T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:46:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last min AGAIN!!</title><content type='html'>Went to ah lu's chalet at Costa Sands Pasir Ris on mon. It was supposed to be a class thingy, for our group ppl. Therefore by right should be at least 10++ ppl going for it. Before i set off, i somehow have tis feeling tt sure got ppl last min pang seh 1. When i reach there, i counted onli 6 ppl including me. ZZZ quite a number put aeroplanessss at the last min, and tis really makes mi damn pissed off. The most common reason was "I have attachment". Dun understand y they agree to come for it since they knew they will be having attachment on tt day. Fuck these ppl man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, each of us was supposed to pay around $40+ for the chalet. Now since onli 6 of us were left, we have to pay around $70-$80+ each. Nice 1 lo. I swear i wun ever go to tis kinda thing wif these pilots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113041577717959358?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113041577717959358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113041577717959358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113041577717959358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113041577717959358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-min-again.html' title='last min AGAIN!!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-113000643927113754</id><published>2005-10-23T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T02:40:39.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian wat got into mi today? Nt in the best of mood for tis moment of time. Hmmm for dunno watever reason, i feel kinda sick of them. Nt kamps of course. Nt fang they all. Those know me will know who im refering to. Keep taking mi for granted. Nv really see them during this holidays, would rather see my bros at work. Truthfully speaking, im nt really interested in going to the chalet on mon. Its either gamble, ps2 or doing stupid things. wat boring life! Was wondering wat should i tell them zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-113000643927113754?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/113000643927113754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=113000643927113754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113000643927113754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/113000643927113754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/sian-wat-got-into-mi-today-nt-in-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112957008037226109</id><published>2005-10-18T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:28:00.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thx for the postcard u have written for me.&lt;br /&gt;Quite touched by it.&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoyed the day wif u though its wasnt long.&lt;br /&gt;U r still the same rating i gave u last time, or even better.&lt;br /&gt;U know who u r.&lt;br /&gt;One tt eats very little.&lt;br /&gt;One whom always threw the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unfinished food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;One who will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;do sweet things to surprise u&lt;/span&gt; all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;One whom i really like to caress at the back of the head.&lt;br /&gt;One who always &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;slaps mi on the arm&lt;/span&gt;(ouch!).&lt;br /&gt;One who is like an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me,though theres a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;devil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; side of her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;One who knows me like the back of her hands.&lt;br /&gt;One whom i will really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;treasure all my life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for everything u have brought for me all these years. I'll nv forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112957008037226109?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112957008037226109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112957008037226109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112957008037226109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112957008037226109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/thx-for-postcard-u-have-written-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112905369082932858</id><published>2005-10-11T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T02:01:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILED.</title><content type='html'>Went to east coast area wif kamps for supper. Brought along my basic theory book to study cos got test the next day. Didnt really study much. Chatted n crapped much more than i studied. Went to a hong kong cafe in tt area as yihong &amp; lianying intro to us. Saw many nice cars along the road. How envy. The food there was dammnnnnn nice, but a bit too ex. My baked rice cos $8, and i didnt bring enough $. Luckily there was always lianying there haha. Kian was complaining bout his noodles. A bowl of normal noodles cost $10. haha tio tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went east coast for a cooling walk. Chat here n there lo. While we got onto kian's car n were rdy to leave, lianying saw tis blue rx-8 n jumped down the car to examine it. Then we dumped her n went for a short ride before going back to her. haha. So far i onli read through bout 10++ pages of my theory. Went home sleep le zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis morning failed by basic theory wif pz. Fuck it kan phua suay. i think i wrong 6 or 7. Failed 2nd time liao. Lu &amp;amp; pork called me for a laugh. cb. Next mth taking again. If tis time failed again i really go burn ssdc down. nb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112905369082932858?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112905369082932858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112905369082932858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112905369082932858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112905369082932858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/failed.html' title='FAILED.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112879422832730971</id><published>2005-10-09T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T01:57:10.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shi wang ar.</title><content type='html'>Kinda disappointed to know tt kahmei smoke tis morning when we were having pratas at chong pang around 4am+. Was looking at her wallet when i noticed a packet of marlboro light, then i looked at her n asked,"U smoke?" She looked at me &amp; i knew the answer. Then zhenzhen briefing told me when &amp;amp; y she started. Aiyo very shi wang.&lt;br /&gt;Jus now she came to scan some stuffs. Told her im disappointed. Her expression told me she felt a bit sad to hear tt. Really hope she can quit smoking. As a ex-smoker, i know its really bad for health n image. God pls help her quit. Hope she can finish her projects in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112879422832730971?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112879422832730971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112879422832730971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112879422832730971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112879422832730971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/shi-wang-ar.html' title='Shi wang ar.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112862585820023932</id><published>2005-10-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T00:11:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting + gossiping day!</title><content type='html'>Didnt work today. Met sheila &amp; gina at bishan. Was supposed to go cycling at bishan park de, but the weather dun seems very gd so we drop the idea and catch a movie instead. Was waiting for zhenzhen so they had a meal at kfc 1st. Was supposed to meet zhenzhen 1pm de, but she didnt show up. So we tried calling her but no answer. After around 1.30, we decided to go around shopping as i wanted them to help mi choose carol's present. I chose a pair of earrings for her. We already window shopped the whole building, and there was nt a sight of zhenzhen, much less a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to sit down at mos burger and get the gossip session started. Was mentioning bout guo hui's sec sch days. Bout how he jio chun feng tt period of time. The 3 of us had a big laugh over it. Both sheila &amp;amp; gina said tt hes a big failure. Haha i agreed wif them. Bringing $17 exactly to watch movie wif a girl, as $8.50 x 2 = $17. Jus nice. No spare cash. After the movie, the girl asked," where u wanna go?" He replied,"go home lo." Omg can u believe it? Failure sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 2plus, zhenzhen finally called. Guess wat? she got abit of headache n she fell asleep!! omg n there were we, sitting there waiting for her. Oh god. Met her at amk around 5pm to catch a movie. Decided on "4 brothers". The show nt bad lah, jus too much vulgarities. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met fang &amp;amp; kahmei, went sembawang shopping centre for dinner. Yummy the food there real nice man. Come to a point when we were all talking bout our worst fall we ever had. Every1's experience is so funny, except sheila, which is jus a typical bad fall. Took some photos. Shall post it up next time ba. Nice day spent except for the 4hrs wait. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112862585820023932?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112862585820023932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112862585820023932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112862585820023932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112862585820023932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/waiting-gossiping-day.html' title='Waiting + gossiping day!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112834266279532721</id><published>2005-10-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:31:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays~~</title><content type='html'>Yohoo its holidays. How i wish it will nt end cos its end will mean the release of my results. I dun wish to know how terrible ive done for tis semester. Holidays also can be quite boring. Dota, work, kamps &amp; fang they all. Tts all. Kinda tight now so have to work more days every week le. These few days been down wif rashes zzz. Really kinda suay for tis period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time nv see xiong liao. Other than serving the nation, he spend the rest of his time accompany his darling sheila. im jealous. Pity tt he cant come out as his bdae is around the corner. Looking forward to tis thu wif fang they all. Nt sure going where though but i believe its gonna be fun wif them around. N of course, more gossips. I guess they gonna laugh at mi for getting "dengue fever". Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the next kamps outing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112834266279532721?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112834266279532721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112834266279532721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112834266279532721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112834266279532721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/10/holidays.html' title='Holidays~~'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112793020415621360</id><published>2005-09-29T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:57:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip!!</title><content type='html'>Haiz i fail another paper. 3 out of 4 i guess. really cham le think maybe will retain sia wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet fang at her workshop. Sydney lising they all there. I think im quite worried bout the maths paper i did jus now, tt i keep checking my answers. Fang told me tt lising whispered to her, asking me to relax since its over. I was damn paiseh when i hear tis. Think i overworried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for train. As there's lots of ppl waiting when we reach jurong east, we decided to wait for another train. The next 1 arrive as "Do Not Board", which follows by 1 which terminates at Yew Tee. Like tt already sian le. Then we board the 4th 1 but we did nt get any seats although we went in 1st. ZzzZ stand throughout the whole ride having to squeeze here n there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cwp for dinner and choose xiong's present. Waited for sheila, kah mei, bee and regina. Regina came 1st. the 3 of us went to shop for xiong's present. Long time nv had a gd chat wif her le. But in the end we decide to wait for the rest at Pasta Mania. From 5+ we wait till aroud 8pm. Sheila and debbie came respectively. Finally fang &amp; i cant wait any longer and we went to order Spicy Chicken spaghetti. By the time kahmei arrived, we were already started to tuck in.&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn i feel like im a kpo wif them around, esp fang.&lt;br /&gt;Gossips, gossips and gossips. Now i realise y ppl like to gossip. Can be quite fun too depends on the topics chatted on. Lol i cannot overdo it or else next time i very kpo. Tt damn kah mei, keep asking mi to wear boxers. ZzzZ. Throughout the meeting. Keep teasing sheila &amp;amp; xiong, the 2 lovebirds. Quite fun doing tt, at least let mi forget bout the exams for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus now they all come my home watch "hong yi shou ji" last episode which i recorded last sunday for fang. Lol some1 watch till cry wor. Gossip in my room again haha. Looking forward to next thu's gossip session wif the girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112793020415621360?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112793020415621360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112793020415621360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112793020415621360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112793020415621360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/gossip.html' title='Gossip!!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112758308565049888</id><published>2005-09-24T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T01:31:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GrEat nIte oUt</title><content type='html'>Jus now evening went for wedding dinner. I think is my cousin ba. Cos i dunno who they are. The place is at a hotel at somerset. Quite grand man. The moment i stepped into the hall, my uncles and aunts came over, exclaiming," wa everytime we see u u sure got some changes!!" They r referring to my dyed hair, ear rings and dressing. Jus tt they didnt notice the last time during my ah gong's funeral. Too busy crying and entertaining relatives and friends. Took a few pics wif them, jus to entertain them.&lt;br /&gt;Im more interested in the dishes haha. Shark fin, lobster etc. I jus cant stop helping myself to the food in front of my eyes. Cos i dun get to eat them often. I turned over to my mum n said,"next time i buy u shark fin &amp; bird nest to rinse ur mouth, and abalone to brush teeth."&lt;br /&gt;She laughed and said,"ok tonite will be it," which means in my dreams. After the 1st 2 dishes, i didnt ate much for the rest of the dinner. Cos i nearly got drunk. My uncle, dad &amp;amp; me. The 3 of us were like trying to compete to see who can drink more. Of course my uncle won, he takes beer for water. Average 5cans per day. wtf. After a while, beer was no kick. We got some liqour and i already buay ta han liao. Too strong. But i still finish it. Then we proceed to wine. Lol omg we were like trying to test out all the wine there. I didnt pay much attention to the bridesgroom and bride also. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the dinner came to an end. There goes the food n wine. I went to toilet n realised my face was a tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went taka to meet fang. Then back to yishun. Had supper near her home.  Talked bout lots of things, sec sch days, friendships, gossips. Haha lets say we focus mostly on gossip hor fang? Damn i feel like some kpo. Of course i know many things tt i duno in the past. Thx to fang's computer-liked memory. Long time nv had such a deep chat wif u le. Holidays coming wor. Meet up more often ar? Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took cab home cos no bus. Lazy to walked. Didnt even bath. Knocked down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112758308565049888?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112758308565049888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112758308565049888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112758308565049888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112758308565049888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/great-nite-out.html' title='GrEat nIte oUt'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112730752810033386</id><published>2005-09-21T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:58:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eXamS fEveR~~</title><content type='html'>Haiz tml start exams liao. Have to suffer until next wed then can have freedom. Dun even know if i have to repeat any modules a nt cos i dun do very well for the moment. Jus hope tml's paper works out fine. Target gpa 2.0 lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112730752810033386?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112730752810033386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112730752810033386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112730752810033386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112730752810033386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/exams-fever.html' title='eXamS fEveR~~'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112663608932755882</id><published>2005-09-13T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T02:32:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thx for everything chele~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tis post deticated to u de wor my dear chele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we cant always meet up nowadays due to busy schedule, i know we r always on each other minds. Sooo long nv see u le really miss u sia. Dunno u fatter or thinner le. Today saw u then i realise... opps? still the same lah. Wun fat wun slim. 1st time u saw mi is to scold me. sob sob. nv even wish me wor. long time nv see u le so buy u sth mah, like tt also scold me. haha but i know u dun mean it. Its always comfortable being wif u, can forget all troubles and enjoy the short period of time i had wif u. Though u always beat mi for no reason(actually massaging for me), i know u still care for me. I wanna ask u sth. Y u delete tt particular pic in ur hp? &lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt; scare i laugh at u again ar? its ok to zhi lian a bit. Do ur best for ur test later wor. Dun be lazy le, u mus do well. Hope i somehow can motivate u~~ like the way u movitate mi during my 'o' lvls yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus flipped through all the letters u've written to me. Memories of our sec sch lives seems to be events tt happened yesterday. The 1st day i email u, the day we became frenz etc. Still quite fresh in my mind. U wanted to know how i get ur email rite? Actually i also forgot le. Think is i ask some1 for it. Hehe. Im really glad tt i could get to know u. I've nv regret it, cos u r simply inreplaceable to me. I really like the cookies u bought for me and i've finish it in the afternoon le. Hahaha. Jus now flipping through the letters, i then know y every year i get chocolate-related stuff. Cos u wan mi fat!! And the bear u got for me few yrs back. Its still beside my pillow and working properly, thx to the care of the owner. HAHA. Hope u like the cup i get for u. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing u've said in the letter will always be true.&lt;br /&gt;"This special relationship wil nv have an ending and the promise tt we'll share our problems will nv be broken".&lt;br /&gt;Thx for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112663608932755882?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112663608932755882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112663608932755882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112663608932755882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112663608932755882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/thx-for-everything-chele.html' title='Thx for everything chele~~'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112627376301737982</id><published>2005-09-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:49:23.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DrEamZz</title><content type='html'>Haha i really slept well last nite till tis morning. Cos? i had a really gd dream. Jus like in wonderland, making mi nt wanting to wake up from tis imaginary world. Guess wat? I dream of being together wif my sis, jinpei. HAHA OH GOSH WTF?? Tt dream was quite real. Yesterday i went wif her for dinner as the rest of the gang pang seh the 2 of us mah. Then in the dream it started from the time i meet her. But tis time nt bro-sis relationship, is bf &amp; gf. LOL kinda cartoon. But the dream very sweet. Its kinda hard to describe but i believe many guys would wan her type for a gf.&lt;br /&gt;Still rem in sec3 when i jus know her, think shes bit bitchy &amp;amp; ah lian. But tt was sec sch times. She really change so much in character. Feel so comfortable wif her. But of course, shes my sis. Tt was jus a dream. Haha hope to see her next wed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112627376301737982?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112627376301737982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112627376301737982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112627376301737982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112627376301737982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/dreamzz.html' title='DrEamZz'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112619582140037899</id><published>2005-09-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:10:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED PISSED PISSED!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok tis post was created to let off my anger &amp; pissness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Pz's bdae. We were supposed to go out wif the rest of the gang as i already smsed them last nite, letting them know wat r we gonna do tonite. Pz already let me know he's nt going cos got project to rush. So bo bian bdae boy dun wan go we also no choice. So most of them say ok while some say cfm wif mi today.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday already pissed off cos i failed my basic theory. Needa wait another month to take the test again. ZzzZ. Today worse sia. Some more ppl pissed me off. Sms them time n place at 2 and they say ok. The period from 4pm-5pm was the most provoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol say got project so cant go but nvm, cos she nv cfm tt shes going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason sms mi say cant go cos got project. Fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siying really nice one. 2plus call mi say go bishan meet rather than yishun. Then later tell mi very little ppl very sian. A while later say nt going liao. ZzzZ. Make mi kan pua du lan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard worse. He can go but he dun wan to, cos of wat? Too little ppl very sian. Say got A person &amp; B person go dun wan to go also. Wa lan eh i make sure i whack u the next time i see u, or else i change my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end onli i &amp; jinpei, my sis went. Though sis &amp;amp; i rarely meet each other, i still feel close wif her. Haiz next wed i think ill prefer sleeping at home or meet sis can le. Grrrr. Next time wan gathering i wash my hands off liao. I last min pang seh also let them high. Knn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112619582140037899?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112619582140037899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112619582140037899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112619582140037899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112619582140037899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/pissed-pissed-pissed.html' title='PISSED PISSED PISSED!!!'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112600989016771916</id><published>2005-09-06T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:41:32.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wAT a "|ucKy" dAy.</title><content type='html'>I was sleeping happily during my CA lecture in the lecture hall when suddenly my frenz woke mi up.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey siao eh got ppl come in check for lanyard, slippers, long hair etc."&lt;br /&gt;The moment i hear tis, i know i sian 1/2. I put up an act n check my bag, waiting for a chance to sneak out of the hall but to no avail. So bo bian they took down my name. N i thought tis is the end of it then i continued my lecture etc.&lt;br /&gt;After lecture go CA tutorial. i search for pen in my bag's conpartment then i saw sth familiar. It was my FUCKING LANYARD. Kanna fine $5 for no reason. Entire day feeling pissed bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home saw sharon on train. Chat wif her for a short while before going our seperate ways. ZzzZ. Tml basic theory test hope i can pass. Then take final theory. Ti gong bo bi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112600989016771916?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112600989016771916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112600989016771916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112600989016771916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112600989016771916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/wat-ucky-day_06.html' title='wAT a &quot;|ucKy&quot; dAy.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112593867084893642</id><published>2005-09-06T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:44:58.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob.</title><content type='html'>Argh my hamster died. Didnt even get to see it for them last time. Sob sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112593867084893642?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112593867084893642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112593867084893642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112593867084893642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112593867084893642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/sob.html' title='Sob.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112592262471333299</id><published>2005-09-05T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:17:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow tt jasmine. 2 words to describe her - "simply gorgeous"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112592262471333299?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112592262471333299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112592262471333299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112592262471333299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112592262471333299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-tt-jasmine.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112566888339752930</id><published>2005-09-02T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:49:29.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a day.</title><content type='html'>It was 7am when i made the decision to skip sch today and i continue to sleep. And my sweet dreams onli last 15mins when my sis, jinpei called me. She wanted to go back ytss to see the teachers cos they celebrating teachers' day today. So i went wif her cos she's my sis as i actually wanna rest today de.&lt;br /&gt;Reached ytss at 10am n was raining heavily. ZzzZ got abit drenched while sis took cab there. Nv lonpang. Most of the ex students there r so "stranger" cos i think they r 1 or 2 batches behind us. Nv see before de. Get to see some of my fav teachers like ms rebecca kong, mdm chan, mrs samuel etc. Of course, also saw some of those tt i dun like. Haha tis part makes mi wanna laugh. I was in the hall chatting wif ms kong &amp; mdm chan and by concidence, my sec3 maths teacher ms chan was sitting beside them. I knew she recognized me cos at 1st i walked towards her n she looked at mi for some time. I bet she thought i was going to say hello to her or watever. However, i turned around n talked to ms kong &amp; mdm chan. HAHA i bet she was kinda furious at tt moment of time. I still rem how she treated me in sec 3, punishing me for no reason, which resulted in me scolding her vulgarities and kanna sent to detention class plus suspension. The 1st thing ms kong &amp;amp; mdm chan said was,&lt;br /&gt;"Wow brendan, u really change a lot."&lt;br /&gt;"Haha got meh? Become more handsome is it?" i asked mischieviously.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya, getting more vain. Know how to dress up liao hor?"&lt;br /&gt;I kinda shy to reply them back so i jus laughed. I know y they said tt cos got ear stut, dye &amp; style hair etc.&lt;br /&gt;Walked down wif sis to my fav teacher, Mr Jerry Yeo's office. He was my discipline master during my 5yrs in ytss. I still rem the times when i was always "invited" to his office wif ah lu, justin, ivern they all for a cup of tea. Had a short chat wif him cos he was kinda busy. Talked to mrs chin, my sec1 &amp;amp; 2 maths teacher too, without leaving out ms goh &amp; mrs samuel, my sec4 form &amp;amp; poa teacher respectively.&lt;br /&gt;2 things i noticed after meeting those teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, ALL of them said i change a lot. VAIN. ZzzZ dress up a bit nia also call vain. Haha nvm but at least i know how to dress up lah hor?&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, ALL were asking mi &amp; sis,&lt;br /&gt;"U all got watch Jue Dui Superstar last nite?"&lt;br /&gt;They all were kinda sad tt Kelly didnt won cos they said she was the better 1. Most importantly, some of the teachers even taught her before as she was my senior in both ytss &amp; sp.&lt;br /&gt;Really missed the times in sec sch, so much so much fun wif the teachers and friends. How i hope can stay in tt period of time. Sad to say now all have their own frenz n lifestyle, hard to get together often. Next yr ytss is moving to sembawang and so all the memories will be gone. Sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112566888339752930?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112566888339752930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112566888339752930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112566888339752930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112566888339752930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/wat-day.html' title='Wat a day.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112558887978589527</id><published>2005-09-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:34:39.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg my poor senior. Sad.</title><content type='html'>ZzzZ 40mins ago when i heard the results, the 1st thing tt gets into my head was, "WTF??". Sian 1/2 liao. Unfair competition from the start. As long as got many frenz u get higher chance of entering the next round. Sian kinda sad kelly lost but nvm she still sign for universal music. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112558887978589527?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112558887978589527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112558887978589527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112558887978589527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112558887978589527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/09/omg-my-poor-senior-sad.html' title='Omg my poor senior. Sad.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112550183423303652</id><published>2005-08-31T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:23:54.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jia You, all the best to Kelly &amp; Wei Lian.</title><content type='html'>Haiz down wif flu &amp; sore throat. Really slept very very late these days. Jus watched the superstar grand finale preview. Overall i liked the show quite much so far. Can get to enjoy the songs that the competitors sang. A pity that kelly came to sp last week i wasnt in sch, as i skipped sch for tt day. ZzzZ wasted. Saw the interview wif weilian, was quite touched by him, nearly drop tears. It was really stressful for a physically handicapped person to advance to the finals of a singing competition wif all the media comments on him etc. Sometimes i really admire his courage &amp; determination, at least he knows wat he wanted to do, and will do his best to achieve his aim.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i still support kelly, for she's my sec sch &amp;amp; poly senior. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Wish her all the best tml for the grand finals. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112550183423303652?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112550183423303652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112550183423303652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112550183423303652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112550183423303652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/jia-you-all-best-to-kelly-wei-lian.html' title='Jia You, all the best to Kelly &amp; Wei Lian.'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112541903294190560</id><published>2005-08-31T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T00:23:52.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess there's still more to go. Though nt very positive, it can still be consider acceptable at tis rate. Nv feels anything wrong but for me, i did. Jus dun wanna mention it. Jia you ba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112541903294190560?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112541903294190560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112541903294190560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112541903294190560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112541903294190560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-guess-theres-still-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112532301826898904</id><published>2005-08-29T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:43:38.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its still 180km away. no chance to reduce it. how i wish i was still a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112532301826898904?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112532301826898904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112532301826898904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112532301826898904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112532301826898904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-still-180km-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112497704308468900</id><published>2005-08-25T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:37:23.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried. I really tried. But jus cant find back. Its gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112497704308468900?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112497704308468900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112497704308468900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112497704308468900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112497704308468900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112481513799224405</id><published>2005-08-24T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T00:38:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should i? Or should i nt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112481513799224405?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112481513799224405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112481513799224405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112481513799224405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112481513799224405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/should-i-or-should-i-nt.html' title=''/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112456409967805988</id><published>2005-08-21T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T02:54:59.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Its been quite some time since i last blog. Kinda busy nowadays wif tis n tt, esp night dota sessions wif the gang. Morning sch, weekends work. Practically nth else happens during the week.So boring but for the sake of $ no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always on my mind. Every min, every hr, every day. Always hiding at a corner to find out more bout it. "It" seems unconcerned bout wat happened &amp; i can do nth bout it. Besides continuing observing, wat else can i do? Practically it was i who started it. ZzzZ. Guess wat they say bout females isnt false after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112456409967805988?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112456409967805988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112456409967805988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112456409967805988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112456409967805988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</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-7152796.post-112369054930132757</id><published>2005-08-11T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T00:15:49.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Holiday"</title><content type='html'>Haiz nv go sch again today. Holidays for 3 straight days n now i dun even know wat is going on in sch. Weijian sms me n told me tt i pass my programming mst. 50/100 phew. Tml get back maths sia tt 1 sure gone case i guess. Been kinda moody these days, think i jus got too bored. So ive decided to attend lectures tml.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm these few days keep having a feeling tt sth bad gonna happen. Oh gosh hope it wun. Im still concerned bout it though so ti gong bo bi lo. Yawnz sleepy liao bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7152796-112369054930132757?l=brendan86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/feeds/112369054930132757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7152796&amp;postID=112369054930132757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112369054930132757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7152796/posts/default/112369054930132757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brendan86.blogspot.com/2005/08/holiday.html' title='&quot;Holiday&quot;'/><author><name>Brendan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01159517210533593975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
