<?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-14208236</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:59:31.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Words.</title><subtitle type='html'>Rants and more rants.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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>334</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-4429907712681080180</id><published>2007-02-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:33:34.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST :'(</title><content type='html'>this shall be the last time i blog. LAST :') since it is my last i kinda read my previous posts and laughed at myself. that's how interesting a blog can be for you. all the memories just flow out and you'll end up crying/laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i realise i made a lot of funny comments which, now, do not apply anymore. like. i'm not sure if i'm looking forward to jtc'07 and all of a sudden my father doesn't talk abt pny anymore; and it seems so stupid worrying so much abt it.&lt;br /&gt;besides, i'm not too sure if i look forward to pop'07 anymore. quite scary isn't it, i mean no matter how unreasonable you see the ncos as you dun understand their responsibilities and you dun have to do that much either.&lt;br /&gt;it dawned upon me that my one post really made a lot of sense. i might not LOVE snsj more than i used to, i shall learn not to regret any decisions cos i believe ultimately there has to be sth good frm it.. like ppl always say, there's always two sides to a story yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;today was a depressing day.. no matter what i shall tell myself there will always be these certain ppl understanding and standing by me. if i fall they'll be there to help me up and wait for me. if i cry they'll be there to lend me their shoulders. besides, if not for you all i'd have succumb to failure and unhappiness. all the devilish stuff la haha. thanks, you know who i'm referring to (:&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i can't bear to leave this as my last post.. it's like 2 yrs already yeah. blogging is just so much easier than a stupid diary la.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps after i get a bit free-er i start blogging again. but now i purposely took time to blog my last long post cos i didn't feel like doing lit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite sick of this rotting blog but well. can't bear to delete it either. then it shall continue rotting here after this (: decomposition goes back to the soil as nutrients doesn't it! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had been totally emo sigh. &lt;a href="mailto:$?^&amp;amp;*!@$@#$"&gt;$?^&amp;*!@$@#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am looking forward to better days ahead. just a month plus and i'm struggling.. not very good news huh.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for EVERYTHING to be over! &amp;amp;i mean everything. yeah x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i finish my last post. i'll miss this.&lt;br /&gt;nvm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bye babies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you've all been lovely, i swear &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-4429907712681080180?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/4429907712681080180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=4429907712681080180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/4429907712681080180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/4429907712681080180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2007/02/last.html' title='LAST :&apos;('/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-2787533578807017474</id><published>2007-02-03T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:09:07.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First.</title><content type='html'>i want to delete my posts.&lt;br /&gt;all 354 of them ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't blogged for long. &amp;since lots of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand lehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vday's coming! such significant, special day (: my sweet valentine &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for everything to be over! and why wasn't i born to be tall ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm depressed.&lt;/em&gt; maybe not as depressed as compared to any of the african children in famine but definitely not lesser than you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-2787533578807017474?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/2787533578807017474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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boring. ltr cca. chao sian.&lt;br /&gt;poc next week sia. so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i deduce the blogging is boring too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116856305845987159?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116856305845987159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116856305845987159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116856305845987159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116856305845987159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-116693353999335760</id><published>2006-12-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T12:12:20.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly i dun miss blogging at all. sad sia :( so many things happened since i last blogged. &amp;it's so hard to spell everything out (: see if you get my two quotes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIMPLE IS GOOD (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;life is a game of chances? haha okay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116693353999335760?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-116600877154844900</id><published>2006-12-13T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:19:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm blogging! cos bnco is over and i'm supposed to be overjoyed :D not the case, i'm missing camp la wahaha. can't believe i survived it. thank god man the tekan session wasn't anything worse than jtc's. got blue-black on pelvis bone! sigh perhaps can consider going anco without THOSE ppl eh haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after one month without blogging. i can't blog anymore. it just doesn't instill in my mind that bnco passssssed :P till i blog again! &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116600877154844900?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-116384367870733767</id><published>2006-11-18T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T17:54:39.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;today is my bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a wonderful bdae.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the gifts babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp is in 4 days' time. can't wait for everything to be &lt;strong&gt;over&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to mark this day as the &lt;em&gt;End-Of-Blogging Day&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sad right. but well. such endings are inevitable :(&lt;br /&gt;now let's observe 1118 minutes of silence :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLEMN&lt;/strong&gt; - no smiley faces :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; i blog again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116384367870733767?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116384367870733767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116384367870733767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116384367870733767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116384367870733767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-my-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116351806519939553</id><published>2006-11-14T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:27:48.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this shall be one of my last &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FEW &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;posts. i shall attempt to remove this temptation before next yr (: i mean, what good will do me if i continue blogging like crazy! at most more ppl dun like me only haha (: sigh i'll miss blogging. but since gets can't blog anymore too then aiya let's not blog tgthr haha (: i'm so bloody nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super fun today okay! (: i'm sorry to say i think 6E gathering &lt;em&gt;abit more fun&lt;/em&gt; than twopurity's la. just &lt;em&gt;ABIT&lt;/em&gt; more! &lt;strong&gt;though jj was being such a joke =,=&lt;/strong&gt; haha but it was fun (: 6E rocks eh :D that couple, sitting on the rocks, who were kissing for 4 whole hrs, were erm somewhat entertaining (: i tried to take a photo of them but they saw me trying! OMG lucky they never come down and box me and threaten me to delete the pic or whatsoever. but they not shy one meh! i mean, a bunch of teenagers situated less than 20 feet away frm them can see everything clearly eh! 4hours somemore ! not tired arh! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though my life isn't smooth-sailing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but with you, i know &lt;strong&gt;everything is worth it&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116351806519939553?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116351806519939553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116351806519939553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116351806519939553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116351806519939553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-this-shall-be-one-of-my-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116342126211993916</id><published>2006-11-13T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:34:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my bdae's 5 days' time ! so incredible (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i can't stand that funniest animal show on tvmobile okay. it's not even funny lor. it's insulting and lame and fake. those audience were damn obviously MADE to laugh okay ! boo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yew tee is you2 chi2 omg so funny pls. like oil pond or sth. what kind of fugly name is that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. can you believe it. next wed is minicomp :O&lt;br /&gt;wahh chionggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you just leave me alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;pose a threat to you, &lt;strong&gt;WHATTHESHIT&lt;/strong&gt;!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116342126211993916?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116342126211993916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116342126211993916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116342126211993916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116342126211993916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-bdaes-5-days-time-so-incredible.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116323800452411075</id><published>2006-11-11T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T17:40:04.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got B2 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jumps around and twirls in joy and laughter (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116323800452411075?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116323800452411075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116323800452411075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116323800452411075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116323800452411075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-got-b2-jumps-around-and-twirls-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116322237750791483</id><published>2006-11-11T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:20:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;strong&gt;BRENDA LEE JIA YING&lt;/strong&gt; ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're the best! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more than a junior ; more than a friend (:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tui hou very nice eh ! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;oh tomoe ! how to tag your tagboard! where where where is that slot thing! :O why you rah me? you okay! (:(:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116322237750791483?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116322237750791483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116322237750791483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116322237750791483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116322237750791483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-brenda-lee-jia-ying-d-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116308756190596414</id><published>2006-11-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:02:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend. You like to be able to talk about everything that is on your mind, and if your partner can't keep up, well, you know. You are very attracted to someone who can challenge you, and make you see things in a whole new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Perfect BF/GF Piechart - QuizGalaxy.com" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/bfgf_piechart-2-3-5-3-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shirley's lame-ass excuse to break up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I sense an impending doom between us - oh and by the way I want to break up"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=86"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'What is your lame-ass excuse to break up?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="410" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shirley will be haunted by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To play chess with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=105"&gt;'Whose" ghost will come back to haunt you?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quizzes before i turn in.. &lt;strong&gt;GOODNIGHT (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116308756190596414?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116308756190596414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116308756190596414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116308756190596414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116308756190596414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/intelligence-intelligence-is-most.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116307902240258015</id><published>2006-11-09T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:18:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jue dui superstar auditions chao funny! :D I SWEAR I SAW ONE OF THEM WITH GRACE'S BELT. i promise not to get crazy over this (: i'm not looking forward to the top 24. abit disappointing la. made me think of derrick. sigh, sad huh. those candidates damn funny can! got ppl called. &lt;strong&gt;CITY&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;DOT&lt;/strong&gt; de worh! haha i'm what, call me &lt;strong&gt;ROUND&lt;/strong&gt; la. and some &lt;strong&gt;ivan&lt;/strong&gt; looks qt cute but he shld trim his eyebrows :( some&lt;strong&gt; sheila&lt;/strong&gt; person, whoever that is, looks like &lt;strong&gt;chanel&lt;/strong&gt;! is that &lt;strong&gt;pierre&lt;/strong&gt; in anyway? he's amusing la. oh and there's a difference btwn funny and amusing okay! funny is like, clown kind of funny, like wahahahaha you know. amusing is, haha so funny, as in, aiya dunno how to say leh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but there's a difference okay! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;bought&lt;/s&gt; took a whole lot of toners moisturisers facial creams conditioners today. cos apparently mama took part in this lucky draw and got a $100 voucher of this specific brand which i forgot. haha unbelievable right ! &lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt; was like laughing her head off :O the voucher had to be used on that day, so we were practically taking all the skincare stuff for free, take and throw into the trolley like we owned the shopping mall. feel dolled-up (: haven't touched anything yet though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh i'm super pissed with the sales&lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUNTIE&lt;/strong&gt; okay! she was like, "eh &lt;em&gt;next time you HAVE&lt;/em&gt; freckles dark spots pimples wrinkles [and spelled out every single problem any woman can have] , must come and buy this type of cream okay! very useful one!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i tried to hide all my unhappiness and nodded. &lt;strong&gt;wth such evil curse!&lt;/strong&gt; like. &lt;em&gt;next time you have arh!&lt;/em&gt; not "next time &lt;em&gt;IF&lt;/em&gt; you have" or "next time you &lt;em&gt;MIGHT&lt;/em&gt; have"! though &lt;em&gt;might have&lt;/em&gt; sounds terrible too. oh bloody shit what kind of sales approach is this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss you! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after just a few hours! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm madly in love haha :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh bring back my &lt;s&gt;bonnie&lt;/s&gt; darling to me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you! :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116307902240258015?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116307902240258015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116307902240258015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116307902240258015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116307902240258015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/jue-dui-superstar-auditions-chao-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116297766526797417</id><published>2006-11-08T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:17:12.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHO BELIEVE I'VE GOT ABS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chalet was fun! :D i love everyone la seriously (: though i was super tired i couldn't train properly today :( talked abt so much things, so proud of our girls' most admirable trait (: talk and talk and gossip and gossip until 3.30am. then i tired and peiwen also tired tomoe also tired siyun also tired so we went to sleepppp :D dunno what happened to the rest in the end. heard they played cards (: oh ya and i went to 2 houses to bathe today before coming back. cool right. wahh this post so nice; smiley faces all over! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this new skin is so nice right! so simple. one flower. that's it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG what's wrong with you. you were never never like that, then all of a sudden what, overwhelmed by greed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can you stop attracting attention, it's not going to get you what you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;work for it, c'mon. if not just shut the hell up and accept what's LIFE (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the way you make yourself sound like, all the pretence and act you're putting on are really pissing me la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stop being so bloody fake can, all we see are your crocodile tears and you &lt;s&gt;dumbly&lt;/s&gt; thought your plan worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean, what the hell can you stop &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to make yourself sound like a poor terrible victim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know what you want to achieve in the end, clean and clear. but we see that too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;good luck okay, since that's what you choose to do to achieve your goal *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay nvm. whatever you do has nothing to do with me. it's just that you had to stoop so low and so pathetic to win. i mean. fine, &lt;em&gt;it will work HOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;let's see who's on your side in the end.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116297766526797417?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116297766526797417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116297766526797417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116297766526797417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116297766526797417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-believe-ive-got-abs-chalet-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116282092574668219</id><published>2006-11-06T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:48:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I knew this was going to happen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my &lt;s&gt;hard&lt;/s&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;i just have to accept it right. fine.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you tried your best already, and that's enough for me (:&lt;br /&gt;i don't care about what other people say.&lt;br /&gt;if they don't appreciate it, it's okay!&lt;br /&gt;cos i know you tried, and that's all matters (:&lt;br /&gt;it's the experience that will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to know; all can't be done without you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for having to bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;or should i say, thanks, for just being there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WILL DO &lt;em&gt;YOU &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROUD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos i'm already very very proud of you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116282092574668219?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116282092574668219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116282092574668219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116282092574668219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116282092574668219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-knew-this-was-going-to-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116282326260805908</id><published>2006-11-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:27:44.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my many years of experience in my profession (:&lt;br /&gt;you're feeling lonely and depressed now huh, cos you're desperate la (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116282326260805908?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116282326260805908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116282326260805908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116282326260805908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116282326260805908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-according-to-my-many-years-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116264151365243882</id><published>2006-11-04T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T19:58:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun la, kind of. though those &lt;s&gt;teenagers&lt;/s&gt; ADULTS are damn childish. that man very sad leh ! run swim bike until so cham liao in the end still kena mocked at :( dirty water to wash face eh ! sad life right :( not to mention that &lt;s&gt;teenager&lt;/s&gt; adult looked like my cousin :O &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and omg stnicks was such a disgrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is &lt;em&gt;affectionately&lt;/em&gt; known as &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Secret Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116264151365243882?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116264151365243882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116264151365243882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116264151365243882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width="375" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="center" height="80"&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirley's Halloween ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;You will dress up as &lt;b&gt;A life preserver&lt;/b&gt;, despite earlier plans.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gets&lt;/b&gt; will get you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A hotel key to room 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Siyun&lt;/b&gt; will get you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt; will get you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A time-stopping watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Melissa&lt;/b&gt; will get you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clearly tampered with candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jiamin&lt;/b&gt; will get you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A poorly carved jack-o-lantern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000" height="5"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116229648483292939?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116229648483292939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116229648483292939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116229648483292939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116229648483292939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/shirleys-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116229606531912216</id><published>2006-10-31T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:01:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is her bloody problem. wtf it's my fault?! i left at 2.30pm eh! aiya stupid la. not that angry now. why that susie so da4 jing1 xiao3 guai4? last yr she didn't even care lor &gt;:( &lt;strong&gt;FINE. &lt;/strong&gt;drink and drive huh :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i wanna step down :(&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116229606531912216?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116229606531912216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116229606531912216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116229606531912216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116229606531912216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-her-bloody-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116221610342029972</id><published>2006-10-30T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:48:24.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="401" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/tombstone-Shirley-3.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41"&gt;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116221610342029972?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116221610342029972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116221610342029972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116221610342029972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116221610342029972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116221419054797981</id><published>2006-10-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:16:31.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm guilty after being sad for a day.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry tomoe, for blocking you on msn for an hour cos, ya.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry gets, for blaming you when you didn't get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry rachel, it's the umpteenth time i'm sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh what's wrong with &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116221419054797981?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116221419054797981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116221419054797981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116221419054797981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116221419054797981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-guilty-after-being-sad-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116220795125375379</id><published>2006-10-30T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:52:31.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you wanted it, and we gave you what you wanted. and you think we're a bunch of nuisance and you've got to &lt;s&gt;spend&lt;/s&gt; waste time and effort and saliva and money to entertain us? what is wrong with you la. i mean. &lt;strong&gt;you &lt;s&gt;kindly&lt;/s&gt; asked for it.&lt;/strong&gt; and we gave you KINDLY. what, we're bugging you? I SEE. after all these crap you're just going to decide on what &lt;u&gt;i &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; you would&lt;/u&gt;. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look like joan huh. -faints and drops down the cliff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly got very sad just now during trng. i dunno. it had been a long time since i had that feeling. dun ask me what it is, i can't explain either. period. i dun want to say anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116220795125375379?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116220795125375379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116220795125375379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116220795125375379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116220795125375379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-wanted-it-and-we-gave-you-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116203550453289391</id><published>2006-10-28T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:38:27.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirley --&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely extreme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="410" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 12pt" align="middle"&gt;How will you die a horrible horrible death?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall into a bottomless pit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="bottom" height="30"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #0099cc" href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;Shirley will go to jail for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setting your partners underwear on fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=53"&gt;'What" sexual activity will you go to jail for?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizuniverse.com"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116203550453289391?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116203550453289391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116203550453289391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116203550453289391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116203550453289391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/shirley-adjective-extremely-extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116195573765497561</id><published>2006-10-27T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:39:11.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/1600/obituary-Shirley-10-10-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/320/obituary-Shirley-10-10-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. jealous sia, prince charles leh! better than what, teenage ninja turtles? paris hilton? i've never felt so proud of prince charles before muahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just submitted my choices. feeling down. missing twopurity again. i love jiamin la, i'm so glad we got the exact choices altgthr (: though she got like 3 whole percent more than me. i dun care. love is more abt just grades :O&lt;br /&gt;yeah i started the trend of tributes first! like what, gets siyun tomoe jiamin all my disciples yes? and 2 ppl are typing like me, i'm honoured. i wasn't supposed to be typing in the oh-so-famous ahlian lang. wo shi liu2 xing2 zhu3 jiao4! yucks i hate that song. nvm it's not the point (: my brother got me a new wallet today, he woke up miraculously and started praising me for "a job well done". wth, i'm convinced he's up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'll miss regina squeezing my hand during national anthem on the track. sigh it's just so sad la. i never rmb having this kinda lost feeling last yr when charity was splited. i mean, i was sad la, but not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; sad. hope she's fine with all her vomitting now (:&lt;br /&gt;i dun like marilyn monroe, she's so bitchy. she's only known for purposely letting her skirt fly and then cover it while smiling like an idiot. she died a horrible death i think. but i dun give a shit. enough said abt that insignificant figure. jiamin didn't know she was dead alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth she's hot!? no figure, no looks, no height, no boobs, no butt. haha i sound jealous don't i. but i'm seriously not la. i dun give a shit either. she's a cheap woman who goes arnd kissing guys like nothing and stripping for them la (:&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to our class chalet! though i haven't thought of a lie yet. i look forward to 6e cls gathering too, it'll be damn fun la i bet. i hope everyone goes. jared greenwood, if you're reading this, you can't stalk me okay. you can try if you want, good luck (:&lt;br /&gt;i think yvonne lim is a good actress, her acting skills very natural la. fiona xie shld learn frm her. if she hasn't got her assets to flaunt and her act-cute accent no matter where she goes, she wouldn't have gone so far (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh the PSI is like going up and up and up, it was 25 in the morning, then 30+ in the afternoon, 40+ in the evening, now it's 51. sad la. my nostrils hairs have become so used to filtering dirt; i probably feel choked in the morning. huixian sent me a nice msg this morning and i've been in a good mood thru out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm worried abt minicomp.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sian. i feel stupid and cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you needed me, i was there for you, as always. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i needed you, you went away and ignored me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116195573765497561?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116195573765497561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116195573765497561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116195573765497561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116195573765497561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116161627949154897</id><published>2006-10-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:11:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to say so much abt how disappointed with joan and myself and everything, but well. i shld just forget everything la, if i carry on worrying like that i'll lose all my hair in no time. i just talked to her over the phone, i hope i woke her up (: i mean, there are inevitable things to bear with in life right. i'll be happier this way too i suppose. yeah, after reading jiamin's post i was like, life's easier when you see it positively, &lt;strong&gt;more easily satisfied people are happier people&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha did you ever know that sea lions are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEXAYYE creatures&lt;/span&gt;! they must have sex for more than 30 times a day! wahaha i bet you never knew lor, cos i didn't. it's so. incredible la. not tired meh. they are probably panting away la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha why is that xiaxue blogger so famous arh. what is she famous for anyway? though her posts really qt entertaining la. it's just so silly to hear all those words from a 22-yr-old &lt;s&gt;mature&lt;/s&gt; woman. i mean, she's 22 alr okay. if you ever notice her lang :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you also thought that G-cup is the biggest anyone can ever go right. do you know there's a HH-cup. wth i can see my bro's mind whirling. HH-cup eh! crazy i thought C-cup was heavy enough. now who says fiona xie's are big! there's this woman whose assets are sized 50HH eh, and they actually knocked someone out. as in literally, bumped into someone and that person fainted. haha how can that be possible lor :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, pimples grown on different parts of your face shows different signs of your current mental state. it's so amusing la,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;outbreak(s) on nose = beware love triangle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;outbreak(s) on forehead = problems to be solved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;outbreak(s) on right cheek = secret admirer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;outbreak(s) on left cheek = Mr/Mrs Right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;outbreak(s) around mouth = misunderstandings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha that time i got outbreaks on my, eh, left cheek eh! what Mr/Mrs Right! wherewherewhere. all shit la aiya. but it's good for entertainment huh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggot wahaha! sad la the mother give her a name that sounds like maggot. call me lizard baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i so love twopurity (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;quiet&lt;/em&gt; class sitting there, amongst the grass, the trees and knowledge :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;gets&lt;/strong&gt; so much, frm a bitch on the first day of sch to a beauty camouflaged in a beast's skin, she brought joy into my life and made me happyhappyhappy (: you can never understand my love for her. she holds a special place in my heart! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;rachel&lt;/strong&gt; so much, from being my dearest classmate for 2 yrs, and bitching with me in a nice way. it's just so sad to know that we aren't going into the same class again, i'll miss her alot alot alot. now, as a competent ACL of SNGG, i'm proud of her and will always love her as much as i've always do :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;melissa&lt;/strong&gt; so much, thru her i see serenity and tranquility. her tai-tai disposition makes her stand out so, she's one true simple friend okay (: the natural laughter she creates brings about such light atmosphere, who can ever bear to let her go. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MORE THAN WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, melissa, is all we need (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;karchian&lt;/strong&gt; so much, for allowing her phone to be meddled with and wallet to be flipped inside out. i'm nevertheless jealous of her tall status, and her remarkable character of stability and strength :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;tomoe&lt;/strong&gt; so much, she was there when i needed advice, comfort and simply, just a shoulder or a listening ear. without her everything wld be so meaningless, she knows i can't do without her, and she can't do without me either huh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank&lt;strong&gt; siyun&lt;/strong&gt; so much, she's ever-so-amusing and brought much laughter into my world. if i get to choose, &lt;em&gt;i'll choose to meet her again&lt;/em&gt;. her realistic and downtoearth character inspires me and sparks me on with life. i wish her the best of luck in future and may she prospers like Wang Lung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;porlin&lt;/strong&gt; so much, talking to her seems carefree and easy, it's like. seeing things frm a child's point of view. i'm sorry for saying that she resembles my brother's classmate, i've grown to realise that, it's actually nothing but an insult to her. i'm sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank&lt;strong&gt; shannen&lt;/strong&gt; so much, i might not know what all those japanese stuff she wrote in those letters, but i'm thankful for meeting her in my lifetime and &lt;strong&gt;it's all i could ask for&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;karon&lt;/strong&gt; so much, for sharing cristiano ronaldo's love with me and so many more things. i couldn't accept torres cos i love her too much to fight :D i've acknowledged her as Mrs Fernando Torres, happy or not, &lt;u&gt;she deserves what's rightfully hers&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;yuqing&lt;/strong&gt; so much, for providing me with all the juicyye info on wannabes in the outer world interlinked with stnicks. when life gets boring, it's nice to hear gossips in and out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt; so much, a natural comedian-ess (?), i love her so much i just wanna bring that gorgeous out for a spin. and &lt;strong&gt;jiamin&lt;/strong&gt; too. who says i can't bring two babies out for a spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a song for twopurity, one and only twopurity which opened my eyes and brought me joy and love. everyday was a &lt;em&gt;brand new day&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;twopurity&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because &lt;strong&gt;You Loved Me&lt;/strong&gt; - Celine Dion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For all those times you stood by me&lt;br /&gt;For all the truth that you made me see&lt;br /&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made right&lt;br /&gt;For every dream you made come true&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever thankful baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who held me up&lt;br /&gt;Never let me fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who saw me through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;You saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;You gave me faith cos you believed&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything I am&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;You touched my hand I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;You said no star was out of reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You stood by me and I stood tall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I had your love I had it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm grateful for each day you gave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe I don't know that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But I know this much is true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was blessed because I was loved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You gave me faith cos you believed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were always there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The tender wind that carried me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A light in the dark shining your love into my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You've been my inspiration &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Through the lies you were the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My world is a better place because of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were my strength when I was weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You were my eyes when I couldn't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You saw the best there was in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lifted me up when I couldn't reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You gave me faith cos you believed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm everything I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116161627949154897?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116161627949154897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116161627949154897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116161627949154897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116161627949154897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wanted-to-say-so-much-abt-how.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116151169350746578</id><published>2006-10-22T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:08:13.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Superstar - Jamelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;People always talk about (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All the things their all about (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Write it on a piece of paper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got a feeling i'll see you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's something bout this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lets keep it moving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And if its good lets just get something cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coz i really wanna rock with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm feeling some connection to the things you do.(you do, you do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Chorus:]I dont know what it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That makes me feel like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I dont know who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But &lt;u&gt;you must be some kind of &lt;strong&gt;superstar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,(you just make me wanna &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; puke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Baby take a look around (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everybody's getting down (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Deal with all the problems later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bad boys on their best behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's something bout you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lets keep it moving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And if it's good lets just get something cooking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz i really wanna rock with you&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm feeling some connection to the things you do,(you do, you do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't know what it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That makes me feel like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't know who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you must be some kind of superstar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,(you just make me wanna &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; puke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like the way your movin' (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just get into the groove and then (you just make me wanna &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; puke),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If you just put pen to paper (ey oh ey oh ey oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got that feeling i'll see you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Make your move, can we get a little closer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You rock it just like you're supposed to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey boy i ain't got nothing more to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coz you just make me wanna play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't know what it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That makes me feel like this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gotta be, gotta be a superstar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All eyes on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116151169350746578?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116151169350746578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116151169350746578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116151169350746578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116151169350746578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/superstar-jamelia-people-always-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116126571344763914</id><published>2006-10-19T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:48:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I L-O-S-T &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;VOICE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116126571344763914?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116126571344763914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116126571344763914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116126571344763914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116126571344763914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-l-o-s-t-my-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116109483062947273</id><published>2006-10-17T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:20:31.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever felt like, you've got so much to blog abt when you get home, but when you finally reached home you forget everything you want to say. erghh fuck it. so brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going to get reshuffled again for the 4th time :( my life is hard. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand having to hover over the taskbar before appearing. so troublesome. why must it &lt;em&gt;vanish through the doors&lt;/em&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth is wrong with my mother la. cry cry cry. dun say why somemore. not teenager liao lehs still pms arhs. i bet papa and mama's marriage is on the rocks or sth lors. aiya almost 40 liao, i expect them to solve this problem themselves la. papa got another woman is it?&lt;br /&gt;okay no, mama tells me. her friend, my friends' mama, sad case la. her husband, my father's &lt;em&gt;BEST FRIEND&lt;/em&gt;, has a baby outside leh! pre-marital affair after 16 yrs jiu suan le, got baby somemore wth la! off to hell he goes erghh. but qt sad leh. yvonne alr 15 yrs old liao then her father come do this to the family. okay lor, good lor, kena divorced lor. treat it as nothing happen before somemore! walao, want both women, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;which bloody woman can stand it la&lt;/span&gt;! sad case, they last time qt lovey-dovey de nehzx. aiyoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha i can't stand britney spears' &lt;strong&gt;oops i did it again&lt;/strong&gt;. the talking part was like. OMG WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you shouldn't have.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Boy : Baby i went down to get it for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Spears&lt;/s&gt; Federline : Aww you shouldn't have *flirts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha paris hilton's new catch looks damn hilarious. james neate haha! wahh be paris hilton's bf qt sad leh, kena dumped after a short while. tabloids all care abt that bitch gf only, stole bf's limelight sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg fiona xie's stomach is as big as her boobs :O standing next to yvonne lim makes her look, overall, BIGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so into english oldies nowdays for some bloody reason. the Beatles' songs where got nice! but their hairstyles qt cute leh, like wigs la wahaha. they are the only band who earned that much money okay! cool huh. but "HELP" qt entertaining leh, like. &lt;strong&gt;HELLLPPPP !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Help! I need somebody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Help! not just anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Help, you know I need someone, help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john lennon very sad leh, shot at 40 yrs old, at aorta! lost 80% of his blood omg! aiyo. according to wikipedia, he's a good songwriter la :( &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8th greatest British sia :(&lt;/span&gt; sad la father walked out on him when he was 5, during ww2 :( he very brave lehs, say the &lt;s&gt;lousy&lt;/s&gt; Beatles more popular than Jesus! wth la haha. no wonder kena protested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell laura i love her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell laura i need her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.cis.net/sammy/laura.htm"&gt;http://users.cis.net/sammy/laura.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like, TELL LAURA I&lt;strong&gt; LAUGH&lt;/strong&gt; HER to me; but the chorus is nice eh, some 1960 song sia. i rock la. but the lyrics damn meaningful la, like saying story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116109483062947273?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116109483062947273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116109483062947273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116109483062947273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116109483062947273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-ever-felt-like-youve-got-so.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116081609215971331</id><published>2006-10-14T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:54:53.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;when a box of tissue paper doesn't help ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i read siyun's post, and felt super bui song too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing is going well for me. i can just go bang my head against the wall and decompose into the soil and do i produce methane? whatever la. i passed my eoys okay, i'm happy. what more do you want! not everyone can get 85/100 like other ppl! what is wrong with you la. nothing i do makes you happy huh. go for comp, you say i dun spend time studying anymore. dun go for comp, you say i'm slacking at home. what do you want? whatwhatwhat!&lt;br /&gt;besides, i slogged my guts out. for comp for everything. and you just give me _ _ _ _ and expect me to accept her and change her and give her a chance? life isn't fair i know. but you wun understand. you are not thinking frm my point of view. &lt;s&gt;all you cared was whatever you had to do was done.&lt;/s&gt; it's easy to say these cliche stuff okay, but if you were me, can you do it? so i'm just&lt;strong&gt; a rotten fucking kiddo who goes arnd insisting on my way &lt;/strong&gt;huh. thanks, cos of you, i'll pick myself out frm the ruins and strive even harder. at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt; I'LL PROVE TO YOU THAT YOUR LOUSY PLAN BACKFIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can you stop bugging me. i've got no time to comfort you when i'm not in the best mood either. please. i need my own space. you had been nice, but enough is enough. if you wanna stay as friends you'll better fuck off okay, and i'm dead serious. you go find yourself a new entertainer. if not, porlin welcomes you with open arms (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dun care if you pon cca to go out with your friends, or that the ma'ams just love you to bits, you can't pon trngs like whenever you want to okay. my last mcomp had to be such a disaster. please dun disappoint me anymore. it's hard enough to even accept this alr. and _ _ _ _, if you wanna go for zcomp, you have to work hard and not give me that face all the time please. if not you can just dream abt it la. maybe i might grow to like you, but wells. for the meantime i just hope you might change just this bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. since things have to go this way, i'm taking it to my stride and just pray a miracle might happen huh. maybe He just has better plans for me, like what gets said. &lt;em&gt;i really cannot bear another reshuffle.&lt;/em&gt; i promise i'll try to accept her, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i promise&lt;/span&gt;. i still wanna win, though not as much, but wells. perhaps she might be good, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love brenda lee jia ying.&lt;/span&gt; it's just so amazing how i can ever say that. &lt;s&gt;i'm not supposed to love jnrs.&lt;/s&gt; she simply rocks okay. if she didn't exist in my grp i'll seriously have broken down. in spite of all unhappiness she's my &lt;strong&gt;joy and comfort&lt;/strong&gt; :O thanks BRENDA :D you're the &lt;s&gt;apple&lt;/s&gt; potential zcomp member of my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116081609215971331?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116081609215971331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116081609215971331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116081609215971331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116081609215971331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-box-of-tissue-paper-doesnt-help-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116075293519821839</id><published>2006-10-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:22:15.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;strong&gt;GETHSEMANIE YAP JIA WAY&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goddess (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116075293519821839?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116075293519821839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116075293519821839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116075293519821839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116075293519821839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-gethsemanie-yap-jia-way-d-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116074773561944532</id><published>2006-10-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:55:36.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not about the position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that after so much all you think i care is &lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt; superficial, if all i wanted was that LOUSY post i would be chiong-ing instead of getting all depressed here okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i hope joan proves me wrong :'(&lt;/span&gt; if not i can just go PNG earlier, like in late november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you so much&lt;/span&gt; okay, i'm all genuine and sincere :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt;, yes &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, ought to sense the sacarsm in my tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116074773561944532?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116074773561944532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116074773561944532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116074773561944532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116074773561944532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-not-about-position.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116040264365312927</id><published>2006-10-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:08:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun, yes it was. super fun. and i like our neoprints (: hopefully melissa scans them so i can get them frm her. it's such a disgrace to say that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno how to use my scanner&lt;/span&gt;. hmms wait for siyun to upload her photos. i love kbox okay. abit we went to the opera gallery and it was, eh, i'm sorry melissa, quite boring la. i can't appreciate such arts okay. it just keep occuring to me that i could scribble better than THAT xP&lt;br /&gt;i love 2purity :D wahaha the couple at the mrt today was so so so funny. i dun mean to be offensive la, but 2 &lt;s&gt;fat&lt;/s&gt; lions cuddling up tgthr omg it's damn hilarious la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a sad life. i shld just jump down the building okay. my father thinks i have a boyfriend. and. &lt;em&gt;eh since i cannot do well in my studies i might as well just marry off hor. &lt;/em&gt;hello, it doesn't mean that if yvonne has 9 boyfriends i will too okay ! and even if i do. what is wrong with you. i wun be depending on you my whole life, i'll scram someday, elope or sth, to a beggar a cook a priest a servant a slave whatever la &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mother says. i shldn't quarrel with my brother all the time cos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it might lead to some divorce&lt;/span&gt;. wahaha she cares more of her husband and herself la. i dun care okay. i dun care. he might be a good husband, but he's somewhat not a good father &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother. the most problematic. what is wrong with him what what what ! stop banning me frm everything can ! limited account somemore. and please la. &lt;strong&gt;get a life.&lt;/strong&gt; get your own friends. stop adding my friends on msn and friendster omg la. bloody asshole. i'm so pissed, and i'm giving my brother away &lt;u&gt;foc&lt;/u&gt; okay&lt;/u&gt;. and he's probably gay la. ask kane omg :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some poser, think i dunno who she is. she's dead okay. dun think i dunno who you are ! wahaha &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you're so D-E-A-D&lt;/span&gt;. what kind of fugly email did you create under my name anyway. it's lame and childish and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and minicom is in 1 month's time and my grp isn't even complete la. &lt;strong&gt;yes i'm worried.&lt;/strong&gt; then now it has to be reshuffled. wahh add on to my agony ): how can anyone bear reshuffling 3 times. it's horrible okay :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is going to be damn interesting hor. day of reflection sia : shall take more act cute photos with melissa tmr :D abit i thought today was a wonderful day. okay it's not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i'm straightforward and blah-uhem&lt;u&gt;those&lt;em&gt;evil&lt;/em&gt;stuff&lt;/u&gt;uhem-blah if you can't stand me it's your problem okay you aren't going to disrupt my life like that :D hor teckwai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i suck ; my life sucks. &lt;strong&gt;i'm tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm so looking forward to 6E class gathering! yeahh man :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116040264365312927?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116040264365312927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116040264365312927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116040264365312927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116040264365312927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-fun-yes-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116023695205218861</id><published>2006-10-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:02:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PSI : 140 currently :O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog before papa comes back :( referring to my aug23 post, belinda DID trigger a heart attack in me. lalala the ghost film channel8 is showing now is so not scary la :( sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shucks papa is back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116023695205218861?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116023695205218861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116023695205218861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116023695205218861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116023695205218861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/psi-140-currently-o-i-shall-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116019405676506414</id><published>2006-10-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:07:37.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since so many ppl missed me *gloats*, i shall blog long long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbox on monday ! :D wahahaha. finally all over (((: then still have the dumb review paper thing. what is that for la ! hao lame worhhzxs. want to make me sadder all over again right. sian. face the music lor. at most let papa nag abt how hard he's working for me only. and how meaningless his life is. if i can't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I CAN'T&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;he has to face it too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minicom is coming. like really coming. and my no4 just tell me "&lt;em&gt;hey i cannot go for minicom&lt;/em&gt;" and expect me to say &lt;strong&gt;OKAY&lt;/strong&gt; or sth. i'm probably the last few to know la. so nice pls, she's so nice, so nice to me. thanks so much la. seriously dun have to hate me until like that lor. *smiles bitterly* nvm i shall try to convince myself. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we wun split okay&lt;/span&gt;. not just cos of her, which is so not worth it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jared greenwood is so entertaining la wahaha. most entertaining one so far :O 6 reasons somemore ! who knows maybe it's just one of &lt;strong&gt;them&lt;/strong&gt;, but aiya too bad i dun care la haha (: they must be so sad i didn't say. eh. &lt;em&gt;i'd love to stead pls.&lt;/em&gt; sorry la I'M AN &lt;u&gt;EGO BITCH&lt;/u&gt; MA HOR. *rolls my eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for anonymous ppl to tag my blog. haha then i can decide on a password :D i think my url sounds bitchy. but then again, i'm an ego bitch ma. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw sth two days ago. Man A, this horrigible man who is probably attempting suicide, crossed the road when it was the red man and there were still cars driving la. Man B, saw a car coming in Man A's direction, but Man A was too obsessed with moving on to heaven to notice the bloody car. so Man B, using his &lt;em&gt;natural, basic, first instinct&lt;/em&gt;, pulled him back by his arm. HOW NICE RIGHT. but anyway. Man A took two steps back and used him other arm to brush Man B's arm off. no thankyou no smile no reward nothing. EVEN NICER. he saved your life okay! you never give him $10,000 reward jiu suan le, still brush his hand off like nothing happen like that. singaporeans arhs. always like that la. &lt;strong&gt;always want to receive than give&lt;/strong&gt;. aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my life is horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tian mi yue ding - 183club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;making love out of nothing - air supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116019405676506414?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116019405676506414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116019405676506414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116019405676506414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116019405676506414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/since-so-many-ppl-missed-me-gloats-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-116013020611362120</id><published>2006-10-06T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:23:26.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i see you smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy zhong qiu jie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jared greenwood is so amusing me. internet arhs. really not simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-116013020611362120?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116013020611362120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=116013020611362120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116013020611362120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/116013020611362120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-see-you-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115668945846657939</id><published>2006-08-27T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:37:50.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so we're the "bunch of idiots" you referring to. look, nobody forced you to do it yourself okayy. besides, if you can't do it you can tell us earlier. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and you don't promise things you can't do.&lt;/span&gt; now i'm trying to help, you dun accept. so what is your prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dun tell ppl you can't do it on friday, 10mins ltr say you can, then saturday say you can't, saturday night can, next sunday morning say you can't. 6 hrs ltr sunday night CANNOT. i'm begging you to send me the proj despite the unhappy cries frm my father for my cca committments and YOU JUST SHUT UP LIKE THAT AND TREAT ME LIKE I NEVER EXISTED AND TALK AS IF WE BULLY YOU SO YOU DAMN WEI QU LA IS IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if you don't want our help fine, don't sound as if we didn't want to help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for being so responsible and magnanimous by the way. i couldn't love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;natalie&lt;/span&gt;, i just want to say that I'M &lt;strong&gt;TERRIFIED&lt;/strong&gt; OF YOU.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aren't you honoured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115668945846657939?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115668945846657939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115668945846657939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115668945846657939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115668945846657939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-so-were-bunch-of-idiots-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115642912592810558</id><published>2006-08-24T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:18:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'm temperamental and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M &lt;u&gt;SORRY&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115642912592810558?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115642912592810558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115642912592810558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115642912592810558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115642912592810558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-temperamental-and-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115634026127862742</id><published>2006-08-23T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T21:48:47.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i love rebecca bloomwood (:&lt;/strong&gt; i wanna marry luke brandon like her yeahh. so cool i get to spend all the money i want without blinking. like ehs. "SINCE I'M IN DEBT ALREADY doesn't matter anymore la." wahaha. i reckon that being &lt;em&gt;tarquin's wife&lt;/em&gt; is cooler though i bet he's uglier too. &lt;strong&gt;dun you just love fiction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's trng suck. haha it was obvious that i wld scold belinda someday. and i &lt;em&gt;ALMOST&lt;/em&gt; did. yeahh i didn't. that wasn't scolding was it ? hmms. she shldn't roll her fucking eyes at me. i mean. &lt;em&gt;EHS. wake up lehs.&lt;/em&gt; you may not have gotten whoever you want but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's not my problem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; and if you can't go for minicomp you'll better tell me early, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dun &lt;u&gt;trigger a &lt;em&gt;heart attack&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agi trng on sat ! rehearsal on sun ! yucks what is &lt;s&gt;their&lt;/s&gt; my prob. wells, on positive thoughts, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; weekend i'm going for this rubbish. last. no more. no more ever again. that's nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does &lt;u&gt;bnco seem nearer than minicomp&lt;/u&gt;. nvm i shall &lt;strong&gt;wrk hard for both&lt;/strong&gt; (: like how i shall work hard for the nursing plan and the stupid &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;physics test&lt;/span&gt; on friday (: admit it, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i rock and you just can't stop lovin` me&lt;/span&gt; huh. i wonder if this will stir a discussion among those &lt;s&gt;lousy&lt;/s&gt; anons (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm not a good leader.&lt;/strong&gt; i'm not supposed to tolerate your nonsensical behaviour okayy. get that right before i make further actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115634026127862742?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115634026127862742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115634026127862742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115634026127862742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115634026127862742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-rebecca-bloomwood-i-wanna-marry.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115625592619469005</id><published>2006-08-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:12:08.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my first ever minicomp trng as a leader ended off successfully and happily today (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't hurl at belinda cos she &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; going overboard; but brenda was great and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she rocks&lt;/span&gt; :D jazreel couldn't come, but it was still qt okay (: i'm surprised at how &lt;em&gt;miraculous &lt;/em&gt;it was for belinda &lt;u&gt;to berhenti so nicely at the sight of shuhying&lt;/u&gt; haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;. yucks i'm such a lousy thang. i'm supposed to be able to talk and scream for hours and days perfectly well. and when rockey told us 2 hrs 45 mins for maths paper i was dumbfounded la sorry. how do i keep my mouth shut for 3 hrs. &lt;em&gt;IT'S &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM&lt;/s&gt;POSSIBLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sorry.&lt;br /&gt;erghh it hurts a lot a lot ehs. my grp'd better appreciate &lt;u&gt;me and my effort &lt;/u&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so &lt;strong&gt;embarrassed&lt;/strong&gt; of myself. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't kekenan pusing on the march properly !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to think i was even teaching brenda and belinda a min before.&lt;/span&gt; i suck la it's so embarrassing and &lt;u&gt;that wasn't my &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;mistake&lt;/u&gt;. i'd better &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wake up&lt;/span&gt; before i get a &lt;strong&gt;sec2 'o7 zcomp leader&lt;/strong&gt; or sth hors (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wells belinda and brenda improved &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: especially brenda (: i'm proud of them &lt;s&gt;and myself&lt;/s&gt; SERIOUS :D yay they rock we all rock :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ruiyi ehs, i was like looking at eunice's photo album, then it's like so sad. like even if ruiyi comes back she wld have forgotten that shirley lau even existed :( it's damn sad la. now purity has lost something. &lt;em&gt;SOMEONE &lt;strong&gt;MEMORABLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2103248185"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2103248185&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/1600/byebye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/320/byebye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/1600/byeagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/320/byeagain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops are we not supposed to take pictures in the airport ! aiya don't care already; it's my last memory of ruiyi :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dun like you ! ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115625592619469005?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115625592619469005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115625592619469005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115625592619469005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115625592619469005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-first-ever-minicomp-trng-as-leader.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115605049936276226</id><published>2006-08-20T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T13:08:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;u&gt;certified&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alcohol&lt;/em&gt;ic&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115605049936276226?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115605049936276226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115605049936276226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115605049936276226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115605049936276226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-certified-alcoholic.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115590723747379274</id><published>2006-08-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T21:20:38.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;shirley + brenda + jazreel + belinda = !?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms someday i shall change "!?" to sth else. sth nice haha. but i can't define now haha :) i'm contented la, although ivy &lt;s&gt;snatched&lt;/s&gt; got my wanjuan :'( belinda &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;needs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;extra private footdrill tuition&lt;/u&gt; :( how malu is it when belinda's leader is specifically asked for ! arghh i shall be &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate her lors, how could she be such a &lt;strong&gt;traitor&lt;/strong&gt; ! she didn't have to pick on me &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; way. i mean. i know that's not what she thinks; she just wants to be seemed as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;weak and vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;. fine lors you won la happy. you must be &lt;strong&gt;fuming mad&lt;/strong&gt; now, i've actually gotten sth &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; than you do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was terrible :( i dun rmb pumping so much in history. and we were supposed to run 5 rounds ? awww i feel like &lt;em&gt;laughing and crying at the same time&lt;/em&gt;. till now my palms are still red and even with slacks my knees still hurt. &lt;strong&gt;ouch i'm indulging in self-pity. &lt;/strong&gt;oh and i noticed the word 'lethargic' was repeated thrice today. is it &lt;em&gt;THE &lt;/em&gt;new word ! it's like so weird la lethargic here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denise is so amused by our water cheer today. that's bizarre. but wells. it's not surprising anymore haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm finally looking forward to minicom (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115590723747379274?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115590723747379274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115590723747379274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115590723747379274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115590723747379274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/shirley-brenda-jazreel-belinda-hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115581583308001430</id><published>2006-08-17T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T20:00:32.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my two &lt;s&gt;lovely&lt;/s&gt; cousins threw my &lt;strong&gt;pads&lt;/strong&gt; all over the place and i had to throw them away. rummage thru my &lt;strong&gt;bag&lt;/strong&gt; and played with my &lt;strong&gt;wallet&lt;/strong&gt; and left my &lt;strong&gt;ezlink card&lt;/strong&gt; lying sadly lonely under the sofa. &lt;u&gt;pages from my books&lt;/u&gt; fly all over the house and i've not eaten &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not studying for maths test anymore&lt;/em&gt; - i'm like super pissed with my grandma's sister brother whatever la. can they stay in somewhere else instead of MY house. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you not shou with us i not shou with you.&lt;/span&gt; come for what ! i'm sorry you stink too. didn't you say your son earn&lt;strong&gt; a lot&lt;/strong&gt; ! &gt;:( then live in &lt;u&gt;5star posh hotel&lt;/u&gt; la ! come downgrade your social status for what ! living in a dirty tiny old HDB is such a chore isn't it. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's cca tmr which adds onto my nightmares &gt;:( and then agi trng on saturday. why am i tormenting myself like this. I WANT IB &gt;:( i want a rich bf from acsi to pay for my IB exam and sch fees and extravagant daily expenses. erghh i'm super pissed. i'm &lt;em&gt;supposed to&lt;/em&gt; blog abt nice things today but i'm super pissed &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super pissed i came to stnicks cos it was supposedly nearer but it's so poor i'm super pissed. &gt;:( i'm super pissed i *censored* yucks this is the dumbest decision i've ever made. &gt;:( i'm super pissed i could have went to nanyang or rgs or some richer schs and could have enjoyed myself better erghh super pissed &gt;:( i'm super pissed i'm born a girl and have to suffer stupid cramps while marching. i'm super pissed i'm born a few yrs early and other girls can happily go acsi and i have to &lt;em&gt;"hang on in stnicks"&lt;/em&gt; for another &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; yrs adn eventually i can't even get in after all. let's bet okay, the cut-off point this yr wld be like 0 or sth. next yr it'll be negative la thankyou. erghh i suck. like i suppose you know what &lt;strong&gt;no money no talk&lt;/strong&gt; is ! i'm super pissed stnicks is poor &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super pissed i dun have enough time to sleep and play and work and i'm tired already i can't support myself &lt;strong&gt;i wanna be pregnant&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't stand having &lt;s&gt;un&lt;/s&gt;invited guests in my house, especially when my cramps hurt like hell &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't get me wrong, today wasn't a horrible day; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;now is&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115581583308001430?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115581583308001430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115581583308001430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115581583308001430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115581583308001430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-two-lovely-cousins-threw-my-pads.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115573691817977185</id><published>2006-08-16T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:01:58.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops i'm blogging again. i'm bored and i'm not doing my maths assessment book effectively after reading karon's latest post. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's like, ehhs, football again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her &lt;strong&gt;fernando torres&lt;/strong&gt;. hmms. what happen to &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; crush huh. perhaps i've changed already without myself knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erghh i just remembered there's cca this friday again :'( ehhs why am i talking like my junior ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;furthermore i can't and wun accept it if i were to flunk my maths test again this friday; nor any sort of failure for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLAN A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115573691817977185?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115573691817977185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115573691817977185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115573691817977185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115573691817977185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/oops-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115572642990305876</id><published>2006-08-16T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:09:34.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;it's okay if you dun talk to me (: i dun feel like talking to you either (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dreamt a funny dream last night. but it was a sweet dream. i realise i dream every night ehs. except i usually won't rmb the next day only. but i rmb ytd's ! and that's nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bessy reminded me of my horrid cls photos today &gt;:( out of so many shots we took the stupid photographer had to pick one which i was looking nowhere &gt;:( erghh this is so embarrassing. like ppl are going to keep that rubbish photo of alien-ish me forever :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially giving up triple science - if it really comes it comes. if it doesn't i dun care anymorreeee :D i wanna be rachel's classmates for FOUR years lehs. arghh this is so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;papa's &lt;s&gt;happily&lt;/s&gt; in china with his china business. it might not be png you know. &lt;strong&gt;i can be ruiyi's neighbour anytime :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she doesn't like you !&lt;/strong&gt; she can't stand you anymore ! so why are you sticking to her &lt;s&gt;like glue&lt;/s&gt; ! she didn't tell you; but i'm telling you now cos i'm &lt;u&gt;a little bit annoyed&lt;/u&gt; as well although &lt;em&gt;it has nothing to do with me&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;you love her but she doesn't love you !&lt;/strong&gt; isn't that clear enough ! erghh i'm so pissed with myself beating about the bush &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoe scolded porlin today. well she kept her promise ! haha but porlin doesn't think it's her fault. fine la it's &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt; fault okay (: but i'm not really pissed anymore. cos there's no point in getting pissed with ppl like her. the most i dun talk to her for life only haha (: and i &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;NEVER talk to ppl&lt;/u&gt; for the rest of my life. perhaps i shld try huh. break my first record ;D&lt;br /&gt;lalalala my library books are going to overdue soon. hmms. i don't like woodlands regional library ehs. it's like one &lt;s&gt;filthy&lt;/s&gt; place filled with &lt;strong&gt;lians and bengs&lt;/strong&gt; who shout across from one corner of the library to another like it's their&lt;em&gt; school&lt;/em&gt; or sth : and how can woodlands have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SAP sch that's like so sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers' day is coming soon lehs. so nice to see yijia and ppl again ! i miss mr tan kb. he's a funny good chinese teacher okay. why don't we sign an online petition and try to get tan kb over and replace luo ! :( &lt;strong&gt;his lessons are seriously fun-er. &lt;/strong&gt;luo has &lt;s&gt;so much&lt;/s&gt; to learn from him doesn't she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the anonymous are so funny; i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not at all&lt;/span&gt; affected and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;neither are the rest &lt;/span&gt;and yet they are still &lt;u&gt;happily entertaining&lt;/u&gt; us with their &lt;s&gt;rubbish&lt;/s&gt; tags ! haha i wonder if &lt;em&gt;they can spam flashbox&lt;/em&gt; too. since cbox was bursting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw can you all find new things to talk abt like &lt;strong&gt;how much i suck&lt;/strong&gt; or sth instead of talking abt outdated stuff ! i mean c'mon the air-stewardess' post was millions of yrs ago one alrdy, it's getting abit boring isn't it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115572642990305876?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115572642990305876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115572642990305876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115572642990305876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115572642990305876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-okay-if-you-dun-talk-to-me-i-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115555847440277516</id><published>2006-08-14T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:27:55.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;how could you have done that &gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go straight to the point k. you're my friend. my good good friend. and my whole grp is your best friends. i know we screwed up &lt;s&gt;and we sucked&lt;/s&gt; and everything, and nvm you failed us, YOU TOLD US &lt;em&gt;WE DESERVE TO FAIL&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello you think you did very well for your presentation ! i mean. at least &lt;u&gt;soh guy &lt;em&gt;did not&lt;/em&gt; stop us halfway and talked abt our lousy presentation skills&lt;/u&gt;. abit we passed you lors. like 9 out of 15 or sth. &lt;strong&gt;AND YOU &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; US !?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could have tried to keep it from us ? i mean. &lt;strong&gt;u fugly bitches&lt;/strong&gt;. you dun expect us to laugh it off right. like ehs. "hahaha YOU ARE SO NICE TO ME i'd love to be failed !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no respect HUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i would stay &lt;u&gt;pisssssed&lt;/u&gt; with you for the rest of my life, but &lt;strong&gt;for now&lt;/strong&gt; i hate you and i just need to dig out your eyeballs and feed your mother and pull out your hairs and stick it inside your vagina and extract your teeth and push them inside your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wun be pissed with those anonymous on my tagboard cos i can't be bothered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'm damn pissed and i bother cos you're my friend. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BEST FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm disappointed with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm amused by mrs cheong's &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNORIGINALITY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; can't you name the extension block after your name instead of &lt;em&gt;mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but well it would be fun. like next time if i want ppl to scram like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCRAMMMM &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and that person say, "huh here got your name mehs !" &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I KNOW WHAT TO ANSWER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115555847440277516?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115555847440277516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115555847440277516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115555847440277516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115555847440277516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-go-straight-to-point-k.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115538128274222200</id><published>2006-08-12T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:14:43.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;flag day was &lt;s&gt;a teeny weeny bit&lt;/s&gt; fun (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like flag day afterall. it was fun saying &lt;strong&gt;"hello wld you like to donate !" &lt;/strong&gt;for like million times. and i get to see shuaiges and cute babies ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't like security guards chasing us all the time. obviously most of my &lt;u&gt;potential clients&lt;/u&gt; had to be inside the shopping mall right. (: erghh how stupid. i'm happy with my achievement today (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw ms shalini at cityhall mrt today ! haha that woman is hilariouuusss la. i love her to bits (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love qiqin (:&lt;br /&gt;i love jacy (:&lt;br /&gt;i love cassandra (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LO&lt;s&gt;VE&lt;/u&gt;LOVELO&lt;/s&gt;VE !&lt;/strong&gt; :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can minicom be "coming soon" when the groupings are still not out yet ! (: i wonder if it'll be out on nov. HOW &lt;em&gt;FUN&lt;/em&gt; haha ! (: it's fun to rush thru wrk dun you think. haha especially if i get a lousy grp i'll just be spending a few wks with them (: and so why do i keep insisting i'll get a lousy grp. and why does gets keep insisting that i'll get tingyuan ? hmms. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous ppl are so funny ! (: it's fun to expect interesting things on my tagboard isn't it. and it's so common i'm &lt;em&gt;lovin`&lt;/em&gt; it. (: haha THANKS, you can hate me for all i care, spam my tagboard for all i care, i appreciate (: nice of you to entertain ppl who read my blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm happy today, i have smiley faces all over my post (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115538128274222200?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115538128274222200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115538128274222200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115538128274222200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115538128274222200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/flag-day-was-teeny-weeny-bit-fun-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115530411464277136</id><published>2006-08-11T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:48:35.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;we dun like them and they dun like us, so why do we have to force one another to accept the other party ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops jolin looks fatt ): being celebrities must suck, how much wld you like watching your weight all day and then observing your every action and making sure it's presentable and you can't throw litter on the ground "unknowingly" and you can't spit you can't pee you can't dig your nose you can't slouch you can't pretend no one knows you &lt;strong&gt;THAT'S SAD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that melissa in the 9pm channel8 show has carrot legs. that's sad. and in spite of her bust enhancement endorsement her boobies seem to be shrinking. that's sad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix if only i could grow 4cm taller or sth. then i can be an air-stewardess for a few yrs. it wld be so funnn. besides looks aren't exactly impt nowadays, &lt;s&gt;but even if it is i'll still pass haha.&lt;/s&gt; though i dun think height is either. but wells. i'm a shortie asshole :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet flag day wld be boring tmr. that's sad. i wonder if i get to see my angmoh guy. snorts. i know it had to be damn boring without MELISSA PHANG SIYIH. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very &lt;strong&gt;piss-&lt;u&gt;able&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;irrit&lt;u&gt;able&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nowadays. gone are the days when i'm &lt;strong&gt;kiss&lt;u&gt;able&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. that's sad too. specific stupid reasons. so what's with me and my moodswings. aww rachel i suck :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do supposedly hip pop indian songs have dance steps which still seem so traditional. that's sad. picture ENERGY or wilber pan whoever dancing breakdance like chinese dance ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i can't live up to your &lt;u&gt;expect&lt;/u&gt;ations.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i can't look forward to it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i was horrible to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but you weren't very nice either :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make ppl do &lt;em&gt;horrendous&lt;/em&gt; stuff. that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;you talk like nobody's business. that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;you shed crocodile tears. that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;you expect much from others and think &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; highly of yourself, that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you put on fake smiles all the time, &lt;strong&gt;that's sadder&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you think you're great, but actually you're &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; without superficial business. you've disappointed me with your lousy communication skills. i hope you can put in extra effort to wrk harder. i dunno how to phrase my wrds nicely, and i was hoping to speak clearer. sorry, but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you suck and your hypocritical face, totally turned me off&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M &lt;s&gt;GOING TO&lt;/s&gt; CAN DO &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt; THAN YOU&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115530411464277136?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115530411464277136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115530411464277136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115530411464277136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115530411464277136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-dun-like-them-and-they-dun-like-us.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115512619014958507</id><published>2006-08-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:23:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10. Time is an eternity when you're without them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;9. Time stops when you're with them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8. The thought of them makes you shiver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. The sound of them makes you smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. When seeing them, you can't see anything else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. You start to listen to sappy love songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. You actually enjoy sappy love songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. The smell of them makes you see fireworks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. You find yourself smiling constantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. You'd do anything, even die, for them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115512619014958507?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115512619014958507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115512619014958507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115512619014958507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115512619014958507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/10.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115504255138059927</id><published>2006-08-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:09:33.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I &lt;u&gt;MISS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RUIYI&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115504255138059927?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115504255138059927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115504255138059927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115504255138059927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115504255138059927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-ruiyi.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115495762833283061</id><published>2006-08-07T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:33:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANG-cle: I'm proud that I'm a even more childish man than you kids.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha you shldn't be, mature men are cool okayy. (you know who i'm talking abt ;D )&lt;br /&gt;ANG-cle: Then I'm hot la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha so funny&lt;/strong&gt;, gets i will blog abt this as i said (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115495762833283061?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115495762833283061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115495762833283061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115495762833283061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115495762833283061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/ang-cle-im-proud-that-im-even-more.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115478206538509745</id><published>2006-08-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:49:11.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID QUESTIONS WITH THE SMART ANSWERS:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i credit qiqin :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : May I hold your hand?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Say you love me! Say you love me!&lt;br /&gt;BOY : You love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : If we become engaged will you give me a ring??&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Sure, what's your phone number??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Darling, I want to dance like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;BOY : Don't you ever want to improve??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I love you and I could die for you!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : How soon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY : I would go to the end of the world for you!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL : Yes, but would you stay there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARON : Have you ever had a hot passionate, burning kiss??&lt;br /&gt;TRACY : I did once. He'd forgotten to take the cigarette out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN : You remind me of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting?&lt;br /&gt;MAN : NO, because you make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE : You tell a man something, it goes in one ear and comes out of the other.&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND : You tell a woman something: It goes in both ears and comes out of the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY : John says I'm pretty. Andy says I'm ugly.What do u think, Peter?PETER : A bit of both. I think you're pretty ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend : "...And are you sure you love me and no one else ?"&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend : "Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun gives us light only in the day time when we don't need it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?"&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : "A teacher".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter : "Would you like your coffee black?"&lt;br /&gt;Customer : "What other colors do you have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is so old that when he was in school, history was called current affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Sam, you talk a lot !"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "It's a family tradition".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "Sir, my grandpa was a street hawker, my father is a teacher".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "What about your mother?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "She's a woman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Now, children, if I saw a man beating a donkey and stopped him, what virtue would I be showing?"&lt;br /&gt;Student : "Brotherly love".&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?"&lt;br /&gt;Sam : "No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient : "What are the chances of my recovering doctor?"&lt;br /&gt;Doctor : "One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of ten people die of the disease you have. Yours is the tenth case I've treated. The others all died".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : " George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish him ?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: " Because George still had the axe in is hand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115478206538509745?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115478206538509745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115478206538509745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115478206538509745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115478206538509745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/stupid-questions-with-smart-answers-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115460565704213860</id><published>2006-08-03T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:47:37.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXhlpf3wfvM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXhlpf3wfvM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't put the video here; and that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYBODY ! &lt;strong&gt;say shava shava !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;purity rocks; our dance rocks &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115460565704213860?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115460565704213860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115460565704213860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115460565704213860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115460565704213860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115452179784696569</id><published>2006-08-02T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:28:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;johnny depp rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know it's abit late to say that, but he still rocks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's like so cute can. cuter than my papa. cute old man. &lt;strong&gt;i ought to be ashamed of myself&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm lovin` an old man older than my papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha he's so funny lors. i so dun agree with those rubbish movie reviews which says that Pirates Of The Caribbean 2 sucked and is a horrible movie and it was below expectations. that's the &lt;strong&gt;most ridiculous thing&lt;/strong&gt; i've ever heard cos as far as i'm concerned i think it rocked and depp rocked bloom rocked &lt;s&gt;knightley rocked&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can explain my dislike towards keira&lt;/span&gt;. she can't have the best of &lt;strong&gt;BOTH&lt;/strong&gt; worlds can she ! kiss here kiss there; &lt;s&gt;so&lt;s&gt; cheap pls&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. she's supposed to stay devoted to will, cos depp is too hot for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depp is cool la; his hair in the movie suits him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; can. why can't he stay like that in real life. and he loves he daughter AND son. &lt;em&gt;excuse me &lt;strong&gt;huixian&lt;/strong&gt;, he has a son who is only 4&lt;u&gt;yrs old&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; how great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun his eyeliner rock. 1 eyeliner per eye. aiya i love him la. he's so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WILL &lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt; TRAVEL BY SEA OKAYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what if i get attacked by squids and octopuses and davey jones and there's &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; jack &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; will to save me how :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/1600/14059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="435" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/320/14059.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/1600/potcdmc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="124" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/320/potcdmc2.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/1600/potcdmc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7172/1278/320/potcdmc1.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115452179784696569?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115452179784696569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115452179784696569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115452179784696569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115452179784696569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/johnny-depp-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115443266677341151</id><published>2006-08-01T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T19:44:40.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i suck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i can't do it. out of so many ppl i had to get lower than her. what's with me studying ? since i can't do well i might as well &lt;strong&gt;jump down stnicks building and create more ghastly mysterious story&lt;/strong&gt; right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just can't do anything well lors. i tried okay. i just can't do it. get me off to PNG for all i care. i can &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;rot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and die there and u will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; causing the death of a &lt;strong&gt;cute and innocent girl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PNG sucks. it's like creating so much terror and fear in me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE SINGAPORE okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i dun want to leave this &lt;s&gt;beautiful garden&lt;/s&gt; city. PNG is just some &lt;em&gt;lousy bloody shit country&lt;/em&gt; no one knows where and it's full of blacks ? alright that was a racist remark sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if papa dun resolve with me &lt;em&gt;THAT'S IT&lt;/em&gt;. i'm off. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt; whether you like me or not, i know you will miss me like hell, so there's no point saying not to miss me too much. i'll try to blog there as well. and use msn if possible. do drop me a visit in PNG often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115443266677341151?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115443266677341151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115443266677341151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115443266677341151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115443266677341151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-suck_01.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115422524158854777</id><published>2006-07-30T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:07:23.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hours &lt;u&gt;straight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday was bloody tired la. march march march march. after cca still have to march. my body hurts and &lt;strong&gt;I SWEAR I REGRET THIS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is so not fair ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115422524158854777?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115422524158854777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115422524158854777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115422524158854777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115422524158854777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/14-hours-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115382715231543535</id><published>2006-07-25T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:32:32.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY &lt;s&gt;sissy&lt;/s&gt; BROTHER SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you seriously haven't seen someone sucking more - &lt;strong&gt;THOMAS LAU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and thank god you didn't - trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who draws on your lovely posters and doesn't apologise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who accuses you of not opening the damn door for him when i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; obliged to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who &lt;em&gt;shouts like a sissy&lt;/em&gt; around the house louder than me and sms-ing his dirty freaky bunch of girlfriends who suck no much lesser than him - WHICH GIRL IN THE RIGHT MIND WILL LIKE HIM !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who bothers you about how much he needs to play maplestory when you are dying doing how algebra can actually be the language of mathematics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who sits on your bra and throws your bra around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who lies and tattletales on you in front your mum and then happily playing that noisy toy gun belonging to a 3-yr-old WHEN YOUR MUM SAYS &lt;u&gt;EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who &lt;strong&gt;steals your stuff and money&lt;/strong&gt; and cards and neoprints and &lt;strong&gt;tries to hack into every of your accounts&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who &lt;s&gt;tries to&lt;/s&gt; triggers a heart attack on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who irritates a baby cousin and makes her cry and wail and scream like nobody's business when you need to prepare for tingxie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who puts his bag on the sofa where everyone sits and die die dun want to put it down somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who throws your stuff out of the house when all you did was to throw his bag on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who complains about all the food in front of him and fights over little things like how his brief wasn't placed properly and how his shoes still have stains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; plays with toys at 12 and treating himself as the king or sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who thinks twice abt giving you his egg sandwich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother &lt;strong&gt;who hates you&lt;/strong&gt; and tell you in the face he doesn't want to see you and later cheering over your absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother with a big fat mouth which says foul fucking words in front of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who can't even pass one subject when you got 264 + 3 for psle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who compares his girlfriends with you and telling you how much you suck more than his girlfriend when his girlfriend &lt;strong&gt;flirts&lt;/strong&gt; with small eyes and crooked teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who cries when he forgot to bring his watch to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who hogs onto the tv to watch hi5 at 12yrs old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who is always saying &lt;strong&gt;"one day when i become 180cm i shall laugh at your height like how you laughed at mine"&lt;/strong&gt; when all you said was &lt;em&gt;"huh 148cm?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who places his books on your table and then accusing you of "stealing them".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who comes back from tuition and begins his stories abt how courageous how brave how great he was when he probably only held the door for someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who is constantly looking into the mirror and lamenting how his good looks isn't doing him good like how the girls go gaga over him but actually any &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; person with &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; eyesight can see that he's &lt;strong&gt;dreaming of becoming cristiano ronaldo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who is afraid of ghosts stories; so afraid that he covers his ears/eyes whenever incredible tales' starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you dun need a brother who admires his bball skills like hell when he can't even shoot a three-pointer properly, &lt;em&gt;you shld have seen how the ball rolls off&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU CAN TELL ME HOW &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASHAMED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I GOT TO BE OF HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you suck too - you aren't the only one stressful in the world okay. and you dun have to show the world how stressed/tired you are. no one will take pity on you. you just make ppl hate you more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115382715231543535?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115382715231543535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115382715231543535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115382715231543535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115382715231543535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-sissy-brother-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115354180382789293</id><published>2006-07-22T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:16:43.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day, there was a lizard town called bi hu town. bi hu town has 1 head of state, which is a big big bi hu, 1 lousy lizard who tries to override the big big bi hu. and big big bi hu allows bi hu to override it. poor big big bi hu, not using her authority at the right time. lousy lizard is one big lousy lizard. It treats the whole of bi hu town as lousy bi hus, but actually, it's the lousy bi hu every bi hu knows. It has no qualities to override the big big bi hu, and big big bi hu, most probably, is trying not be hated by other bi hus so it just keeps quiet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another corner in bi hu town lives another bi hu who is in charge of xiao bi hu town, and we shall call it bi hu 2. bi hu 2 has the power and authority to speak up, but it's abusing it and erghhh. some bi hus hate it, and it doesn't carry itself well as the in charge of the humble xiao bi hu town. a bi hu which glares with a "YOU SUCK" look at the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small small bi hus which are one day going to become BIG BIG BI HUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and treats the xiao bi hus as lower class which one day will become HIGH class !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the creator of bi hu town i have one humble advice for one more bi hu, if you think you can't handle your stuff well dun let xiao bi hus know, later xiao bi hus will despise you and look down on you and will know that as a big big bi hu, you aren't exactly biggg afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and ONE DAY both towns are going to die/bombed/collapse (((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M SUCHA WONDERFUL WRITER !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115354180382789293?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115354180382789293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115354180382789293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115354180382789293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115354180382789293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-day-there-was-lizard-town-called_22.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115340440931643473</id><published>2006-07-20T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:06:49.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OMG i can't believe it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could death happen so suddenly and abruptly ! i mean. it was so unexpected la. and i'm feeling so much for her. poor thang huh. it wasn't easy to accept it. especially when you're in stnicks and u have so many more things to worry abt as well :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how wld i treat this matter. hmms what if i cry ! no i can't cry. shucks la what the helllll how could this happen ! no no no no ! that is like so sad. now this is my third time i've been seriously &lt;em&gt;tremendously&lt;/em&gt; sad this year. this sucks la. as much as i dun want this to happen, it happened and wells. with trust and faith in Him, i shld just shut up :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M SORRY :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115340440931643473?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115340440931643473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115340440931643473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115340440931643473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115340440931643473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115322202604280055</id><published>2006-07-18T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:27:06.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I didn't realise how much i'll miss the greys until today.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i survive like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; ? I wasn't supposed to be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; emotional. Everything was to be like last year's and any other POP. What's my problem ? like what papa said, 新官上任三把火 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them already; I'm sad; I can't let go; Don't tell me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's just GOODNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;; you know it's not, it's not, &lt;u&gt;IT'S &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DUN WANT THEM TO GO;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not sucking up i really &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115322202604280055?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115322202604280055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115322202604280055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115322202604280055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115322202604280055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-didnt-realise-how-much-ill-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115306005214032413</id><published>2006-07-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:37:49.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha those anonymouses on my tagboard are so funny; they are damn amusing me la wahahaha !&lt;br /&gt;1) they give false information which i didn't even mention a letter about it;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;as a high-class member of the society&lt;/em&gt;, i could hardly understand a word of theirs;&lt;br /&gt;3) I SIMPLY CAN'T BE BOTHERED WITH &lt;s&gt;childish&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOSERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; WHO DON'T EVEN DARE TO LEAVE THEIR NAMES (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes thanks to everyone who scolded them ! aiya they are &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just rubbish&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la i'm &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; the least provoked/angry :D thanks i love you a lot a lot a lot and to LOSER, &lt;strong&gt;there are more ppl who love me than you and that, i'm sure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;we must go kbox again cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss kbox&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm surprised how my tolerance level has gone up (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa made a &lt;s&gt;careful&lt;/s&gt; observation today at macs, a grp of bengs and lians outside macs caught his attention so he was like looking/glaring/shocked at &lt;em&gt;"how the youngsters nowadays were behaving"&lt;/em&gt; and totally &lt;em&gt;"heartbroken for their parents"&lt;/em&gt;. they were like hugging kissing screaming laughing giggling making a nuisance of themselves la. and then the big warning came along, "I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING LIKE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, SHLD I SEE YOU LIKE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ONE DAY &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU AREN'T MY DAUGHTER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and that leaves me pondering.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my papa a lot a lot; you know what he said;&lt;br /&gt;1) when i reach 158cm he shall give me $50 (look, don't discourage me yet i only have 2 more cm to go :D ) ;&lt;br /&gt;2) if i score well (TRIPLE SCI) i receive more money;&lt;br /&gt;3) if brother AND i score well we shall go hongkong's SHOPPING SPREES !! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he said ;&lt;br /&gt;1) if i don't score well i &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt; get any bdae presents (that's harsh) :'( ;&lt;br /&gt;2) a new phone for me in &lt;strong&gt;NOVEMBER 2007&lt;/strong&gt; unless my phone breaks/crashes/spoils (that sounds positive doesn't it) ;&lt;br /&gt;3) if brother AND i don't score well we shld &lt;em&gt;"jolly well migrate to papua new guinea"&lt;/em&gt; (that's harsher and i hope he meant that jokingly) :"(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nevertheless MY papa is the BEST&lt;s&gt;EST&lt;/s&gt; papa in the whole wide world (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115306005214032413?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115306005214032413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115306005214032413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115306005214032413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115306005214032413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha-those-anonymouses-on-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115288872791856861</id><published>2006-07-14T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:52:09.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'VE GOT SO MANY THINGS TO SAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP - today, the day I assumed was "still many days after" 2 weeks ago. I'm going to miss the greys, seriously a lot a lot. Don't deny that we didn't improve since we were still sec1s. It couldn't possibly be done just like that.&lt;br /&gt;Standing under the hot sun wasn't good, and when I took off my boots they were red red red. I had so many thoughts racing through my mind at that time I couldn't think any much more. Life under red badge, hmms. When it's their POP i had to feel sorry for them, we can't even do an item well.&lt;br /&gt;From a positive point of view I'm happy I'm enjoying myself I can afford to spend my time better. In any case no matter what happens &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna love snsj more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;more, &lt;/em&gt;because it was through here that I realise how scary humans can get. It's not going to hurt me though.&lt;br /&gt;Convince me we &lt;s&gt;will be&lt;/s&gt; are the best; we won't die so easily; and that was just nothing. Whether I overcome each obstacle or not doesn't matter, you know that I had put in my best I don't have to feel sorry for myself and I can be stuck behind it forever and still giggle away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry my post is rubbish and I can't phrase my thoughts in words. For once in my life I've blogged in proper sentences, &lt;em&gt;I'm feeling solemn&lt;/em&gt;. With that I end off my rubbish speech and I swear never to write rubbish in proper sentences like an idiot trying to act pro like this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From then on I shall work hard, for myself, for you, for them and for everyone else :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115288872791856861?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115288872791856861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115288872791856861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115288872791856861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115288872791856861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-got-so-many-things-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115270988541964890</id><published>2006-07-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:11:25.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"shirley treated me because she losted alot of alot money to me when betting for world cup :D&lt;br /&gt;thankyou shirley, i shall love you forever la. im loving you already. i'm lovin' you. but no i shall not go your tagboard and tag ): those people there will start calling me a whore or something? they very weird la, scold people for no reason. grah i scold them back la !#$%^&amp;*@* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anons, please stop acting mysterious and driving all my tag-ers away unknowingly la what the hellll :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115270988541964890?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115270988541964890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115270988541964890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115270988541964890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115270988541964890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/shirley-treated-me-because-she-losted.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115254198891909498</id><published>2006-07-10T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:33:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HAVE BEEN TAGGED :'(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do the following WITHOUT complaints&lt;br /&gt;2) Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours&lt;br /&gt;3) Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;br /&gt;4) Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite colour&lt;/strong&gt;: ehhs green purple blue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite food&lt;/strong&gt;: i can't leave without the chilli family ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite song&lt;/strong&gt;: a lot actually - &lt;em&gt;it's pointless asking these kinda qns cos wad are you going to do after you know ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite day of the week&lt;/strong&gt;: it used to be saturday but wells; with all those agi trngs i have the wrld of reasons to change it to sth else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite season&lt;/strong&gt;: autumn i think. winter is too cold and summer is too hot for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current mood&lt;/strong&gt;: desperate housewives-ish ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current taste&lt;/strong&gt;: tasteless; i finished dinner hrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current clothes&lt;/strong&gt;: pyjamas (i'm supposed to be asleep according to my mother now) :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current desktop&lt;/strong&gt;: my cousin's face (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current toenail&lt;/strong&gt;: is it supposed to be coloured ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current time&lt;/strong&gt;: 10.10pm [desperate housewives just started and i better finish this soon]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current surroundings&lt;/strong&gt;: desperate housewives showing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current annoyance&lt;/strong&gt;: how i'm going to survive tmr and the day after and every day else x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;: it's definitely &lt;em&gt;totally ok for &lt;strong&gt;peter&lt;/strong&gt; to kiss &lt;strong&gt;bree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; okayyy ! erghh :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first best friend&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;that's a redundant qns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first crush&lt;/strong&gt;: p3 i assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first movie&lt;/strong&gt;: qian bu gou yong (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first lie&lt;/strong&gt;: i've been lying ever since i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first music&lt;/strong&gt;: twinkle twinkle little star ? or is it some church song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last cigarette&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;i hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last drink&lt;/strong&gt;: plain water la - &lt;s&gt;i'm guai.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last car ride&lt;/strong&gt;: my mum drove me to sch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last crush&lt;/strong&gt;: like current one ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last movie&lt;/strong&gt;: silent hill; look why dun u ask me when was my last kbox visit instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last phone call&lt;/strong&gt;: a person from the newsweek asking confirmation of that dumb subscription; no way i'm throwing money into the sea just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last cd played&lt;/strong&gt;: mp3 ? if not that'll be ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever dated ur best friend&lt;/strong&gt;: nope. or perhaps i shld haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever broken the law&lt;/strong&gt;: i break the law all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever been arrested&lt;/strong&gt;: no. i'm too smart to get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever skinny-dipped&lt;/strong&gt;: no - wadever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever been on tv&lt;/strong&gt;: yes as one of the audience, aiya that's nth big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have u ever kissed someone u don't know&lt;/strong&gt;: NO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things u are wearing&lt;/strong&gt;: pyjamas + panties + bra + pad + wad else; i dun dress myself up like a dumpling. :&lt;strong&gt;4 things u have done today&lt;/strong&gt;: eaten slept drank studied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things u can hear right now&lt;/strong&gt; : keyboard mouse &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bree&lt;/strong&gt; screaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 things u are most definitely doing tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;: eat drink study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 things u wish you've never ever done before in your whole life&lt;/strong&gt;: met nath in stnicks and bore myself to death/drive myself to my grave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another thing u do when u are bored&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;work on my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20-inch waist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 people to tag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;karon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomoe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siyun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;melissa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+ rachel (: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115254198891909498?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115254198891909498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115254198891909498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115254198891909498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115254198891909498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-been-tagged-1-do-following.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115202293419927484</id><published>2006-07-04T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:26:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1" color="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eaccff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eed6eb"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2e0d6"&gt;You truly love&lt;strong&gt; Melissa&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7ebc2"&gt;You consider &lt;strong&gt;Siyun&lt;/strong&gt; your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fbf5ad"&gt;You know that &lt;strong&gt;Tomoe&lt;/strong&gt; is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff99"&gt;You'll remember &lt;strong&gt;Porlin&lt;/strong&gt; for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fff199"&gt;You secretly think &lt;strong&gt;Karon&lt;/strong&gt; is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe29a"&gt;You secretly think that&lt;strong&gt; Kar Chian&lt;/strong&gt; is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd49a"&gt;You secretly think that &lt;strong&gt;Shannen&lt;/strong&gt; is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shannen&lt;/strong&gt; changes lovers faster than underwear&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc59a"&gt;You secretly think &lt;strong&gt;Gets&lt;/strong&gt; is shy and nonconfrontational. And that &lt;strong&gt;Gets&lt;/strong&gt; has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is hilarious (: but some are true la :D:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Birthdate: November 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a cohesive force - able to bring many people together for a common cause. You tend to excel in work situations, but you also facilitate a lot of social gatherings too. Beyond being a good leader, you are good at inspiring others. You also keep your powerful emotions in check - you know when to emote and when to repress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your strength: &lt;em&gt;Emotional maturity &lt;/em&gt;beyond your years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Wearing yourself down with too many responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Crimson red&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Snowflake&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115202293419927484?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115202293419927484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115202293419927484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115202293419927484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115202293419927484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-you-really-think-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115202225737113361</id><published>2006-07-04T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:27:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o1` my brother used &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ruler to measure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; penis; do u want to know how long his penis is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff774;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your IQ Is 125&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffcca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is&lt;b&gt; Average&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;strong&gt;Exceptional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115202225737113361?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115202225737113361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115202225737113361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115202225737113361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115202225737113361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/o1-my-brother-used-my-ruler-to-measure.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115184684896620498</id><published>2006-07-02T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:27:29.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I SWEAR YOU'VE NEVER SEEN ME SADDER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;england and brazil lost in one night ehs. all gone in one night. hopes dashed IN ONE NIGHT. one fateful night. how much cuter can kaka get.&lt;br /&gt;i'm heartbroken. wrld cup is rubbish la. i seriously dunno whether to hate christiano ronaldo or not. how could he betray his own teammate and get rooney off court ! that's ridiculous ! no wonder ppl say soccer is no gentleman game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that henry. how could he score a goal so easily just like that ! it's like. poof ! and the ball goes in and brazil is dead. rubbish la aiya. i mean. i know it's a game someone got to be sacrificed and the other gotta go home and all. i can't wait for another 4 yrs lors. by then i'm old the players are old papa is old kaka is old beckham is old &lt;strong&gt;eriksson is old&lt;/strong&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no more kaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more brazil.&lt;br /&gt;no more ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;no more ronaldinho.&lt;br /&gt;no more england.&lt;br /&gt;no more lampard.&lt;br /&gt;no more beckham.&lt;br /&gt;no more &lt;s&gt;looney&lt;/s&gt; rooney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me one good reason to continue watching world cup when &lt;em&gt;you've lost everything&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115184684896620498?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115184684896620498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115184684896620498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115184684896620498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115184684896620498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-swear-youve-never-seen-me-sadder.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115176331475327806</id><published>2006-07-01T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:15:15.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tongue Twister - BE WARNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A woman was working in a post office in California. One day she licked the envelopes and postage stamps instead of using a sponge. That very day the lady cut her tongue on the envelope. A week later, she noticed an abnormal swelling of her tongue. She went to the doctor, and they found nothing wrong. Her tongue was not sore or anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A couple of days later, her tongue started to swell more, and it began to get really sore, so sore that she could not eat. She went back to the hospital, and demanded something be done. The doctor took an x-ray of her tongue and noticed a lump. He prepared her for minor surgery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When the doctor cut her tongue open, a live cockroach crawled out!!!! There were roach eggs on the seal of the envelope. The egg was able to hatch inside of her tongue, because of her saliva. It was warm and moist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is a true story reported on CNN. Andy Hume wrote: Hey, I used to work in an envelope factory. You wouldn't believe the things that float around in those gum applicator trays. I used to work for a print shop 32 years ago and we were told NEVER to lick the envelopes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I never understood why until I had to go into storage and pull out 2500 envelopes that were already printed for a customer who was doing a mailing and saw several squads of roaches roaming around inside a couple of boxes with eggs everywhere. They eat the glue on the envelopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115176331475327806?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115176331475327806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115176331475327806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115176331475327806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115176331475327806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/tongue-twister-be-warned-woman-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115174978788954861</id><published>2006-07-01T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:29:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('http://tests.studentcenter.org/jealousytest.php');return true" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('http://tests.studentcenter.org/jealousytest.php')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseout="window.status='';return true" href="http://tests.studentcenter.org/jealousytest.php"&gt;http://tests.studentcenter.org/jealousytest.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.12% JEALOUS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha &lt;strong&gt;he's mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115174978788954861?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115174978788954861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115174978788954861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115174978788954861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115174978788954861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/07/httptests.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115167376035610864</id><published>2006-06-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:22:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will seriously miss the grey badge la. as in. SERIOUSLY. i'm sad today is their last cca; believe it or not. i just din learn to appreciate their presence until the last past and it's too late and i'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;oic&lt;/strong&gt; saying besurai cos it seems funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;aic&lt;/strong&gt; saying my name.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss running behind &lt;strong&gt;jinan &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;lingyan&lt;/strong&gt;; dying.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss seeing &lt;strong&gt;huiwen&lt;/strong&gt; walking around with her cam.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss trying hard to copy &lt;strong&gt;valerie&lt;/strong&gt;'s commands.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss struggling with fa on casualties - &lt;strong&gt;jennifer&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;wanxin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;huiting&lt;/strong&gt; and her trying to copy my hand gesture.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;dior&lt;/strong&gt;'s milo ?&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss watching &lt;strong&gt;daphne&lt;/strong&gt;'s long legs run like wheels.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss my dear endodermis' instructor &lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss my dear endodermis' instructor &lt;strong&gt;shuyu&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;devina&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;alina&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;jeannie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;shirlene&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;merisa&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;kelly&lt;/strong&gt; and her pregnant belly.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;yingjie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss &lt;strong&gt;peiyu&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss seeing &lt;strong&gt;joann&lt;/strong&gt; as a casualty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT i've included everyone. and i dun care if you think i'm sucking up la. i'll seriously miss them and i'm sad. good or bad, the nice memories with them i shall keep ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dare say that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i have passion for stjohns&lt;/span&gt; okayy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115167376035610864?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115167376035610864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115167376035610864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115167376035610864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115167376035610864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-seriously-miss-grey-badge-la.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115159024162056301</id><published>2006-06-29T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:10:42.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;indian dance today was rubbish !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lin wenwei is a funny rubbish and i think his name is funny rubbish too !&lt;br /&gt;my table is rubbish !&lt;br /&gt;but i like the corner (:&lt;br /&gt;i mean you can pick up calls &lt;s&gt;without teacher knowing&lt;/s&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;so much easier than sitting in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of myself :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;ate&lt;/em&gt; four rubber bands from my braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNKNOWINGLY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i supposedly, shld have passed them out.&lt;br /&gt;are they out !&lt;br /&gt;omg if i continue swallowing rubber bands at this rate all thousands of them wld just stay in my stomach permanantly.&lt;br /&gt;or someday flow out as milk for my baby frm my breasts.&lt;br /&gt;and my baby gets choked ! ohno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored and i'm going to &lt;em&gt;die &lt;/em&gt;tmr la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shld dye my hair !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i found &lt;strong&gt;unspoken pleasure frm eating cabbage&lt;/strong&gt; when chocs' not helping (:&lt;br /&gt;i need &lt;u&gt;new recreational activities&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i shall start studying for chem test tmr at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;ohno i feel like sleeping now. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss 6e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115159024162056301?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115159024162056301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115159024162056301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115159024162056301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115159024162056301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/indian-dance-today-was-rubbish-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115150521372625376</id><published>2006-06-28T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:33:48.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who says i can't hide knifes under my smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115150521372625376?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115150521372625376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115150521372625376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115150521372625376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115150521372625376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-says-i-cant-hide-knifes-under-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115124486723313279</id><published>2006-06-25T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:24:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you will never understand how disappointed i feel towards you.&lt;br /&gt;partly cos u think too highly of yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;you never treated as ppl who were merely by any chance a few mnths younger than you.&lt;br /&gt;we were babies in your eyes. or shld i say NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;shortly after, our lives will be hell.&lt;br /&gt;and the happy me you see then &lt;s&gt;is the superficial one&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you can't see the wound in me.&lt;br /&gt;and i shall dedicate my post to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;we, tomoe and i, were like. qt close to you la.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;we expected you to be good&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;at least. not the san ba u are now.&lt;br /&gt;tgthr with your gang in fact.&lt;br /&gt;u've disappointed us. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;and to the other person in your gang.&lt;br /&gt;dun point others out as hungry ppl when you are just as desperate as well.&lt;br /&gt;and judging by your appearance and the way u carry yourself.&lt;br /&gt;dun expect any respect either.&lt;br /&gt;i dun the least pity u ppl.&lt;br /&gt;like what tomoe said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;respect is mutual.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115124486723313279?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115124486723313279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115124486723313279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115124486723313279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115124486723313279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-will-never-understand-how.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115104163858409772</id><published>2006-06-23T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T13:55:22.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iloveyoustjohnsdeepdowninmyheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i dun wanna blog abt jtc. there are too many things to say, like how much &lt;strong&gt;endodermis rocks &lt;/strong&gt;although we din win anything but that's not the point coz &lt;em&gt;we had fun tgthr&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love &lt;u&gt;everyone&lt;/u&gt; in bunk three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, we pulled thru and survived (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love the instructors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;especially cheryl and shuyu&lt;/strong&gt;, for making &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; jtc`o6 &lt;em&gt;MINE&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love my sqdmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;, every single one of them, especially cassandra and wanjuan and tomoe; &lt;strong&gt;we'll survive bnco with flying colours&lt;/strong&gt; too, and anco in the time to come, trust me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love the redds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;, every single one of them, for believing that the yellows can pull thru bnco too. [or do u not ?] (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love &lt;s&gt;all&lt;/s&gt; my jnrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;, they remind me of myself last yr during jtc. and i &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; that u can survive bnco and anco when it comes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love my &lt;u&gt;signs of hardship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;which showed that SNSJ'S JTC IS &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; SLACK-ER THAN NP'S afterall. tsktsk. x\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love our grp flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;my flag is my pride&lt;/strong&gt; okkkk. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love our grp cheer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- HAR HAR ! *shows our zhao pai dong zuo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love our grp item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;, there wasn't any recognition but u know i know can already (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love my loud and squeaky voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;i want it back&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love changing parades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love bunk inspections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love wenxun ma'am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love pt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love pumpings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love waiting to be awake all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love green specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;after all i said before i went for jtc, i know u wun believe that i'm saying this now -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO JTC `O7 (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115104163858409772?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115104163858409772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115104163858409772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115104163858409772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115104163858409772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/iloveyoustjohnsdeepdowninmyheart.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115098148409479110</id><published>2006-06-22T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:04:47.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lee Bai's Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chinese Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuang qian ming yue guang&lt;br /&gt;Yi shi di shang shuang&lt;br /&gt;Ju tou wang ming yue&lt;br /&gt;Di tou shi gu xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(English Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon light is pouring down on my bedside&lt;br /&gt;Like white frost spreading on the ground I look !&lt;br /&gt;up the bright round moon in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And lower my head thinking of my dear hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Singlish (Phua Chu Kang) Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedfront Moon Bright Bright&lt;br /&gt;Think Is Floor White White&lt;br /&gt;Lift Head See Moon Moon&lt;br /&gt;Bow Head Miss Home Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ah-Beng Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedfront Orr Pi Sai (pick nose)&lt;br /&gt;Think Think Go Pang Sai&lt;br /&gt;Pick Up Tai Gor Tai (handphone)&lt;br /&gt;BS While Lau Sai ? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Latest Reservist Army Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedfront Lau Bark Sai (tears drop)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking About Exercise(reservist mobilization)&lt;br /&gt;Drop Dead Look Into The Sky (run until no breathe)&lt;br /&gt;Tong Kor Sia Lang Zai? (my heartache nobody knows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Osama version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No friend at my side&lt;br /&gt;Think think Bush will fight&lt;br /&gt;Lift head but where to hide?&lt;br /&gt;This time don't know when will die ? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Bush version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep since that night&lt;br /&gt;Think think where he hide ?&lt;br /&gt;Bomb bomb friends will say I pai&lt;br /&gt;No choice ask them go fly kite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115098148409479110?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115098148409479110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115098148409479110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115098148409479110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115098148409479110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/lee-bais-poem-chinese-version-chuang.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115069546416804749</id><published>2006-06-19T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:38:57.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PROMISE TO MARRY WHOEVER CAN SAVE ME FROM JTC TMR -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're not the only one freaking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115069546416804749?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115069546416804749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115069546416804749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115069546416804749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115069546416804749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-promise-to-marry-whoever-can-save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115060531576313219</id><published>2006-06-18T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T12:35:15.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Four friends reunited at a party after 30 years. After a few laughs and drinks, one of them had to go to the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;restroom&lt;/span&gt;. The ones who stayed behind began to talk about their kids and their successes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The first guy says: I am very proud of my son, he is my pride and joy. He started working at a very successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration soon he was promoted and began to climb the corporate ladder becoming the General Manager and now he is the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes Benz for his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The second guy says: Damn, that's terrific!! My son is also my pride and joy, I am very proud of him. He started working at a travelling agency for a very big airline. He went to flight school to become a pilot and also managed to become a partner in the company where he now owns the majority of the assets. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The third guy says: Well, well, well congratulations !! My son is also my pride and joy and he is also very rich. He studied in the best universities and became an Engineer. He started his own construction company and became very successful and a multimillionaire. He also gave away something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his birthday. He built a 30,000 sq ft mansion specially for his friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The three friends congratulated each other mutually for the successes of theirs sons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The fourth friend who earlier had gone to restroom returned and asked: What's going on, what are all the congratulations for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of the three said: We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons. And then he asked, What about your son ? The forth man replied: My son is Gay and he makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The three friends said: What a shame that must be, that is horrible, what a disappointment you must feel !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The fourth man replied: No, I am not ashamed. Not at all. He is my son and I love him just as well, he is my pride and joy. And he is very lucky too. Did you know that his birthday just passed and the other day he received a beautiful 30,000 sq ft mansion, a brand new jet and a top of the line Mercedes Benz from his three boyfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115060531576313219?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115060531576313219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115060531576313219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115060531576313219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115060531576313219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/four-friends-reunited-at-party-after.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115055349806442943</id><published>2006-06-17T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T22:11:41.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can u imagine how many &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt; ahpeks ogled/drooled/stared/&lt;strong&gt;whistled&lt;/strong&gt; at me today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is irritating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon i have to wake up at 4am on tues.&lt;br /&gt;WOAHHS. it's superwoman shirley coming alive .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115055349806442943?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115055349806442943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115055349806442943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115055349806442943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115055349806442943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-u-imagine-how-many-guys-ahpeks.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115054780419119343</id><published>2006-06-17T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:36:44.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 days !! x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;this is sad like since ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i shall start packing my bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ironing the uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i'm done polishing my boots -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mirror.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh and rmb to bring deoderant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anti-prespirant. wadever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;s&gt;in case&lt;/s&gt; u dun get to bathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haix. it's 3 days away frm my com !! frm my phone !! x'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone try and comfort me -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115054780419119343?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115054780419119343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115054780419119343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115054780419119343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115054780419119343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/3-days-xthis-is-sad-like-since-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115046172096628886</id><published>2006-06-16T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:42:01.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 more days !! =X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm regretting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115046172096628886?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115046172096628886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115046172096628886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115046172096628886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115046172096628886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/4-more-days-x-im-regretting-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115037854327063241</id><published>2006-06-15T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:35:44.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wednesdays rock.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE NICE TV SHOWS (((:&lt;br /&gt;youtube rocks.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE NICE VIDEOS (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm a happy woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115037854327063241?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115037854327063241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115037854327063241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115037854327063241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115037854327063241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/wednesdays-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115029122933329864</id><published>2006-06-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:20:56.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ENDODERMIS RAWKKS &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we finished our very nice flag !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and our going-to-be very nice item !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hurhur they dun even tell me wad cheer they want la very gd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i shall decide for them again haha (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the apple of my eye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;yay jtc`o6 shall rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dun worry tomoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;at least with me in your bunk it's not as bad isn't it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I GURANTTEE YOU'LL FEEL BETTER LA &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115029122933329864?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115029122933329864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love to be loved ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i swear to love qiqin's whole grp &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweat, tears, pimples and all ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 chem wrksht in 3 hrs is pathetic isn't it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115011610063196012?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115011610063196012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115011610063196012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115011610063196012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/115011610063196012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-to-be-loved-d-i-swear-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-115003041821524227</id><published>2006-06-11T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:53:42.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who calls you back when you hang up on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wait for the one who turns to his friends ands ays, "...that's her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is your guy like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115003041821524227?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-115002058836477449</id><published>2006-06-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:13:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENGLAND !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but england's performance ytd totally dampen my spirits la.&lt;br /&gt;i mean. that's not wad they usually perform.&lt;br /&gt;how sad. x((&lt;br /&gt;it's ok SHALL STILL SUPPORT MY ENGLAND TEAM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;dun understand&lt;/strong&gt; how my father always like to support weird teams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i mean. not weird la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just &lt;em&gt;leng3 men2&lt;/em&gt; u know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's like. u noe they &lt;u&gt;wun&lt;/u&gt; win la so wad's ur prob !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fine u can go ahead and lose all your money on &lt;s&gt;losing&lt;/s&gt; teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;go england (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh~ beckham is as cute as ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his son Romeo has long hair ?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-115002058836477449?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/115002058836477449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=115002058836477449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALE }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- lovelovelovelove me like hell/ to bits/ till earth crushes and sky drops/ more than himself/ more than his mum/ more than his cash/ &lt;s&gt;more than EVERYTHING&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- must he be macho ? ok fine he must. but he mustn't be too tall or too short a macho guy coz i'm short/i dun want a dwarf-family.&lt;br /&gt;3- damn freakingly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;know that i'm pissed&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;u&gt;cheer me up&lt;/u&gt; instead of dampening my mood more by asking &lt;em&gt;how's my day&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4- perhaps he can be a lil romantic ? c'mon. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;boring guys are &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5- treat me &lt;u&gt;superduper-ly nice&lt;/u&gt; and be ALWAYS there for me. dun he ever dare compare me with his ex.&lt;br /&gt;6- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;accept me as who i am !&lt;/span&gt; pls la i &lt;strong&gt;wun stop&lt;/strong&gt; my constant intake of chocs or chips just for him lorz. x) and just accept that i can't live without shopping so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAND OVER all your credit cards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;7- love me; &lt;s&gt;love my friends, love my family,&lt;/s&gt; love the crow on my rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;8- care alotalotalot for me ; like if i just sneezed once he wld buy the whole medicine shop for me and deliver homemade medicine all the way to my doorstep and then sms every hr and ask if i'm fine. or swim all the way across the alantic ocean with just a "I'M BORED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahhs i'm not being realistic la. nvm it states "IDEAL LOVER" wad. ideal = &lt;s&gt;realistic&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i dunno who else to tag. hmms. just do it if u see this (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114991829344792859?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114991829344792859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114991829344792859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114991829344792859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114991829344792859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-karon-instructions-state-eight.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114985939281970067</id><published>2006-06-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:25:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;我猜 is like so sad today la.&lt;br /&gt;that 阿雅 is going to newyork !&lt;br /&gt;how sad. it'll be so weird lorz.&lt;br /&gt;heard taiwan there already started the 接班人s&lt;br /&gt;but somehow singapore is just not showing the newer episodes la.&lt;br /&gt;SAD x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i'm sad u shld noe better than to irritate me more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114985939281970067?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14208236.post-114985722934720074</id><published>2006-06-09T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:26:53.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;have you ever got this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;strong feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but &lt;s&gt;i think&lt;/s&gt; i got it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i say my sqd rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u wun believe i noe .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but nvm. MOST OF MY SQDMATES still ROCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114985722934720074?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114985722934720074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114985722934720074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114985722934720074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114985722934720074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/have-you-ever-got-this-strong-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114977194689795450</id><published>2006-06-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:06:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DID A MIRACULOUS THING TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i did &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;woahhs &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i've &lt;u&gt;grown up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;am proud of myself (x&lt;br /&gt;shall be my lil secret yes.&lt;br /&gt;and today was a &lt;strong&gt;funfunfun&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;nongnong&lt;/s&gt; day ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114977194689795450?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114977194689795450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114977194689795450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114977194689795450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114977194689795450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-did-miraculous-thing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114968319445269482</id><published>2006-06-07T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:26:34.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm dreading tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i seriously dun want to go for pop drills la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as in. it's not cos of pop drills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT LOOK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our pop item is &lt;s&gt;going to be&lt;/s&gt; sucha failure man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;millions of sqdmates &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; sing shanhuhai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;erghh shucks i was born in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WRONG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; year la =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114968319445269482?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114968319445269482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114968319445269482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114968319445269482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114968319445269482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-dreading-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114966165727501754</id><published>2006-06-07T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T14:27:37.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh i forgot to say sth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love my jtc grp &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;shall change my friendster profile to chim-er one now :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114966165727501754?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114966165727501754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114966165727501754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114966165727501754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114966165727501754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-i-forgot-to-say-sth.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114966134681213974</id><published>2006-06-07T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T14:22:27.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 8 years old, your dad handed you an ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by dripping it all over your lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by never even bothering to practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 10 years old, he drove you all day from soccer to gymnastics, to one birthday party after another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by waiting until he left the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was becoming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by telling him he had no taste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 14, he paid for a month away summer camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by having you bedroom door locked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by taking it every chance u could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by being on the phone all night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 18, he cried at your highschool graduation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus and carried your bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm, so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he cried and told you how deeply he loved you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by moving halfway across the country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You thanked him by complaining about the burden parents become to their children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114966134681213974?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114966134681213974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114966134681213974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114966134681213974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114966134681213974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-you-were-8-years-old-your-dad_07.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114960074209437567</id><published>2006-06-06T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:32:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today is 06.06.06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;u&gt;THE &lt;strong&gt;DEVIL CODE&lt;/strong&gt; DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114960074209437567?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114960074209437567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114960074209437567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114960074209437567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114960074209437567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-is-06.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114959337669510171</id><published>2006-06-06T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:29:37.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114959337669510171?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114959337669510171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114959337669510171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114959337669510171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114959337669510171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/one.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114958485609733723</id><published>2006-06-06T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:07:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Did you know kissing is healthy ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Bananas are good for peroid pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's good to cry ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chicken soup actually makes you feel better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;94% of boys would love it if you sent them flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lying is actually unhealthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Only apply mascara to your top lashes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Its actually true, boys DO insult u when they like you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Its impossible to apply mascara with your mouth closed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;89% of guys want YOU to make the 1st move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chocolate will make you feel better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Most boys think its cute when you say the wrong thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A good friend never judges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A good foundation will hide hickeys!..not that u have any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Boys arent worth your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We ALL love surprises!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114958485609733723?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114958485609733723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114958485609733723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114958485609733723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114958485609733723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/did-you-know-kissing-is-healthy.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114950805539878073</id><published>2006-06-05T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T19:47:47.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'VE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; FINISHED READING THE DA VINCI CODE BK BEFORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not ashamed of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just can't go beyond chapter11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's too many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;claimed&lt;/em&gt;-to-be-non-fictional&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;fiction&lt;/u&gt; in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and believe me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's sth damn wrong with da&lt;s&gt;m&lt;/s&gt;n brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad's with all those jesus and the prostitute scandals !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woahhs. -points to melissa's friendster photo-&lt;br /&gt;and jtc groupings' out tmr !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at first i was qt relaxed abt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now i'm starting to worry again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells. i shall learn to accept my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PAUL TWOHILL GOT IN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm like so glad la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114950805539878073?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114950805539878073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114950805539878073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114950805539878073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114950805539878073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-never-finished-reading-da-vinci.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114948364286480380</id><published>2006-06-05T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T13:00:43.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;alrights. i shld be working on that changjin assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but melissa was like talking to me abt vanness and all those macho guys in the wrld and left me &lt;strong&gt;drooling&lt;/strong&gt; here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;s&gt;all of a sudden&lt;/s&gt; i got this interest in macho guys and i'm &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; ashamed at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wells. this kinda things &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was like on this mrt train a few days ago early in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and this macho guy was sitting 2seats away frm me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he dressed the very orchard-kinda way ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if u get wad i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and at first i was thinking wad's the prob with ppl like him who styles his hair early in the morning and dresses this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;that kinda tightfitting shirt which reveals &lt;u&gt;his macho arms and macho 6pacs&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and his macho arms were like 3 times bigger than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;those kinds which u pokes and ur finger &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bounces&lt;/span&gt; back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;they are &lt;u&gt;MUSCLES&lt;/u&gt; fyi. no fats here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;woahhs. if i did scrutinise properly i shld see 8 pacs or sth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ok wait i'm sounding downright desperate. nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i din noe such guys &lt;strong&gt;exist&lt;/strong&gt; arnd woodlands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yes and then he fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sleep sleep sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no no he wasn't drooling la of coz. and he wasn't snoring either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;somehow my story &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; here coz when i got off the train,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he was still sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kinda sad rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;or do u think i shld &lt;s&gt;have pretended to&lt;/s&gt; fall !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and melissa is funny man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;i din noe i can get so crazy over macho guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;macho guys are great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;not too macho though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;can be freaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;being a little macho is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;macho guys need not be tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;can be dwarf macho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;or macho dwarfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;coz i'm already short and if HE is short as well our offspring wld be dwarfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;and we'll be the dwarf family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;no no that can't happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;then macho guys are just right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;balances the equation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;great! macho guys are just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;haha YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;i used to like derrick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;if u've noticed in my previous previous posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;and derrick is not macho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;superstar derrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;oh wadevr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;that's like WAY frm macho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;he's cute though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;haha YUPPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' ' shirley my usual forthright manner says:&lt;br /&gt;and that goes to show that i can do WITH or WITHOUT macho guys afterall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;·$(077,061,080)PAUL TWOHILL ·$(111,182,014) who needs one hill when you have TWO. ·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my conclusion is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;melissa &lt;s&gt;likes&lt;/s&gt; loves macho guys too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;veri gd. that goes to show that we're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfectly fine ppl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;alrights i'll get back to dachangjin now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; macho guys in this assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114948364286480380?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114948364286480380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114948364286480380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114948364286480380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114948364286480380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/alrights.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114943534504879635</id><published>2006-06-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:36:35.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the 9pm &lt;u&gt;channelu&lt;/u&gt; show just now - &lt;strong&gt;SHAO NIAN AH HU&lt;/strong&gt; or sth, seriously rocks la.&lt;br /&gt;it's just &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;/span&gt; to go gaga over macho guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWWWWW~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114943534504879635?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114943534504879635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114943534504879635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114943534504879635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114943534504879635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/9pm-channelu-show-just-now-shao-nian.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114922776340593259</id><published>2006-06-02T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:56:06.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;i guess it's always good to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;somehow the wrd denouements just came into me.&lt;br /&gt;denouements that is then.&lt;br /&gt;acting chim is so me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A NEW SKIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A NEW URL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A NEW ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realise i can't spell banana.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114922776340593259?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114922776340593259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114922776340593259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114922776340593259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114922776340593259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-guess-its-always-good-to-start-anew.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114913016491747331</id><published>2006-06-01T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:49:25.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOLESTER !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Attention to all St Nicholas students:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a guy molesting students from st nicholas. He strikes at Ang Mo Kio street 13. He is 1.6 – 1.7 tall, tanned/dirty looking skin colour, no spectacles, wearing stripe shirt (gray and greenish brown or sth and knee length shorts and slippers on Wednesday 31 May).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever see him , pls contact police, school staff straightaway. To protect yourself, pls wear pinafore, especially after trainings. And pls walk in groups. Please pass the message down thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO BE ON YOUR GUARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114913016491747331?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114913016491747331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114913016491747331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114913016491747331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114913016491747331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/06/molester.html' title='MOLESTER !!'/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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-14208236.post-114900281694245476</id><published>2006-05-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:26:57.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u caused my death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;YOU SHALL &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAYYYYYY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14208236-114900281694245476?l=breatheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/feeds/114900281694245476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14208236&amp;postID=114900281694245476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114900281694245476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14208236/posts/default/114900281694245476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breatheat.blogspot.com/2006/05/u-caused-my-death.html' title=''/><author><name>SHIRLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02259267740477515347</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>
