<?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-8350764082614176064</id><updated>2011-12-01T00:23:31.091+08:00</updated><category term='ur attitude determines ur altitude...haha chim anot...lol'/><category term='the link to the vid is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1f86BloBhs'/><category term='the tough gets going'/><category term='its good to keep urself busy but u got to noe when it is ur limit to things'/><category term='remember bout all ur responsibility'/><category term='always remember to hav some R and R'/><category term='OSchool Recital dope to the max'/><category term='dont take youth as an excuse'/><category term='dope is a slang tat means very good or great in hip hop culture'/><category term='push urself to the limit n more so tat ur r stronger'/><category term='but sometimes i think its the man tat waits for time'/><category term='time waits for no man'/><category term='life is full of struggles'/><category term='taking things one step at a time'/><category term='im not rich i jus happen to hav the money to buy the stuffs'/><category term='the road to one&apos;s better life is always a hard n painfully start but there will b a sweet ending'/><category term='its precisely bcos we r youths tat we can learn new things n over come problems'/><category term='life as a student is very bored but everyone hav to go through it'/><category term='when the going gets tough'/><category term='patience is the key to everything'/><title type='text'>emotions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350764082614176064.post-7245473513637902202</id><published>2011-12-01T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:23:31.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone...</title><content type='html'>tired of life...tired of living....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-7245473513637902202?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/7245473513637902202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-9109933576416159832</id><published>2011-10-09T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T01:05:51.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking</title><content type='html'>really wonder how does the afterlife feels like....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-9109933576416159832?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/9109933576416159832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=9109933576416159832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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useless...&lt;br /&gt;for not being able to contribute...&lt;br /&gt;maybe just maybe i really dont deserve to be here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2022665696500183760?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2022665696500183760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2022665696500183760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2022665696500183760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2022665696500183760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-970000197720542880</id><published>2011-08-11T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T01:34:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>why must it always b me to give in to everything?&lt;br /&gt;why is that that only my flaws are seen even when im trying my best to meet up to expectations?&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to see that im not doing my family proud and that its coming from them personally...&lt;br /&gt;why is it that im only allowed to swallow all my unhappiness and not express it out?&lt;br /&gt;even if i do, im still in the wrong for saying it out...&lt;br /&gt;just because im studying nursing doesnt mean that i have to change who i am right?&lt;br /&gt;as the years pass im being treated more and more like a tool&lt;br /&gt;feel that the only thing im given is money and everything else i got to depand on my own...&lt;br /&gt;if that is the case i rather not be given any money at all in exchange for what im losing right now...&lt;br /&gt;i am not asking for much...i am just asking to be treated as a son, a close friend which i know i will never be anymore, someone that can be depanded on, someone to be proud of...&lt;br /&gt;but most of all i just want to be treated as a human being again if possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-970000197720542880?l=brian-myshortlifestories.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-8350764082614176064.post-4106388367040807150</id><published>2011-08-10T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:56:45.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell i guess....</title><content type='html'>on the outside i may seem to be fine and happy just like everyone else...&lt;br /&gt;but also just like everyone else,&lt;br /&gt;i have my issues and my greatest is trying to fight against my emotions..&lt;br /&gt;to most it may seem like their issues are way bigger than mine which i agree&lt;br /&gt;which is why i chose not to say and show anything but keep everything inside...&lt;br /&gt;everyday and night im crying on the inside and i know im slowly hurting and killing myself from the inside...&lt;br /&gt;but still chose not to say anything to anyone because i do not want to worry anybody...&lt;br /&gt;dont want to seem like im selfish or just wanting to attract attention...&lt;br /&gt;and rahter help those around me, trying to make them happy, sharing their burden or at least be a listening ear to them even though i know i cant do much but still want to help them which is why many times the thought of "what if one day i'm just emotionless?" would it be better? won't than will i be able to help others more? i know its an oxymoron statement saying not wanting any emotions but still want to help others as helping others means that there are emotions involved...&lt;br /&gt;all i can do now which is what im doing for quite sometime already,maybe for a few years,&lt;br /&gt;is just to keep everything inside, to myself and carry on with things...&lt;br /&gt;wish that things could be how it used to be but i know time will never be able to turn back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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guess....'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7119721241486186582</id><published>2011-07-10T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T02:04:16.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self</title><content type='html'>there are times whereby i really consider being back to my old self...&lt;br /&gt;in the past although im always the transparent and the shadows of others but at least wadever i did was being recognised...&lt;br /&gt;in the past at least i felt that i wasnt ignored when ever i said something...&lt;br /&gt;in the past when ppl 'see' me at least they will ask how am i doing n see me as a happy person which i really was all they said was i had to express myself more...&lt;br /&gt;but now...yes i did tried to express more of myself, tried to b happy ( but obviously not), still am transparent and always being the shadow,tried and still trying to improve myself always but it seems that its never enuf, things that i did, to others now it was jus things that was expected of me to do, had more frens but in actual fact are they truely my frens?&lt;br /&gt;getting sick of being called this and that, tried to change my behavior but things still continued being the same...&lt;br /&gt;intially tried reaching out to ppl ard me trying to 'shout' for help but those who i told didnt nt understand how i felt or jus put wadever i said to one side...eventually i jus told myself forget it jus keep everything to urself...&lt;br /&gt;seeing others being constantly praised of this and that which im proud n happy for them but at the back of my mind the thought of "when isitz gonna b my turn?" always appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true that this whole post all i've said is about myself n sound that im being very selfish...&lt;br /&gt;but than again am i...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-7119721241486186582?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/7119721241486186582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=7119721241486186582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/7119721241486186582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/7119721241486186582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2011/07/self.html' title='self'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-5890663560387591659</id><published>2009-11-08T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:43:40.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad is the truth and wad is not? is there a difference now?&lt;br /&gt;emotions or reasoning? which to choose?&lt;br /&gt;remain being myself or someone else, someone different?&lt;br /&gt;am i a person or just a thing that people use and throw? most people just ask for what they want from me and than disappear only to appear again when they need more things before disappear.&lt;br /&gt;physical tired or emotional tired? again who am i to complain or say anything.&lt;br /&gt;happiness or sadness? i doubt there is such emotions in me or is there?&lt;br /&gt;there are so many questions in my mind and many more that are unsolved except for 1 question.&lt;br /&gt;bye for now than...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-5890663560387591659?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/5890663560387591659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=5890663560387591659' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5890663560387591659'/><link 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but yet again everyone is n some even more tired than i am&lt;br /&gt;so who am i to complain bout anything at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-119147861544955384?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/119147861544955384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=119147861544955384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/119147861544955384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/119147861544955384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/11/thought-of-giving-up-is-so-easy-but-yet.html' title='expressing'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7250594213597048420</id><published>2009-10-07T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:04:24.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its all about me -_-'''</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius Strength Keywords:&lt;/h3&gt;- Witty&lt;br /&gt;- Clever&lt;br /&gt;- Humanitarian&lt;br /&gt;- Inventive&lt;br /&gt;- Original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius Weakness Keywords:&lt;/h3&gt;- Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;- Unemotional&lt;br /&gt;- Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;- Rebellious&lt;br /&gt;- Aloof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius and Independence:&lt;/h3&gt;Aquarius personality is very independent, any attempt to hold them down or restrict them will cause them, to flee. They need to be free to be on their own. Independence is not just desired by Aquarius, it is essential to their well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius and Friendship:&lt;/h3&gt;Beneath the detached, unemotional exterior lies a kind hearted friend that will go out of their way to help another. They love to make people laugh and cheer people up and it makes them feel good to make others feel good. They do not expect anything in return for this could put a damper on their freedom, they live with no strings attached. They are very unconventional and always full of excitement, an Aquarius friend always makes life fun. They might offer you a spontaneous last minute camping trip with no supplies prepared, if you decide to go along, you will have a weekend to remember forever!&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius and Business:&lt;/h3&gt;Aquarius likes to do something useful with their lives, mixing that with their amazing way with people, they make excellent politicians and social workers/psychologists. They are progressive thinkers and are great at forming new ideologies and theories, any type of research is very suited to Aquarius. Aquarius one downfall in the business world is the attention to detail, they like the grand ideas and massive plans and can make them happen, but the mundane day to day repetitive details causes them to procrastinate. Aquarius needs a secretary.&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius and Temperament:&lt;/h3&gt;Aquarius tend to be rebels just for the sake of having their own way. Their stubbornness sometimes causes their failure, they will continue to do something their way even though others have proved it is wrong, they are very smart people and know it is wrong but they will continue just because it is their way, they are very fixed in opinion and stubborn when confronted. Despite their stubbornness and fixed opinion, they will never impose their ideas on others, they have respect for everybody's differences.&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius Deep Inside:&lt;/h3&gt;Aquarius are in search of wisdom, they are very observant and they can gather their information objectively because emotions do not get in the way, they seem to be above emotions altogether and when they speak, they speak the truth. Sometimes it may be shocking or painful because of their disregard for the feelings of others, but they intend no harm, they call it like they see it and do not emotions cloud their judgment, they are very detached from emotion. It is not that Aquarius are unemotional, they just to not trust their emotions so they incorporate them into their ideas of who they are. As a result, if someone does not agree with their ideas, Aquarius sometimes takes it personally, not as much as other zodiac signs however as Aquarius is intellect driven and not emotionally driven. Sometimes they wonder if there is something in life that they are missing because they do not feel like other people feel. This does not necessarily prevent them from being involved in intimate relationships, they are capable of this but the person on the other end will always notice an air of detachment from Aquarius. Aquarius wonders 'why?' so much that they can question their existence. They wonder if what they are doing is useful, they want other people to notice them and appreciate them, this is caused by underlying insecurities that wonder if other people accept them for who they are but these are never brought to the surface because to an Aquarius, it does not matter that much because they know that they are special.&lt;h3&gt;Aquarius in a Nutshell:&lt;/h3&gt;Aquarius is the sign of visionaries, unconventionality and intellectual independence. Aquarius are the people who deviate from the crowd and go their own way. They are always after intellectual stimulation, constantly discovering something new, forming new opinions and stubbornly traveling their way regardless of what other people think. Aquarius are filled with paradoxes, they are interested in the opposite ends of the spectrum, they like to be alone yet are social butterflies, they like to experience both sides and see both opinions as they formulate new ideas with their forward thinking, active mind. Aquarius have a 'live and let live' policy where everyone is free to be themselves, an Aquarius never judges others because as human beings, we are all equal and entitled to our own opinions. They are verbally skilled and very witty, they observe people and learn how to interact with others through observation. They can be masters of manipulation justifying anything they do or think. As a result, they can deal with any type of personality and adapt to any situation. They welcome change because boredom is their enemy. Anything new is an opportunity to Aquarius. Aquarius can act as an expert on any topic, they are very good at inflating their own importance, they feel it is deserved because their eccentricity makes them unique. Conventional people beware, Aquarius likes to shock and deviate from the norm, this is how they live. Aquarius is known to pick at anyone they find weak or dull-minded. It is simply an easy target for verbal exercise for them, no harm is meant but it might be taken from the other person. 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-all-about-me.html' title='its all about me -_-&apos;&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-4104919674174919078</id><published>2009-09-01T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:26:31.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" id="ctl00_cp_ply" class="lyric_d1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not Sure I'm Ready To Leave&lt;br /&gt;But I Don't Think It's Safe If I Stay&lt;br /&gt;And The Burden Of Loving You Is Heavy For Me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;But I Just Can't Seem To Turn And Walk Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everytime that I feel at home is when I'm lookin in your eyes (your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;And the only truth that I've ever known is when you're tellin me your lies (your lies)&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't tell a lie, it's all a blur, not really sure, if you're a blessing or curse&lt;br /&gt;And the only truth that I've ever known is when you're tellin me your lies (your lies), and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves been a disaster for me&lt;br /&gt;What started out so beautiful has turned to pain&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;See I know that it's been over for a while but I can't break away (break away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everytime that I feel at home is when I'm lookin in your eyes (your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;And the only truth that I've ever known is when you're tellin me your lies (your lies)&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't tell a lie, it's all a blur, not really sure, if you're a blessing or curse&lt;br /&gt;And the only truth that I've ever known is when you're tellin me your lies (your lies), and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me holding on to ya...&lt;br /&gt;Got me confused I don't know what's real or fake&lt;br /&gt;Baby now the only thing I'm used ta&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, everynight, all the time I hear your lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everytime that I feel at home is when I'm lookin in your eyes (your eyes)&lt;br /&gt;And the only truth that I've ever known is when you're tellin me your lies (your lies)&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't tell a lie, it's all a blur, not really sure, if you're a blessing or curse&lt;br /&gt;And the only truth that I've ever known is when you're tellin me your lies (your lies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;since day 1 all i've heard is lies after lies even after u said tat u wont lie anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;how naive can i get to believe wad u say time after time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i feel damn stupid n dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;just like the lyrics of this song, what i feel every single day is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;tried doing things to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that whatever i do&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i try,nothing seems to make me forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;setup_params();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4104919674174919078?l=brian-myshortlifestories.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-8350764082614176064.post-4939816112743541848</id><published>2009-08-17T02:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:30:17.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo ppl&lt;br /&gt;ok first of all suntec dance 2009 is dope&lt;br /&gt;congratz to the teams tat got in esp to triple T,F.Y.I, Flair nation C.O.A, Seven and all the rest of the NRA teams hahaha cos im from NRA haha lol&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway for those who wans to (or dun intend to or dunno whether wan to anot) watch G.I Joe u better go watch it cos its damn nice reali.&lt;br /&gt;for myself i dint intend to watch the movie at all cos i thought its some camera/computer effect thingy movie lyk all the rest but when i went to watch it i was lyk WOW haha yea&lt;br /&gt;so do go catch the movie yea&lt;br /&gt;ok lastly dunno if i should get tis pair of shoes&lt;br 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blogger???&lt;div&gt;wads the problem ar???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4841803862850124039?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4841803862850124039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4841803862850124039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4841803862850124039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4841803862850124039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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of the many different kinds of patients tat made it so fun haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea tats all for my CA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya btw although its damn long time ago...ok nt reali long time but yea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TBG was dope as usual esp wit the overseas crews n also K.O Night also nice to watch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea signing off now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3367450966871219099?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3367450966871219099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3367450966871219099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-8734523226682957880</id><published>2009-06-06T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:01:29.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="quiz_result_title" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;those who noe me quite well i think will also agree tat the things written are quite true and yes my birthday is in january&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quiz_result_title" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;January&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://quiztacular.com.s3.amazonaws.com/0/b/f/3/0bf35916470ec71d207f3da9eaed2b27.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="quiz_result_text" style="font-family: arial; margin-top: 10px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Loves to teach and be taught &lt;br /&gt;Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses &lt;br /&gt;Likes to criticize &lt;br /&gt;Hardworking and productive &lt;br /&gt;Smart, neat and organized &lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts &lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make others happy &lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed &lt;br /&gt;Rather reserved &lt;br /&gt;Highly attentive &lt;br /&gt;Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds &lt;br /&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love &lt;br /&gt;Loves children &lt;br /&gt;Homely person &lt;br /&gt;Loyal &lt;br /&gt;Needs to improve social abilities &lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quiz_result_text" style="font-family: arial; margin-top: 10px; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 14px; "&gt;haha n tis is such a random post &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8734523226682957880?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8734523226682957880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=8734523226682957880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8734523226682957880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8734523226682957880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/06/those-who-noe-me-quite-well-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-3272243205658358936</id><published>2009-05-22T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:56:32.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa!!! dunno wan to cry or b happy&lt;div&gt;jus saw my Clinical Attachment(CA) timetable &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my first week im posted to tampines polyclinic( 29 June -3 July )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than 2nd week die liao posted to united medical care at toa payoh on the 6 n 7 July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;health promotion board on the 8 July&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="242" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;col width="45"&gt;&lt;col width="61"&gt;&lt;col width="70"&gt;&lt;col width="66"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="18"&gt;&lt;td height="18" class="xl69" colspan="3" width="176"&gt;Man Fut Tong Nursing Home at woodlands on the 9 n 10 of July&lt;br /&gt;hai so how wan cry or happy think both la haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3272243205658358936?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3272243205658358936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3272243205658358936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3272243205658358936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3272243205658358936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/05/wa-dunno-wan-to-cry-or-b-happy-jus-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-4112404949015280844</id><published>2009-05-20T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:32:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> yo ppl&lt;div&gt;ok going to talk bout poly life so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm now i gt 7 modules n my timetable is damn 'hole-ly' which i hate lo so much time wasted in sch jus bcos of the breaks inbetween anyway its week 5 alread in poly n common test is lyk on week 7 so damn fast rite aaaahhhh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so anyway im still damn lost from everything but slowly getting used to the life in poly alread &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya n i gt sick n tired ok the food in sch alread during week 3 haha n im suppost to b in tis sch for lyk 3 years haha ok nth to say alread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till than ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4112404949015280844?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4112404949015280844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4112404949015280844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4112404949015280844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4112404949015280844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-ppl-ok-going-to-talk-bout-poly-life.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-3810783291091087924</id><published>2009-05-06T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:32:49.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sure tat most or all dancers hav been asked tis question which is 'wad is dance to you' but hav it crossed ur minds tat "why do you dance" and "for wad reasonsgoals/missions tat make you wan to dance"&lt;div&gt;well i'll been asked tis question recently n to say the truth once tis question hit me all i could think of was nth!!! my mind was blank!!! when i first started i thought it was cool(so wierd using tis word) but now i keep thinking bout tis question and all i could answer was "isitz bcos everyone else is dancing also" which is nt reali an ans but more questions. gotta find my ans which i did nt find last time reali hope tat its nt reali cos everyone else is also dancing. all i noe is tat i feel tat dance brings me joy and love and also i hav to consider bout my health n stuff hopefully i can hav the wisdom to make correct decision to everything including dance which i feel is important to me but i dunno y its important to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. anyone gt lobang for dope shoes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3810783291091087924?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3810783291091087924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3810783291091087924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3810783291091087924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3810783291091087924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sure-tat-most-or-all-dancers-hav.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7009423877185035424</id><published>2009-05-03T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:32:22.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NRA audition is tmr aaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;dunno if i've made a right choice by going for the auditions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-7009423877185035424?l=brian-myshortlifestories.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-8350764082614176064.post-3168606160715303860</id><published>2009-04-15T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:21:56.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im damn bored as usual  lol&lt;div&gt;anyway im thinking of going for the mass workshop for TBG(the big groove) nt too sure yet anyway if anyone is going pls do tell me and also anyone going for TBG concert do tell me also tis year's concert is ging to b dope i think cos cool mint is in it this year *YEAH!!!!!* haha i jus love them they are always so in sync n stuff yea so do tell me so tat i noe who is going n mayb we can go together haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh n im thinking of going there early again and my early is nt lyk 1 hr b4 ok haha must b kiasu for tis event its the only event tat i will b super kiasu haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last year's TBG i when there with Huixian,Tiffany,Eugene and Freddie n we reach there at erm think 2pm if im nt wrong all thxs to my planning n kiasu-ness haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dope events are worth being kiasu haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k stop here till than bye ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3168606160715303860?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3168606160715303860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3168606160715303860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3168606160715303860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3168606160715303860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-im-damn-bored-as-usual-lol-anyway-im.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-4936675796287130723</id><published>2009-04-04T01:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:18:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TPDE GEMS 4</title><content type='html'>yo ppl haha when for tpde's concert/production n its damn dope i tell u haha&lt;div&gt;the 'story' is bout cinderalla but wit a slight twist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course there is cnderalla but instead of 2 step-sis n 1 step mom there is only 2 bimbotic 'bosses' n instead of having a prince there is a choreographer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite a interesting production in all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i lyk best is all the modern routines even nicholas who is into street also lyk them haha so tat shows how dope it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i lyk best is the part whereby cinderalla changed her clothes by her fairygodmother than she danced whoa i tell u tat whole routine is damn damn damn nice afew genres mixed together(ballet,jazz,hiphop n i think comtemp) all wearing different colours to show wad genre is wad colours haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea n there is also a So You Think You Can Dance sagment which is quite interesting n the best n funny part is whereby there is tis group of ppl 'auditioning' by dancing the shuffle etc towards techno song than straight away they were out haha damn funny n dope haha(no offence reali) those who gt the tix for tmr's show ur should reali go watch it n nt missed it heard tix for the sat show were sold out so those of u who cant get the tix wait for youtube hopefully there will b ppl posting the whole thing haha although it wun b so happening n exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think tats all dun wan to reali say too much yea haha so bye ppl till next time haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4936675796287130723?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4936675796287130723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4936675796287130723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4936675796287130723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4936675796287130723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-ppl-haha-when-for-tpdes.html' title='TPDE GEMS 4'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6016098864230437794</id><published>2009-03-26T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:57:23.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna watch boogie town which feat kaba n quest anyone wanna go wit me to watch???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6016098864230437794?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6016098864230437794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6016098864230437794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6016098864230437794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6016098864230437794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanna-watch-boogie-town-which-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-4048933680885275598</id><published>2009-03-08T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:19:36.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sprain my bloody back n i cant move&lt;div&gt;so i magine going to ur youngest cousin's bday party n all of the sudden while ur walking than u jus sprain ur back wit no reason tats wad happen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a very shity feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think wad everyone tell me is rite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the looks n age of a young guy but the body of an old man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4048933680885275598?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4048933680885275598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4048933680885275598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4048933680885275598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4048933680885275598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-sprain-my-bloody-back-n-i-cant-move.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-3973119711569213521</id><published>2009-03-06T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:17:09.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah i jus gt my one stage tee haha so happy lol&lt;div&gt;anyway dunno if i should go stay over at my youngest cousin's charlet tmr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3973119711569213521?l=brian-myshortlifestories.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-8350764082614176064.post-8905136759398979160</id><published>2009-03-01T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:29:21.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*edited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sure tat there r more n more ppl getting sick including me haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having headache for lyk erm a week alread its damn shitty lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last time keep wanting to fall sick(for wad reasons i also dunno im jus weird i guess) but now i dun wan alread  haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y am i even laughing bout it think im jus weird hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok think i stop here for now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nite ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. thx guys think u guys r rite i shall nt go to the same level as them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8905136759398979160?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8905136759398979160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=8905136759398979160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8905136759398979160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8905136759398979160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-of-all-i-jus-wanna-say-tis-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-5703081756373734774</id><published>2009-02-18T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:45:05.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;happen to b going ard reading blogs n i came across tis post on one of the blog so gt to giv credits to them(sydc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;when u watched the vid alread do think bout it yar n if can i feel tat the msg should b passed to as many ppl as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-5703081756373734774?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/5703081756373734774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=5703081756373734774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5703081756373734774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5703081756373734774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-1635549908361078479</id><published>2009-02-12T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:21:26.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>feeling damn tired nt only physically but mentally as well&lt;div&gt;hai wat else can i do:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully sch can start soon lyk tmr so tat i will get distracted n forget bout everything else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-1635549908361078479?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/1635549908361078479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-8998078487459272160</id><published>2009-01-28T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:27:23.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>randoom post&lt;div&gt;feeling very sick now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must b all the cny food taking its toll haha lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr going back to sch to teach ppl again n after tat heaed down to oschool for popping class haha cant wat for tat class cos learning glides yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but my wave n hits suck to the core seriously &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway ending here kinda late or should i say early alread haha lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. diana i wan tat t-shirt haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8998078487459272160?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8998078487459272160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=8998078487459272160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8998078487459272160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8998078487459272160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/randoom-post-feeling-very-sick-now-must.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-644461498258448424</id><published>2009-01-24T03:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:23:49.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok jus a quick post on 23rd jan(cos now is 24th jan alread)&lt;div&gt;first of all i would lyk to thx those who have wished me happy birthday haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reali appreciate it esp to huixian(although u nt there but i noe ur there.get it? cos i dun get wat im saying haha),samantha,yumin,angela n huimin reali thx u guys(or should i say ladies) for the cake n creaming my face wit the cake thx arh some more at food courst n sing so luod some more reali THX arh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n omg i jus realized its all girls aaaaaaarrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhh lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i relized i suck a popping all my hits r so small i can only do choreo but without any hits de -_-zzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n today's hiphop class wit AnAn is as usual i gt mistakes again haha lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must change tis bad habit of making mistakes anyway over all had quite a fun day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see told ur comfirm gt things happen de rite haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh n b4 i forget(nt tat i will)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIK!!!! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-644461498258448424?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/644461498258448424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=644461498258448424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/644461498258448424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/644461498258448424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-jus-quick-post-first-of-all-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-8779828153809937508</id><published>2009-01-23T03:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T03:39:46.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok since everyone(ok 2 only for now) asked me to update so i shall update&lt;div&gt;so here it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UPDATED &lt;/span&gt;haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lame &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok seriously i shall update mayb tmr after im back from An's(AnAn for those who dunno) class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comfirm will gt things happen tmr de if dun hav than dun hav lo hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8779828153809937508?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8779828153809937508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=8779828153809937508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8779828153809937508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8779828153809937508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-since-everyoneok-2-only-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6156585924288322159</id><published>2009-01-17T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:06:29.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nik wans me to thx him for telling me wat does roflmao so here thx nik happy? haha&lt;div&gt;anyway nik u aso must thx me for telling u wat does poser means haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway poping on wed is also usual very fun seriously n also today anan's class is also very fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she keep looking at me lo than when i look at her she giv me the smile tat says u noe ur mistakes arh than i smile back lo n ppl dun anyhow think hor esp ppl lyk hx pls la she's attached can haiyo how old alread ur anyway going for my first popping class tmr jus hope i dun die there haha lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k la nth to say anymore so end here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6156585924288322159?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6156585924288322159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6156585924288322159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6156585924288322159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6156585924288322159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/nik-wans-me-to-thx-him-for-telling-me.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6275982036057302034</id><published>2009-01-11T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:11:20.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrhhhhhhh&lt;div&gt;jus afew more hours n the O lvl results will b out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think all or at least most O lvl grads r going crazy now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n to think for the pass few weeks ppl ask me if i nervous anot than i jus said i cant b bothered but now i think i also going crazy soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i noe my results cant b gd but still theres always the sense of not being able to wait to noe wat will happen next jus hate tis feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y does life hav to keep giving us tis kind of feeling haiyo jus cant understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm jus hav to wait than &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6275982036057302034?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6275982036057302034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6275982036057302034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6275982036057302034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6275982036057302034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrhhhhhhh-jus-afew.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-5434643319198672324</id><published>2009-01-07T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:08:45.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok as promised heres bout today's class&lt;div&gt;well first poping class was hmmm let me see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun yet akward cos i can do rolls tat ben taught n hand hitting haha but i cant do stomach hit n my leg hits r lyk so weird oh oh oh n the 'best' part wats the butt hit haha ben was lyk going ard looking n checking a everyone's butt to see if got hit hard eunf or do correctly anot haha than everyone was lyk luaghing n stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but gt one thing very sian bout the class which is...nid to stand still on one spot cant even move ard lo how sian can tat b( at least to me) n btw for those of u who missed the signing up there r 3 more courses tat starts on the week of 2 or 3 feb not sure cos forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the three courses are hiphop 1 n two other new courses which r wacking 1 n LA/Lyrical hiphop 1 haha how dope can the new courses b but dun thingk will b going of them mayb wacking bout the other two nid to see how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k tats all i thing i hav for today's 'report' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-5434643319198672324?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/5434643319198672324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=5434643319198672324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5434643319198672324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5434643319198672324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-as-promised-heres-bout-todays-class.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-5160312877387013635</id><published>2009-01-07T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:56:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo ppl...&lt;div&gt;nowadays reali lazy to update or even do anything else in fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway going to start my very first poping class wit ben later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully i can catch the things he teach(my first time learn tis genre) n also make some new frenz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tats all for now shall blog mayb once i get back from the class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-5160312877387013635?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/5160312877387013635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=5160312877387013635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5160312877387013635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5160312877387013635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7041836302051223043</id><published>2009-01-01T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:15:44.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-7041836302051223043?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/7041836302051223043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=7041836302051223043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/7041836302051223043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/7041836302051223043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-3494471798532845698</id><published>2008-12-28T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T12:27:28.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tis is going to b a very short post&lt;div&gt;1) i hurt my back again...see doctor alread now waiting for 30/03/09 to go to specialist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) im so bored everyday jus stoning here n there only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3494471798532845698?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3494471798532845698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3494471798532845698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3494471798532845698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3494471798532845698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/12/tis-is-going-to-b-al-very-short-post-1.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-3489441657353988661</id><published>2008-12-25T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:35:46.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yo ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha so happy today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when to peninsula plaza(dunno how to spell someone correct me if u wan) today to shop for my bro's CNY stuff but instead i saw tis pair of shoes(from limited edition shop) tat kinda got my attention(n there r many more tat looks dope reali) so ask my parents if its possible to buy it lo n they say can so i bought it haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully it looks dope to others as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heres how it looks lyk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SVONPqzFYnI/AAAAAAAAACE/r_O7jsM8lLo/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" alt="" 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style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SVONP0RrG7I/AAAAAAAAACM/8H7Ua8IPTmw/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283722090706049970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm nth to say alread so for now signing off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. recital pics waiting for ie ching to send me sorry o having ur waiting n merry christmass ppl haha bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3489441657353988661?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3489441657353988661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3489441657353988661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3489441657353988661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3489441657353988661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-ppl-haha-so-happy-today-when-to.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SVONPqzFYnI/AAAAAAAAACE/r_O7jsM8lLo/s72-c/DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350764082614176064.post-2739614790564665891</id><published>2008-12-09T14:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:49:58.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OSchool Recital dope to the max'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat can i say bout Oschool recital yesterday(monday 8 of dec) &lt;div&gt;hmmm... DOPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! seriously it was lyk so damn bloody dope until no words can describe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus alittle side track before going in alittle details bout the whole event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ann Tan was hospitalize  yesterday morning n daniel is at LA since Thur/Fri so was alittle worried for the ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok back to the event...first performance was Ann Tan's choreo which Diana( Maria...haha) n Ie Ching were in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those of u who dunno who is Ann Tan jus to let u noe she is an isolation queen so her choreo also alot of isolations haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diana lyk wat Huixian said u improved alot since day 1 congrats n stay dope haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ie Ching sorry didnt reali see u cos was busy watching diana haha sorry sorry sorry but i noe one thing tat never changed at all n tat is ue DOPE haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after Ann's choreo it was Daniel's choreo (i think haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so since daniel was not ard n stuff i think overall those(including Nik n Wilfred) in his item they managed to put up a reali gd performance for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nik gd work haha got the prisoner face haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilfred hmm how should i put it...for once ur firece dance face helped u to b in character haha jking jking haha but ya great job guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so up next it was AnAn/ Xuehui choreo which was lyk great n got 'feel' haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so after tat was poping i guess n it was lyk stunting reali imagine a huge group of poppers bout 20 plus of them in a stage tat is not reali tat big n they only used the front part of the stage u'll jus get tat kind of feeling tat *will they fall off the stage* tat kind of feeling n the dope part was tat they hit every single beat very hard they u got to b there on the spot watching it to reali feel it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah so after tat was (shit i forgot alread) but gt lyrical/LA hiphop which was dope erm locking which i dun reali get it no offence though than erm still got wat hmm on ya reggae which was dope n lyrical jazz which ryan reali used the whole stage with the choreo although there's only 6 ppl in tat item n also jazz item by fredy which i lyk haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think tats all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait theres still O crew which wat they did was unique cos their storyline was bout the entire week wat thery will b doing lyk for example on monday daniel has his hip hop 2 open class n Xuehui has her hip hop 1 open class n Ryan's lyrical jazz class so they did a hip hop n jazz routine than on tuesday since o school is closed on tat day they named it training day than on wed theres AnAn's hip hop 1 open u Fredy's street jazz class n so on n so fore jus check the oschool website to noe wat classes are on which day to get wat kind of dance o crew choreo-ed la lazy to say it all out haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully they making dvds for the recital so tat can watch over n over again haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh n when the whole event was over it was picture taking time n i suck at poseing n smiling for pictures damn it but here r the pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/ST4ho7Ud16I/AAAAAAAAABs/maZ6m3yguhk/s320/CIMG1613.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277692800326817698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/ST4hoMLU7JI/AAAAAAAAABk/wbM4CFoJRl0/s320/CIMG1601.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277692787672018066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/ST4hoPTtuCI/AAAAAAAAABc/A0vNB2FWG14/s320/CIMG1602.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277692788512503842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/ST4hnmjceiI/AAAAAAAAABU/DafM8jPZKAI/s320/CIMG1610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277692777572629026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n tis is ryan camwhoring pic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/ST4izUpMXxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SmnQ9fn5hPA/s320/CIMG1612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277694078434959122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there still more pictures so wait for them ya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k ending here for now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/ST4ho7Ud16I/AAAAAAAAABs/maZ6m3yguhk/s72-c/CIMG1613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350764082614176064.post-4346579686952319036</id><published>2008-12-03T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:56:22.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAHHHHHHH crap i cant think of any more steps for the choreo gt brain block die die die &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4346579686952319036?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4346579686952319036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4346579686952319036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4346579686952319036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4346579686952319036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/12/aaaaaahhhhhhh-crap-i-cant-think-of-any.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-430558856459604990</id><published>2008-11-21T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:32:37.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus a quick post i guess since i so bloody long never post alread...&lt;div&gt;ok lets see I've been to an interview at Raffles City starsbucks wit my cousin n she got hired n which made me doubt tat i will b hired(they say by sun no call means no hired so will b going to another outlet to try my luck haha...die also must work at starbucks n no where else haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o n to my dancing frenz anyone interested in going for ben's popping 1 n anan's hip hop 1 in jan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think tats all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohya cant wait for tmr to finally meet up wit ie ching,nik,wilfred n diana after sooooo freaking long haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S cant wait to go for the O School recital n NRA's danzation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone going for Foreign Bodies Production???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-430558856459604990?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/430558856459604990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=430558856459604990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/430558856459604990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/430558856459604990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/11/jus-quick-post-i-guess-since-i-so.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6773840641762941249</id><published>2008-10-28T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:57:22.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decisions decisions decisions&lt;div&gt;seems lyk life is full of decisions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...im thinking now where will i go after the O lvl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no matter where i see it seems tat i only gt 2 choices which r 1) going to ite which is not a bad thing as everyone else thinks it is as ite is lyk last time the poly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or 2) if possible repeat the year again but tat is if the sch allow(most of the time only special cases)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im very confused now which is affecting my mood in every other aspact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i noe tat i most probably or even reali deserve it as i didnt study at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not lyk i dun wan to but mayb bcos i feel very demoralize after the prelims or tat im jus plain lazy n complacent due to the fact tat i alread got a N lvl cert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think is the second reason &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAARRRRHHHHHH HELP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i reali nid help now i nid someone to reali talk to n someone to advice n help me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think i will stop 4 more or i will go emo again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its very bad u noe i keep going emo n getting angry 4 no reason at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y is tis happening to me argh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fed up la how i wish life is so not complicated in tis modern times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6773840641762941249?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6773840641762941249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6773840641762941249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6773840641762941249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6773840641762941249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/10/decisions-decisions-decisions-seems-lyk.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-8703386608973960197</id><published>2008-10-26T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:10:54.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yo ppl &lt;div&gt;k now o lvl so never update so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(wat only i never study at all still can act now studying haha lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k after next week i shall giv myself a prediction but most prob is nt a gd one will say more next time haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till than &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8703386608973960197?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8703386608973960197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=8703386608973960197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8703386608973960197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/8703386608973960197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/10/hwy-yo-ppl-k-now-o-lvl-so-never-update.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-1228342240900575772</id><published>2008-10-12T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:30:11.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there ppl...&lt;div&gt;as usual today when to oschool but since daniel is overseas together wit fredy n ryan doing a project anan took over him today for open class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tell u the class was dope man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lyk the routine she did today n i m anaged to do it although when time for video-ing down i forgot the steps haha but i can do it ok i didnt died over there ok haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so anyway after the lesson nik,diana n today's birthday boy wilfred n myself when to bk for lunch ya so after tat i when home alread which is sssssssssssssssssssssssssssoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(think u get my point) boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so i was surfing the net the whoe time until now when i was surfing youtube i came across tis vid tat was so funny tat i think my face turn red from all the laughing n i was tearing n i cant stop laughing cos its super duper funny to the max haha tis is the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma34iye3Yz0"&gt;link&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/8350764082614176064-1228342240900575772?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/1228342240900575772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=1228342240900575772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/1228342240900575772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/1228342240900575772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-there-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-2741523075750619420</id><published>2008-10-03T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:06:25.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo ppl   -_-''zzz&lt;div&gt;think bout 1 week didnt blog so ya here it is...haha...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun hav anything tat is worth bloging 4 now if nt is cant rmb...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya also quite lazy...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway think bout 2 more weeks b4 the big Os n bout another 2.5 weeks b4 it ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so bout 4.5 weeks b4 tat huge burden is over n yes it a huge but idiotic burden cos if dun hav it equals die OMG(actually nt reali la jus trying 2 b abit drama haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so gt nth to say alread &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2741523075750619420?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2741523075750619420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2741523075750619420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2741523075750619420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2741523075750619420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/10/yo-ppl-zzz-think-bout-1-week-didnt-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-3785161144204025410</id><published>2008-09-21T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:19:57.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok as promised i shall blog bout ytd&lt;div&gt;so lets start wit gong to o school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for ann's open class which made me noe the reason y im such a noob at dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i practical died in the class i mean try stoning most of the time in the class jus bcos u can get the steps n keep thinking bout how is it being done jus bcos of tis one simple reason i screwed up the whole thing for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tat gt a brk b4 the hip hop 3 class which equal to more knee pain/injury hai~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;noe y...cos daniel is siao one he lyk to do sooooo much floor work tat require u to b on ur knees so it all equals to pain pain pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so done wit summerizing bout o school(cant b bothered to say anything else bout it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so after o school when to diana's for dinner/ her bro's birthday celebration i tell u the food was very nice haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but b4 i say anything else i shall reply to miss tang huixian's tagged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(b4 u watch it can jus stop the music at the right hand corner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7b446e1044d2d6ac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya but had fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but b4 we(huixian n myself) left everyone was lyk 'dance dance' but i was lyk -_-'' haha cos i gt headache than still gt to dance but nvm cos since it was diana bro's birthday n i didnt get a present for him so i told huixian since its his birthday we treat it as his present lor haha i noe so cheapo rite haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so after tat was done we sabo-ed diana n ie ching to dance(recital dance) also than followed by nik n wilfred(ann's open class routine) ya so ater tat left for home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think tat sort of summerized everything i guess haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3785161144204025410?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7b446e1044d2d6ac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3785161144204025410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3785161144204025410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3785161144204025410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3785161144204025410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-as-promised-i-shall-blog-bout-ytd-so.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-4049998671277245696</id><published>2008-09-20T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:29:15.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today got alot happening stuff but now headache so shall blog buot them tmr&lt;div&gt;i go rest alread...wa head very pain...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4049998671277245696?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4049998671277245696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4049998671277245696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4049998671277245696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4049998671277245696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-got-alot-happening-stuff-but-now.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-1394891958171639173</id><published>2008-09-16T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:42:18.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah prelims finally finish(although to me gt prelims or not also the same never study...nt gd nt gd nt gd...lol)&lt;div&gt;anyway predicted score for prelims: L1R4 31 haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never study at all how to get gd marks comfirm will flank all papers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nt much to post bout jus getting back some of my papers tmr &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will see if my predictions r correct haha lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-1394891958171639173?l=brian-myshortlifestories.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-8350764082614176064.post-7001199907903683693</id><published>2008-09-07T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:19:47.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl...&lt;div&gt;yesterday when to suntec dance 2008 finals wit diana,nik n wilfred...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i didnt noe any of the competitors so basic-ly i jus when there so b part of the whole thing...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway we reached there(fountain of wealth) at ard 5-6plus n sit there until 7:4opm(sit until backside stiff lor..serious) than the show start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first part is the introduction of the whole event than followed by the MCs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw the MCs r very long winded can hai yo cant stand them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so back to the thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the introduction, the kids finalist performed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tat is when the real thing starts haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it continues wit the open solo which all of them r dope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than half way through noe wat happen...it started raining lucky got umbralla but got also = no use the rain was too heavy until the MSc got to ask even those wit umbrallas to go to the side which is shelted but once the thing continues wit the open group those wit umbrallas jus hack care lah go back to watch haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the groups are all so dope la esp indepandent crew...haha think they r my fav&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohya the fantastic kids r also my competitors for dance work 08 except theres even more of them n they improved alot since the last time i've seen them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno wat else to say alread cos got too much to say so shall stop here if wan noe more can go to nik's or diana's blog there to read more haha i too lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6610228587865374869</id><published>2008-09-02T01:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:18:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning to those who cant take lameness pls stop reading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok jus a very short n lame post i guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno y but jus when i was stoning at home i thought of tis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;f studying=exams,tests n prelims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;n passing exams,tests n prelims=stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;stressed is also =desserts spelled backward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;so in other words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;desserts=passing exams,tests n prelims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;so y dun everyone jus eat desserts to pass their exams,tests n prelims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;haha...LAME...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6610228587865374869?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6610228587865374869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6610228587865374869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6610228587865374869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6610228587865374869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/09/warning-to-those-who-cant-take-lameness.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350764082614176064.post-3940744645873090765</id><published>2008-08-30T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:09:19.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SLlnhyKFHwI/AAAAAAAAABE/-Wk04Dj24Gk/s1600-h/DSC05328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SLlnhyKFHwI/AAAAAAAAABE/-Wk04Dj24Gk/s400/DSC05328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240333471519678210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok today is a very dope day &lt;div&gt;noe y...cos the few of us had dinner wit daniel...haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huixian dun jealous arh haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway today had a fun day cos hip hop 3 getting more n more weird in a gd way cos its lyk the choreo is a mix of everything lor haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so after the lesson we passed our gifts to daniel for teachers' day(or should i say instrutors' day)...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so we asked him if we could hav dinner wit him also n surpirsingly he say he can but gt to chop chop as he nids to go KL to do a show wit the rest of O crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he settled some admin stuff b4 we can go 4 dinner so while waiting we when to the white studio to 'play'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i played wit the spilt mechine haha fun sia haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so when daniel's done he wanted to bring us to noodle house ken 4 raman but instead we when to cathey to hav niu rou mian(beef noodle) which is unlyk the others the mian outside arh damn nice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus a note to the rest who r planning to hav dinner wit daniel DUN ALLOW HIM TO ORDER THE FOOD haha he order alot lor wa lau full lyk hell la can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the food he ordered r very nice(we had xiao long pao,mutton satay thingy which is very nice no weird smell,spicy chicken,prawn paste chicken wings also i think,gyoza which looks lyk so weird,thai style tofu,milk tea wit pearl,pumpkin thingy tat looks lyk some dessert tat u hav 4 breakfast) think tats all 4get liao but had fun la of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we asked him bout some stuff(actually not some is alot)haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so after tat daniel nid to go off so the few of us took a pic wit than we when to fort canning park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to dance(i noe its lyk lol rite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than damn hot la there but we freestyled n stuff n left after awhile so after tat when back to city hall to take train home lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so after tat i reached home which is now haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya b4 i 4get i bought a pair of shoe 4 dance haha lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k signing off here going to rest n prepare 4 tmr's pref hope it will b nice n i dun screw up haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*re-edited found so much errors hai yo lyk that o lvl how sia*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-3940744645873090765?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/3940744645873090765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=3940744645873090765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3940744645873090765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/3940744645873090765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-today-is-very-dope-day-noe-y.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SLlnhyKFHwI/AAAAAAAAABE/-Wk04Dj24Gk/s72-c/DSC05328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350764082614176064.post-6335748274968352348</id><published>2008-08-27T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:48:16.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally the perlims(26 n 27 aug 08) 4 english n humanities r done...&lt;div&gt;anyway something happened to day but dun wan talk bout it(wan noe ask me) over here spoil my image only haha...lol lyk i gt any lyk tat haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway yesterday's paper was ok n noe wat u can call me crazy cos i lyk yesterday's qns for social studies cos gt study than ans the qns(s) until very shuang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than today is history paper but gt distracted by the thing tat happened so during the whole paper cant reali ans the qns lor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway also nt tat matter's fault also la cos never study also so dunno wat to write also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun hav the mood to study la cant blame me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway the whole class also no mood to do some last minute revision also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall stop here wan go slp liao(didnt hav proper rest cos of the prelims lor) although now only lyk 150 pm in the afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6335748274968352348?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6335748274968352348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6335748274968352348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6335748274968352348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6335748274968352348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-perlims-4-english-n-humanities.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6647325570683073234</id><published>2008-08-22T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:02:49.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;note to those who dun bother/not interested (etc) in sci(chem) dun continue reading cos u will get bored=) im a chem person so cant blame me haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;haha today in the morning ask my chem teacher bout the ans(s) for the practical ytd&lt;div&gt;i was rite 4 the chloride test haha  cos the white thingy tat we got after adding silver chloride is actually silver itself some of the iron powder was soo fine tat it passes through the filter paper which the silver than displaces it(noe wat...i never see silver in such form b4 haha...lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but the solid A (we hav to find wat it is) is pure Fe2+(iron for those who dunno wat it is haha...lol) n i wrote iron(II) hydroxide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u noe y...cos i got positve hydrogen gas when tested 4 it once i added sulphuric acid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n u noe wats the part tat make me wan go kill myself...sulphuric acid contains hydrogen gas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its lyk basic thing can n i forgot but it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*note to self jus bcos hydrogen gas is being produced does &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; mean tat the substance is a hydroxide*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tats all i wan to say haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh n tmr is sat=o school yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. to those ppl ard me i got to apologise to u guys 4 my random-ness n my recent short temper-ness(esp the short-temper thingy dunno y lyk tat also try to control it cos is not lyk me to loss my temper so easily jus hate myself for tat la shit man hai yo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k bb haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6647325570683073234?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6647325570683073234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6647325570683073234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6647325570683073234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/6647325570683073234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-to-those-who-dun-bothernot.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-2739938051278024221</id><published>2008-08-21T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:09:30.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i reali wan go kill myself lor&lt;div&gt;wa lau eh on sun(the day of recital audition) my neck lyk getting better once i decided nt to go 4 audition my neck all the sudden gt so much better WA WA WA WA (bang head against wall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than now ok alread wa piang eh should hav gone 4 it lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wan cry alread la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must b karma lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nvm i take it as gd karma cos it makes me now can focus on my studies now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still...heart pain sia now nt neck pain arh...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;congrat to all my dope frenz on getting in for the recital will go support u guys de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway had my practical sci prelim today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tell u its way easier than mid year lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think i did ok 4 it although now still nt convince tat my ans r all correct n i wrote tat there is no chloride when it is a positive cholride test(i still thinks the solutions r contaminated lor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so going to kill myself 4 tat mistake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;canot once in my whole life dun hav any careless mistake de lor esp for my best sub(chem...haha) always hav the most careless mistake hai~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadded sia reali must bang my head than can get it,alway must kana 'burn' than lrean(but most of the time also still forget bout it...lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to 'revise' now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2739938051278024221?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2739938051278024221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2739938051278024221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2739938051278024221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2739938051278024221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-reali-wan-go-kill-myself-lor-wa-lau.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7330685181375770557</id><published>2008-08-18T22:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:45:09.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit la should hav gone to the audition lor on sunday...&lt;div&gt;y must i injured my neck hai yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think is bcos i keep only noe how to play n dance every time than never study tats y now lyk tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never mind shall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway was jus looking at ppls blogs cos nth to do now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n when i was at melvin's blog there's tis vid bout at kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tell u that kid's damn dope la wa piang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u watch alread u will understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lyk wat melvin said at his blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nearly teared when i watched n hear him sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his also damn inspiring to me get bullied everytime in school bcos he sings but instead of giving up lyk wat most ppl will do(including me) if they faced tis kind of problems he continue sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reali no words can describe it must reali watch than will understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4a90e8aff04554e4" 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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-8350764082614176064.post-6388277011058805985</id><published>2008-08-16T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:09:07.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k today dunno how to say if its a gd day or bad day&lt;div&gt;when to o school for ryan's open class(he took over for daniel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the choreo was dope man haha had fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than after tat asked him if gt hip hop 3 today anot than he say hav&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i when wit nik,diana n wilfred to subway to eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met up wit fred at subway also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so anyway after eating n stoning we when back to o school &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met ee ching n her senior which is also in hip hop 3 haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so after tat when back to raffles city to get some soya milk lyk lol rite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after tat when back to o school again n waited for hip hop 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an an took over for daniel today cos daniel at kl doing project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an an's choreo is lyk...i dun even get abit if it lor hai must push myself to all kind of choreo notonly daniel's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than i also bought a o school blue t shirt(they gt 4 new colour blue,red,green n purple)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the shirt damn ex lor $38 leh no money liao lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i manage to survived the whole day wit my neck in pain...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so i decided not to go 4 tmr's audition alread my body nids to rest health more important anyway still got next year can try wat rite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so now having a headache liao nid to go rest liao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-4846234266896506466</id><published>2008-08-15T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:57:20.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im gonna b quick wanna rest &lt;div&gt;ya so anyway cant wait 4 tmr ryan's open class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope it wont b something too difficult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but b4 going to o school tmr gonna go to see the doc again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my neck havnt ok n wats worse is my back now also pain liao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai yo i lyk old man lyk tat every where also pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so hope the doc can let me go dance tmr haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya n now having doubts if i should go 4 the audition tis sun in my current condition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha think jus let thing go its natural way ba haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb go rest liao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4846234266896506466?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4846234266896506466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=4846234266896506466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/4846234266896506466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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time in my life i cant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the doc say must rest so he giv me a 2days mc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sadded la i cant run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sian lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway im lyk at robot ow cant move at all lor if not damn pain sia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go rest alread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-6059366846556127906?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/6059366846556127906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=6059366846556127906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class when out to bedok reservior to practice 4 the X-country tis friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n i stop only once for a distance of ard 2.4km-3km&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which to me is so gd lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i everytime also stop alot of times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway after pe is recess so bought some drinks than went back to class to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than english lesson teacher never come which = can slp damn tired lor lucky its 2 period so its lyk 2 slping period 4 me haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than after tat not much happen until assembly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;noe wat happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trey was performing for my sch during assembly so i when to 'talk' to him when the sch was dismissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when he saw me he was lyk "wat u doing here"...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tell him i study here...haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than when back home alread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya so roughly lyk tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to slp now damn tired lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-136600291195230244?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/136600291195230244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=136600291195230244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/136600291195230244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/136600291195230244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-i-noe-its-been-lyk-so-long-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-1386667753160836363</id><published>2008-07-28T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:19:37.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today in school only gt one word to describe&lt;div&gt;SIAN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;noe y &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos gt investiture rehersal 4 tmr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than hor the sec 3s planning damn bad lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;screw up so many times when they gt so much practice lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than waste so much time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the seniors damn pissed off la which include me...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway going to get it done n over wit tmr n 4get everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally step down arh...yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-1386667753160836363?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/1386667753160836363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=1386667753160836363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/1386667753160836363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/1386667753160836363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-in-school-only-gt-one-word-to.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-6096024816586851408</id><published>2008-07-20T12:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:26:49.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the link to the vid is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1f86BloBhs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday decided to go to o school after all...lol&lt;div&gt;when 4 open hip hop 1 alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the style daniel did yesterday was kinda my style which is a bit lyrical lyk tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so kinda lyk it yesterday...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after lesson when to grab some food(actually is drinks only didnt eat anything the whole day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n than when back to o school 2 wait 4 my hip hop 2 course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made some new frens while waiting(lyk after so long than made some frenz so lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway during lesson didnt do much also jus go to the grp im in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than did some formation stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone contributed some ideas...it was fun...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now left next week which is the last one alread which means graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope to see the ppl i noe continue to hip hop 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp the remaining MS crew members,sean,ester,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yi ching,daryl,nick,diana,wilfred n many more...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry guys if ur name nt mantion cos 4get ur names alread sorry sorry sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n paiseh arh if ur names spelled wrongly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-715630c2a4815d6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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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-8350764082614176064.post-2484604744330078266</id><published>2008-07-19T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:47:43.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k third post of the day &lt;div&gt;now i dunno y but i decided not to go o school tmr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling even more crap now n i jus 'made' a fren of mine or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i rephrase it to a sister(no related in family wise) of mine "shut up'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wit my piece of crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y am i acting tis way sia???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isitz cos i havnt recover???cant b last time sick also not lyk tat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or isitz cos of stress hmmm...lyk i gt any&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think must b low life condition but dun care la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think wont b thinking correctly la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go slp liao hopefully tat is wat i nid to get back to 'normal' self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohya b4 i go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think wat sister say is quite true tis week suck to the core man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wit tat i end it here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2484604744330078266?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2484604744330078266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2484604744330078266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2484604744330078266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2484604744330078266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/07/k-third-post-of-day-now-i-dunno-y-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-8430236599203695235</id><published>2008-07-18T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:39:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd post of the day...lol&lt;div&gt;k now feel lyk im unwanted in tis world lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno y also leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus keep having the feeling tat ppl dun wan me ard or lyk shunting(isitz spelled correct?) me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling usless also lor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lyk everything also cant do rite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fail in everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sure a failure lor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat 2 do wat 2 do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i ask ppl 4 help i everytime also get the same old reply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go chant more or no la u thinking 2 much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its lyk i noe la ppl i've been listening to tat since lyk wat...forever?!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiya dunno la jus dun feel lyk my usual self lor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime go out also nid to put up a mask to b cheerful cos lyk i feel tat the ppl ard me all more miserable than me so if ppl can do it y cant i but than feeling so sick n tired of doing so lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos lyk i feel tat i look lyk an idiot lor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but also dunno y la i put ppl in front of me so i try to 'make sure' they r alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp those younger than me n which also include those tat r afew months younger hor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dun come argue wit me bout tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mayb cos of the way im being brought up ba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must take care of the younger ones first afther tat only than can u go do ur things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than when ever come home try to let go some of those things but than comfirm will hav something tat will make my day worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8430236599203695235?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8430236599203695235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-4829300608523837234</id><published>2008-07-18T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:47:26.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ur attitude determines ur altitude...haha chim anot...lol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian lor&lt;div&gt;havnt recover yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr going o school n its the 2nd last lesson alread &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next week is graduation alread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope tmr will b a dope day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n also recover by than...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o man i havnt start revising yet lor...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n its lyk o lvl coming n i lyk dun giv a damn lyk tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y i so lazy arh keep scolding myself also no use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lyk tat comfirm cant go poly lor think also no nid 2 think also noe liao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dpa also go reject lor if get offered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai~ y arh y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think reali got to get burn very badly than will wake up lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i everytime lyk find excuse to everything leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if lyk get burned liao still will come up wit some crap stuff to bluff myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai yo reali dunno lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go stone liao lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-4829300608523837234?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/4829300608523837234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-2151212323416800525</id><published>2008-07-16T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:43:35.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is full of struggles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been not feeling well officially for the past 2 days(had 2 days of mc to cover)...lol&lt;div&gt;got to get well asap now tat sch is starting on revision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which means tat cant afford to miss any lesson which i hav for 2 days alread....hai~ sian lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway hope i can reali get well by lyk now cos later got to help eugene out for his admission for JC thingy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he ask me to teach him modern dance stuff but i dun noe a single thing lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai~ see wat i can do later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but first i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reali&lt;/span&gt; got to get well soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y must human beings get sick i also dun understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to get some rest now so cya guys ard soon i hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2151212323416800525?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2151212323416800525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2151212323416800525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2151212323416800525'/><link 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type='html'>recently i gt a song called alright by da pump(its a jap song n the song is the youtube vid)&lt;div&gt;which i think gt alot of beats n groove to dance to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw i gt the song from melvin( HR Crew)...hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i started freestyling to tat song...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway sch i ok but today felt tat time past way to slow in sch which is weird to me as normally time pass damn fast lor...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k la going freestyling now n mayb think of choreo for future event...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-322580787179376547?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/322580787179376547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=322580787179376547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/322580787179376547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/322580787179376547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/07/recently-i-gt-song-called-alright-by-da.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-724570108333928390</id><published>2008-07-08T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:33:49.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not rich i jus happen to hav the money to buy the stuffs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when to buy a bagpack today cos in the morning once i carry my slingbag my back pain lor&lt;div&gt;anyway since i was at tm i thought y nt jus go buy my sch shoe also which is lyk damn freaking long time ago should hav bought it alread...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than now at home stoning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end here 4 now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i going to continue stoning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-724570108333928390?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/724570108333928390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=724570108333928390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/724570108333928390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/724570108333928390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-to-buy-bagpack-today-cos-in.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-1932863828252479575</id><published>2008-07-07T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:34:14.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taking things one step at a time'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys...&lt;div&gt;finally the milkrun is over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone did very well even when we had a last min change in place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the fd item was over than had some 'debrief' n than run out of river valley pri to the stage outside to watch H.R perf n as usual they r dope...nice choreo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after everything finish we walk for bout 40 min from river vally pri to some where near to istana to take bus to tampines than when reach tampines the rest go for training but i never go cos my mom at home so i didnt go lor...hai sadded...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway had a fun day yesterday cos now is youth day n everyone over here relaxing except for someone(huixian) haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hav fun in sch ok huixian haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-1932863828252479575?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/1932863828252479575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-917994264352848136</id><published>2008-07-03T18:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:39:03.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember bout all ur responsibility'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys...&lt;div&gt;been busy wit sch stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n its making me stressed up easily nowadays...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i gt to say sorry to ms peeps cos i fly their airplane on mon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry guys gt so busy wit sch tat when reach home i dozed off n woke up at 9 reali sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp to huixian n tiffany....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i noe ur called me but i cant hear cos my phone in silent reali sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think i owe tham something even bigger than jus the word sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-917994264352848136?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/917994264352848136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=917994264352848136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/917994264352848136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/917994264352848136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-2253880208421712225</id><published>2008-06-28T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:31:55.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='push urself to the limit n more so tat ur r stronger'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo ppl...haha&lt;div&gt;today gt small perf n i screwed the whole thing la can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway after the perf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rushed down to milkrun which when quite gd...haha great job ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than when to o school after milkrun which again we rushed although got quite some time b4 lessons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wan noe y...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos our dear miss Tiffany when 4 reggae today n she totally trashed the ppl there cos is her first time at o school n on top of tat she can do the steps even when she never do reggae b4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dope rite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya anyway while wait 4 time to pass when to o cafe which is basically the cafe at o school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya the food was nice must try next time ur go there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than when time 4 lesson i go lor but damn difficult la can house lesson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dying over there ya thean when come out of the lesson lyk jus bath finish only lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than wait again 4 hip hop 2 which was damn fun n i manage to catch up wit everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y i say tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i last week never go(to noe more read previous post)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n stayed awhile after lesson to practise wit everyone which was fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than when to eat again...haha...i lyk pig lyk tat everytime eat eat eat...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway was suppose to go wit o school peeps but than fly their airplane(paiseh arh guys)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than now at home damn tired la thing tmr leg going to b pain again lor...hai~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k la end here le &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2253880208421712225?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2253880208421712225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2253880208421712225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is third day back in sch alread...&lt;div&gt;kinda bored in sch lor gt so many 'free periods' cos i dun take those subjects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n also keep sling in class..haha...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very tired la cos june holi slp late wake up late also haha tat y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway tmr gt practise 4 dunno wat perf on SAT will is sian la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos sat also got milkrun combine rehersal but nid go the perf first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos perf is sch based event n it starts at 915 to hopefully 1045 than after tat still nid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go back home change le than go milkrun so sian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai~ everything also sian la now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i go back to stoning liao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-8801354264337713835</id><published>2008-06-21T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:35:21.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always remember to hav some R and R'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the first milkrun combined rehersal n was kinda great...haha&lt;div&gt;anyway didnt slp at all lor so lyk over there no strength de...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thean missed today's o school lessons lor cos never slp than head pain so cant go nid rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hai~ wasted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway thx mei hui for sending me home...thank you thank you thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than when reach home only i jus 'collapsed'on my bed...haha too tired liao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway now ok le i think but still feel wasted leh today never go o school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reali sad-ed lor:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway ending lyk tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-8801354264337713835?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/8801354264337713835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=8801354264337713835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>hey ppl&lt;div&gt;damn tired now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been dancing lyk crazy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is a gd thing but damn tired lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now no strength liao n tmr still nid wake up at 6am jus to get ready 4 the milkrun combined rehersal at river valley pri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tat chiong to o school 4 lessons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;power haha later whole body pain again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no strength to write liao so ending here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-24102098532681480?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/24102098532681480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=24102098532681480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/24102098532681480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/24102098532681480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/06/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-5367301398791665291</id><published>2008-06-16T03:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T03:12:55.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont take youth as an excuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its precisely bcos we r youths tat we can learn new things n over come problems'/><title type='text'>bored...</title><content type='html'>hey guys...&lt;div&gt;kinda bored now n its lyk wat 3:07am now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reali damn sian now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for something dope to happen(lyk tat real reali happen lyk tat...lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope the trainers' meeting later will b fun or at least interesting if not i will b dead bcos f boredom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n ya i say later cos its 3 plus in the morning so technically its a mondae now haha...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kk gtg(although dunno go where)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cya guys ard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-5367301398791665291?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/5367301398791665291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=5367301398791665291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5367301398791665291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5367301398791665291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/06/bored.html' title='bored...'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7777327989701745373</id><published>2008-06-09T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:08:43.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dope is a slang tat means very good or great in hip hop culture'/><title type='text'>THE BIG GROOVE 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SEwJRvL9VUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H4nMphXfAGE/s1600-h/P1140003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SEwJRvL9VUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H4nMphXfAGE/s320/P1140003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209549069289870658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SEwJSPL9VVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8mnsCpzBVQs/s1600-h/P1140004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SEwJSPL9VVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8mnsCpzBVQs/s320/P1140004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209549077879805266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys today is the big day&lt;div&gt;its The Big Groove!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway had the dopest day of my life for now...y?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos finally i manage to see the Wrecking Crew Orchestra in person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah they performed today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wit them are also crews from overseas such as Kulture Break,Team Vibes and also a special crew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat so special bout tis crew u might think...well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first of all their name is called BS Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second it is made out of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:medium;"&gt;TWO KIDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:medium;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:medium;"&gt; TWO KIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one is 12 while the other is 8 can u imagine tat 12 n 8 years old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw they are lockers( they do locking) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their pics are above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to say bout the whole day only one word can describe it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DOPE&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-7777327989701745373?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/7777327989701745373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=7777327989701745373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/7777327989701745373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/7777327989701745373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-groove-2008.html' title='THE BIG GROOVE 2008'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LPUWjmV-Vy0/SEwJRvL9VUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H4nMphXfAGE/s72-c/P1140003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350764082614176064.post-1481561636638716682</id><published>2008-06-05T13:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:06:55.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience is the key to everything'/><title type='text'>cant help but wait...lol</title><content type='html'>he ppl...haha&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for TBG(The Big Groove)&lt;br /&gt;to those who dont noe wat it is&lt;br /&gt;well its a workshop n concert bout dance(street style of course)...&lt;br /&gt;n tis year i will b going for the concert which got W.C.O(Wrecking Crew Orchestra from japan)&lt;br /&gt;think will b seeing some famillar faces there during the concert...yeah&lt;br /&gt;cay guys ard soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-1481561636638716682?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/1481561636638716682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=1481561636638716682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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things'/><title type='text'>How much more stupid can i get...</title><content type='html'>ok guys heres the deal...&lt;br /&gt;the milk run is coming closer which means a few things...&lt;br /&gt;1)the dance got to be up soon or else we're done for(n wats worse is tat is tat ever happens the wat will the public see gakkai as...dun even wat to think tat far...)&lt;br /&gt;2)getting tired as i promised my mom n myself tat tis year will try to stay at home most of the time to get ready for the O lvl but now im here taking up more n more assignmentswhich is reali tiring me out( i noe tat guys r also in the same situation as me but i jus dunno how much more i can take it) i reali feel tat im more n more getting un-prepared for everything...dunno wat to do&lt;br /&gt;3)tis is my first time being a choreographer n i hav such a big first task as a choreographer...hai~&lt;br /&gt;4) reali am doubting myself now n im lost now dunno wat is in hold for me now i reali got to stop accepting everything ppl as me to do n start planning for myself&lt;br /&gt;i mean come on la brian u got ur O lvls n than there is the friendship meeting perfs tat u promised ur own zone n some other zone n there is not enough time alread esp when there is new ppl in the dance grp n now here u come accepting another dance perf which is a national event (n Urban Passion will b there) n ur not even sure bout ur ability n than u accept ppl's request when u hav ur hands full alread( dun forget tat after all ur jus a student u noe u hav ur primary objective which is UR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STUDIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;okay~ got to reali start organising myself n stop all these distracting alread after tis milk run n friendship meeting i got to reali start to focus hope by than its not too late...die liao&lt;br /&gt;getting stressed out now but wat to do everyone have the same 24 hours n im no exception jus got to reali manage wat i hav done now n hope tat things will turn out the way i want it to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-5287669257124134712?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/5287669257124134712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=5287669257124134712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5287669257124134712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/5287669257124134712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-much-more-stupid-can-i-get.html' title='How much more stupid can i get...'/><author><name>brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03264895929966354321</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-8350764082614176064.post-7063539037253952946</id><published>2008-06-01T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:24:49.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the road to one&apos;s better life is always a hard n painfully start but there will b a sweet ending'/><title type='text'>a whole day of 'pain'</title><content type='html'>hey guys back again&lt;br /&gt;had a tortures day today&lt;br /&gt;can barely walk cos calf muscle got stiff bcos of the house lesson yesterday&lt;br /&gt;anyway THANK YOU miss VINCCI LOO(Hougang sec councillor vice president) for helping me out in add some stuff to tis blog(ya i kinda stupid in tis kind of things...haha...lol)&lt;br /&gt;had a boring day also as got to teach some ppl dance wit my leg's condition n also getting tired of the steps now cos keep doing it over n over again but hopefully it will look nice&lt;br /&gt;hope by tmr my leg can get better to reali dance if not will b stoning at the meeting tmr&lt;br /&gt;will b ending here for today&lt;br /&gt;cya guys around soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-7063539037253952946?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/7063539037253952946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8350764082614176064.post-2497077281295234450</id><published>2008-05-31T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:09:21.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tough gets going'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when the going gets tough'/><title type='text'>taking 2 things in 1 dae</title><content type='html'>hey everyone...haha&lt;br /&gt;first time blogging...lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway dont think todae is my dae.&lt;br /&gt;jus lyk wat the title says todae i start my house n hip hop 2 lessons in o school&lt;br /&gt;damn tired la after house n my leg now giving way no strength liao&lt;br /&gt;n also in hip hop 2 i jus cant get the steps n movement rite =(&lt;br /&gt;than tmr still got training for the friendship meeting dunno how im going to survive during training...die liao la&lt;br /&gt;after lessons rush down to mr poon's hse damn big la&lt;br /&gt;go there to party(for the grad councillors which i think was alittle boring never play games)&lt;br /&gt;after tat come back home than make tis blog lor haha...lol&lt;br /&gt;will stop here for todae&lt;br /&gt;peace ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8350764082614176064-2497077281295234450?l=brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brian-myshortlifestories.blogspot.com/feeds/2497077281295234450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8350764082614176064&amp;postID=2497077281295234450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8350764082614176064/posts/default/2497077281295234450'/><link rel='self' 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