<?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-2459825804930665107</id><updated>2012-01-09T05:54:09.679-08:00</updated><category term='scout'/><category term='lame'/><category term='music'/><category term='my life'/><category term='serious thoughts'/><category term='casey'/><category term='bloggey'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts of a Shattered Panda</title><subtitle type='html'>My blog is about my life, and those items of interest concerning it. And no, I dont update much. Sorry.. Hehe..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-8380265354901691062</id><published>2012-01-09T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T05:54:09.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Life As It Stands</title><content type='html'>Hey, just finished my SPM last year. It feels great!&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the one and a half months since I finished my SPM, I've done quite a few things, mainly cleaning up my room and stuff. I've just completed a one week stay in Kuala Lumpur with a few friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. The next thing in life would probably be college? I intend to take a degree in law, but not sure if I want to do A-levels or foundation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, there's not much to it. Just chiong ahh!! ...till the end. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-8380265354901691062?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8380265354901691062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-as-it-stands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/8380265354901691062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/8380265354901691062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-as-it-stands.html' title='Life As It Stands'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-2139558404083585188</id><published>2010-05-03T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T05:32:13.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random Q&amp;A Thingy Chian Did</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;If you could change something about yourself, what would it be &amp;amp; why?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;My bloated nose. My inflated sense of confidence. The I-Can-Do-Better-Im-Just-Too-Friggin'-Lazy Attitude which has dominated my life.

What’s the best dream you’ve ever had?
I dont want to tell you, useless blog which I have ignored for the past year.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
What last made you laugh?
Talking about The Losers. Cool movie. =)

What sound do you love?
The sound of music &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:Tahoma; color:#333333;font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;font-weight:normal"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:Tahoma; color:#333333;font-weight:normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
Do you believe in true love?
Err.. Yes and no..

Do you have any nicknames? What are they?
Lipstick Boy has been with me since primary school. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:Arial;color:#333333;font-weight:normal"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7.5pt;font-family:Tahoma; color:#333333;font-weight:normal"&gt; to Rachel, Chiang, Pris who gave me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; "&gt; Ah Yong, Panda, dumbass so many laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Do you have tattoos? Why or why not?
No, no why, but maybe will get one one day.

What are the five most important things in your life?
Family, laptop, internet connection, friends, my life in general

What phobias do you have?
Zerofishophobia. If ur not a Highian nor Chinese-taking student, u wouldnt understand.

Do you play any instruments?
Jumped from trumpet to euphonium and nothing now. I quit band. But that's another story.

What 3 physical features do you get compliments on most?My brain (does that count as physical?), my tongue, my lovely round tummy  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
What animal would you love to have as a pet?
Something that can generate food by itself, pick up after itself, and clean its own home. Basically something that doesnt need taking care of. Maybe a cactus? That would make an ideal pet.

Pick up the book nearest to you. Open to page 37, paragraph 2. What is the first sentence (and what book is it)?
The Appeal, John Grisham: Brianna delivered a girl and selected the hideous name of Sadler MacGregor Trudeau, MacGregor being Brianna's maiden name and Sadler being pulled from the air. She at first claimed Sadler had been a roguish Scottish relative of some variety, but abandoned that fiction when Carl stumbled across a boo of baby names. He really didnt care. The child was his by DNA only. He had already tried the father bit with prior families and had failed miserably.

What are your major goals in life?
To succeed in life, love my family as much as possible, and to acquaint myself with at least 10000 people of different personalities.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;What is your favorite food?
Too much to list down.

How do you cope with breaking up?
I dont. I have been through the 5 stages of grief and mourning. I have denied it, ranted at the unfairness, made pacts with myself, crawled into a dark hole hoping to die and finally accepted my fate and moved on.

What inspires you?
Books, excerpts, quotes, music, people around me.

How long was your longest relationship?
Half a year? No idea. I dont keep track. Failures arent worth recording.

What is your biggest pet peeve?
I dont really understand.

What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?
CHOCOLATE !&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; "&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What is your favorite season and why?
Winter. Because I've never experienced it before.

What movie do you never get tired of watching?
Cartoons and comedy. Usually the former is included in the latter.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Is there anything you’re superstitious about?
I dont walk around the house solo if I hear some weird noises.

How many people have you kissed?
No one. Lucky me.

If a genie granted you three wishes, what would they be?
Freedom without responsibilities, more sleeping time , and unlimited wishes.

What is your motto in life?
I cant settle on one. I have half a dozen.

What song always makes you happy?
Any song which fits the mood.

On a rainy day, what is your favorite thing to do?
S.L.E.E.P and watch tv.

Do you prefer hugs or kisses?
Hugs. Definitely more intimate than getting slobbered over.

If you could live forever, would you? Why or why not?
No. I’d be bored as hell. Unless I have immortal people to live with laa.

What talent do you wish you’d been born with?
The ability to do dozens of things at once without draining my batteries a dozen times faster, more logic, and the incredibly wonderful power of persuasion.

What’s the longest you’ve gone without sleep?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Training camp. 'Nuff said.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
Would you rather have trust or love? Why?
Can I have a little of both?

Has any book or movie made an impact on you?
Yes, but I forget.

What do you think is the biggest mistake that men/women make in their relationships?
Dishonesty. And lack of communication.

If someone told you that you only had exactly 9 minutes to live, what would you do in those 9 minutes?
I’d update my status on Facebook telling people that generosity pays someday. ^^

What’s the dumbest purchase you’ve ever made?
All the earphones I never needed.

Write a story in six words.
My girlfriend ran out on me. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
If a book were written about your life, what would the title be?
101 Things You Should Never Teach Your Kids, or maybe How To Get Thru Life Doing Half The Work Everyone Else Does

Do you have any scars? Where did they come from?
A couple. From here and there.

What is the first thing you notice about people?
Their smiles. Or lack thereof.
&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;
How do you feel when people lead you on, and they don’t even like you?
Its a thrill, and it's fun for awhile, then it gets boring.

Would you ever forgive your boyfriend/ girlfriend for cheating on you?
Been there, done that.

Ever purposely broken your iPod/phone just for a new one?
Err.. Not on purpose laa

Do you feel like you have life figured out?
Half. Then I find out there's alot more.

Has anyone told you they would never leave and left?
Yeah.

Looking forward to anything?
Not ftm. Maybe my driving licence and college.

Would you say you’re an understanding person?
Nope.

Are you a loud person?
If Im in the mood. xD

Do you have trust issues?
Depends on how familiar. Mostly nope.

Do you think you could live without a cell phone?
Yeapp.

Are you a mean person?
Not to people I care for. Not intentionally anyway.

When was the last time you were told you were cute?
A few hours ago.

How long do you take in the shower?
Usually 5 min, sometimes half an hour.

Do you honestly think the world is going to end it 2012?
Not really. My only regret is if it is, I'd have wasted my whole life in school.

D0 y00h h@t3 wh3n p30p|3 t@|k |1k3 d1z?
Serious dislike. Hate is such a strong word.

Is facebook killing myspace?
Yes.

Why did you get myspace?
I don’t have one. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;What is your favorite Disney movie?
Cant remember. I'm convinced it's something nice.

How did your day start off?
Sleepy.

What is your current mood?
 Quite good.

Do you think anyone has feelings for you?
Yeap.

Have you ever cried so much you threw up?
Nahh.

Would you rather be mad or sad?
Sad.

Ever dropped a cell phone?
Only once a day. Mayyybe more on certain days.

Whats your favorite thing to do on the weekend?
Online

How do you feel about your siblings?
They are irrational at times

Would you rather fly, drive or travel by train?
Walk or bike. No motion sickness involved.

Do you prefer to shower at night or in the morning?
Night. Morning so cold laa.

Are there any people who don’t like you?
Yeah?Kesian.

Would you go out in public looking like you do now?
No. I'm shirtless.

What was the first thing you said this morning?
To phone: Oh shit.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="readbulletinBody" id="ctl00_ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;small style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Do you miss someone?
A lot of ppl

Did your night suck last night?
It wasn’t great, but it didn’t suck.

What are you stressed out about?
My studies.

Would you ever get your hips pierced?
Haha. no.

Are your parents strict?
Not really.

Are you listening to music?
Yeap. Dont Stop Believing - Glee Cast &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-2139558404083585188?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://a-nom-nooom.tumblr.com/post/568032047/if-you-could-change-something-about-yourself-what?ref=nf' title='A Random Q&amp;A Thingy Chian Did'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2139558404083585188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-q-thingy-chian-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/2139558404083585188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/2139558404083585188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-q-thingy-chian-did.html' title='A Random Q&amp;A Thingy Chian Did'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7194481180954837655</id><published>2009-11-23T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:46:25.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this the end? We have come to a fork in our road together.. U've put a step down one path.. While I have every intent to go down the other.. Tell me.. Will u come with me? Or shall we end what we have, going in the same direction, but using different roads? Able to see each other, but no longer able to reach out to each other?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7194481180954837655?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7194481180954837655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-this-end-we-have-come-to-fork-in-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7194481180954837655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7194481180954837655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-this-end-we-have-come-to-fork-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-1358747082251008796</id><published>2009-08-22T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:16:26.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Doing daphne's tag.. LOl..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. What's the relationship of you and her/him?&lt;/div&gt;: In a relationship. =D

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
2. Your 5 impressions towards her/him?
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: Adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: Funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: Happy-go-lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: Hyper
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: Caring friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. The most memorable things she/he have said to you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: Haha. Then i'll miss u like crazy lo.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. The most memorable things she/he had done for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: shush..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. If she/he became your lover, you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: erm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. If she/he become your enemy, you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: be sad. sob and cry. generally fuck up.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
7. If she/he become your lover, she/he has to improve on
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: reconsidering whether the right choice or not
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
8. If she/he become your enemy, the reason is
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: me? probably..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*moving on with dignity*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
9. The most desirable thing to do on for him/her is?
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:shush..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. The overall impression of him/her is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: haha. indescribable would be perfect.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
11. How do you think the people around you feel about you?
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: half of them think im one helluva sonofabitch, the other half thinks im great.. which are u?
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
12. The character of you for yourself is?
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: haiyo.. ask stupid question..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a
&lt;/span&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: lazy, tidak apa, very forgetful, can sometimes even forget my darling.. wow.. wish i was smarter too..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: some1 who;s lived his ife to the fullest
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15. For the people who care about you and like you, say something about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;: I LOVE YOU! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;16. Ten people to tag:
1. Not U
2.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13;"  &gt; Not U
10. Yes, U! The one reading this post!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;
17. Who is no.2 having a relationship with?
: Haha.. i can skip the next few questions..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18. Is no.3 a male or female?
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: zzzzzz
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;19. How will no.9 react if he/she found out that his/her cell phone is lost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: ................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;20. If no.7 and no.10 were together, would it be a good thing?
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;21. How about no.5 and no.8?
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: .................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;22. What is no.1 studying about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;23. Is no.4 single? [Anissa]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: ..................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;24. Say something about no.6 [Lau Xin Wen]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

done! love this tag, the last few questions were the most fun.. xD
do it yea! and dun copy mah style, or i swear i'll hunt u down and absolutely FRYYY uu~~
Hehe..

Done by,
The SACRED panda.. wow.. nice name.. xDxDxD
&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/2459825804930665107-1358747082251008796?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1358747082251008796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1358747082251008796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1358747082251008796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-2475207339346553481</id><published>2009-08-03T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:57:48.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><title type='text'>My Beth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While browsing thru the novel Little Women, I came upon this - A poem written from Jo March to her dying sister, Beth.. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;MY BETH&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Verse 1&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sitting patient in the shadow&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Till the blessed light shall come,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A serene and saintly presence&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sanctifies our troubled home.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Earthly joys and hopes and sorrows&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Break like ripples on the strand&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Of the solemn and deep river&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Where her willing feet now stand.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Verse 2&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;O my sister, passing from me,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Out of human care and strife,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Leave me, as a gift, those virtues&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Which have beautified your life.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dear, bequeath me that great patience&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Which has power to sustain&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A cheerful, uncomplaining spirit&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In its prison-house of pain.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Verse 3&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Give me, for i need it sorely,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Of that courage, wise and sweet,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Which has made the path of duty&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Green beneath your willing feet.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Give me that unselfish nature,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That with charity devine&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Can pardon wrong for love's sake--&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Meek heart, forgive me mine!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Verse 4&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thus our parting daily loseth&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Something of its bitter pain&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And while learning this hard lesson,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My great loss becomes my gain.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the touch of grief will render&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My wild nature more serene.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Give to life new aspirations,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A new trust in the unseen.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Verse 5&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Henceforth, safe across the river,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I shall see forever more&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A beloved, household spirit&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Waiting for me on the shore.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hope and faith, born of my sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Guardian angels shall become,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And the sister gone before me&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                    By their hands shall lead me home.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(The following is a continuation of the novel)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So the spring days came and went, the sky grew clearer, the earth greener, the flowers were up fairly early, and the birds came back in time to say goodbye to Beth, who, like a tired but trustful child, clung to the hands that had led her all her life, as Father and Mother guided her tenderly through the Valley of the Shadow, and gave her up to God.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just something to ponder..&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/2459825804930665107-2475207339346553481?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2475207339346553481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-beth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/2475207339346553481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/2475207339346553481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-beth.html' title='My Beth'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7496895678038070564</id><published>2009-06-22T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:59:05.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Its me again!!</title><content type='html'>Dang im back! I know, I know, I havent updated for a while. So what? Who has such time to update their blogs anyway? Ah well.. The people who have too much time on their hands.. I really envy them.


To all readers passing by: Look, I know my blog is damn boring, not just layout but content too. If anyone wants to help, feel free to find me for my email and pass.. I seriously dont have time..


Will be uploading a few pictures of my visit to damai.. Haha.. Stay tuned for more.. In the next few days..


Again, sorry for not updating!

-Panda-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7496895678038070564?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7496895678038070564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-me-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7496895678038070564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7496895678038070564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-me-again.html' title='Its me again!!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-6535546635486588670</id><published>2009-05-21T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:28:51.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Im back~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally!
Im back..
After such a long break from blogging, i've come back.
Yes, i know a blog without pictures is kinda boring.
Yes, i know a blog about an uninteresting 15 year old guy going about his life is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;boring..
But well, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.
*********
Haiz. Reading other people's blogs are so time consuming.
Managing my own? Even more so.
And yet my blog is my only outlet, the only place where I can finally talk without being interrupted,
to talk about me and me alone and no one else..
Its been a long time since I've had that sort of luxury.
Whee~
I suddenly realize something. Im so lame.
So let me tell u a story.
********
Okay. Three vampires walked into a bar.
The first ordered concentrated blood, and the second ordered saturated blood.
The third, however, ordered a glass of water.
The first two asked him the reason behind his strange choice.
He said..
"Aiyo.. Global recession &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;..
I got bring my own tea bag....." =/
***********************
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-6535546635486588670?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6535546635486588670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6535546635486588670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6535546635486588670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html' title='Im back~'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-6804167700655260992</id><published>2009-01-21T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:25:07.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>Okay. I know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; posted for awhile, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sorry, no time to hit the blogs at all since Form3.. So.. Yeah.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;This'll&lt;/span&gt; be a pit stop in my long and torturing ordeal called studying.. Loads of homework, tuition, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; doing lots of serious juggling to complete all this, a few outstanding projects, and cleaning my room before my dear beloved niece comes back on Saturday.

*sigh*
Been suffering from severe bouts of depression which comes and goes easily and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spontaneously.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I seriously regret not doing more to gain your trust and I regret wasting the time I had with you.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Now your gone, I seriously miss you. Like crazy. Dun wanna say much in case you see this or something.. So.. Yeah..&lt;/span&gt;

So..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;.. Yeah.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; really know what to post.. Its not like my life is interesting anyway. And those parts that are interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not very keen on sharing with the world. Since my blog is open to the people, there is always something or everything that I cannot post. A blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; a diary as some might think (oh here I go again) but rather a portal to the world in which we can look out of and explore rather than a diary to record what happens in our lives. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; a blog is meant for people to read, and to satisfy people we cannot post items that are negative in nature, especially not toward the reader. This seriously constricts our choices and topics on which to blog upon. I find that most blogs are a LIE in which the author writes not who he or she is, but what he or she wishes to show the world. The real person behind a blog might not be as perfect as his ideals, or stands upon certain topics, for it is not what a person says that shows him, but what he does NOT debate upon depict him for what he really is. -Fin-

There. I've just finished one of those periods in which I actually debate with myself upon a topic which is utterly lame.  I apologize to all readers for the inconvenience caused by you reading this post.  But Im not feeling very well lately both mentally and physically. I just hope Im stil rational and of sound mind when I complete PMR. There. I have posted in my blog. Happy much? Thankee~

The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-6804167700655260992?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6804167700655260992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6804167700655260992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6804167700655260992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-2533421355201580153</id><published>2009-01-11T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T02:23:45.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today started out as a &lt;em&gt;GOOD&lt;/em&gt; day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now its a &lt;em&gt;BAD &lt;/em&gt;day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You said you would wait..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you say you dont know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so damn confused..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can we go on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or is this it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just tell me what you want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im scared.. Of the answer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shitshitshitshitshit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant breathe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-2533421355201580153?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2533421355201580153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/2533421355201580153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/2533421355201580153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/no.html' title='No!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7474407729982748891</id><published>2009-01-03T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:11:26.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Jokes! More Jokes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The below content is not suitable for those below 18 years of age. Please do not continue if you are younger than 18 years old. Thank you.
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Having said that, I will thus say that the below is some of the less gross ones.. Enjoy!
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&lt;u&gt;Ordeal of fruit&lt;/u&gt;
You guys have probably heard this before, but..
Two guys were marooned on an island and were captured by cannibals. The caanibals told them that unless they underwent the Ordeal of Fruit, they would be killed and eaten. They were each instructed to collect 100 of any type of fruit and bring it back.
So they both set off and an hour later, the first guy camme back with 20 grapes. The cannibals then ordered him to shove all 100 grapes up his asshole. If he laughed, he would be killed immediately.
Before the guy even put the first grape in, he started to smile. A few seconds later, he chucklled and finally laughed out loud. The caanibals said to him, " You do realize that you are now about to be killed, right?" The guy answered, " Yes, but I just thought of my friend who's out there collecting pineapples.
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&lt;u&gt;Elevators&lt;/u&gt;
A countryside family went to the city for the first time. They were all very awed by the tall skyscrapers and many people. Somehow, the father and son and their mother got seperated. The father and son arrived in front of a metal door that opened and shut into a small metal room. Soon affter, an old woman in a wheelchair came and pressed a button on the wall. The metal doors opened, and the old woman went in. They watched in wonder as the lights on top of the metal doors lighted up one by one, then lighted up in the reverse order. When the metal doors finally opene again, a beautiful blonde woman stepped out and walked off.
Man to son: "Son, go get your mother....."
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&lt;u&gt;The flute player&lt;/u&gt;
A worker at a factory had an accident with the machines one day and as a result, his penis was mangled and nearly destroyed. After over a dozen hours of grueling surgery, the professional surgeon finally patched up the poor guys member. After the surgery, the surgeon handed the man a business card. 'That's my brother," he said. "Go see him, he'll be really useful to your recovery." After taking a look at the card, the man exclaims, "But it says here your brother is a professional flute player!"
"I know," said the surgeon calmly. "He's gonna teach you where to put your fingers so you dont piss in your eyes."
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&lt;u&gt;Utterly helpless&lt;/u&gt;
A man with no arms or legs was lounging by the beach. A few hot chicks came over to his spot.
One of them said," Oh, poor you. Have you ever been hugged before?" The man answers no, and the girl hugs him.
Another says, " Oh poor you. Have you ever been kissed before?" The man answers no, and the girl kisses him.
A third one takes one look at the poor limbless man and says," Have you ever been fucked before?" The man answers no and is very excited.
"Well," says the girl. "Now you will be. The tide's coming in.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Size Does Matter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three men are marooned on an island. A cannibal comes out of nowhere with a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fearsome looking spear. He says he will tell them of a place where there was a boat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if the size of all three of their penises were longer than his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he took out his love member, it was a whopping 20cm long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first guy unzips his pants and reveals a 10cm long penis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The second unzips his pants and reveals a 9cm long one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing they had only 1cm to go to beat the cannibal, they were confident of winning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The third guy unzips his pants and reveals a puny cock measuring 1cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As they were rowing away in the boat the cannibals had grudgingly gave them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first guy says, " You guys are lucky my kid is 10cm long.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The second guy says, " Well, you guys are equally lucky that I have a 9cm long one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The third guy says, "Yeah.. You guys are lucky I had an erection.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont balk at the content. No choice, its too funny not to blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.. Sorry, all.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7474407729982748891?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7474407729982748891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/jokes-more-jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7474407729982748891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7474407729982748891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/jokes-more-jokes.html' title='Jokes! More Jokes!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-4477193547424189266</id><published>2009-01-01T02:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:26:34.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>So Long to 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. 2008 has come and gone. It is now the 1st of January 2009. Walking down memory lane, I reflect on what I have done, and a few memorable events stil cling to mind. Jobweek.. Koperasi day which was also on my birthday, and the various surprises packaged with it.. The time I fell from the 3rd floor to the second (ouch).. The wonderful time I had with my ex girlfriend.. And various band activities.. Antac..

It has certainly been a fun year. However, what was most memorable and fresh in my memories is stil that of Antac 2008.. I grew alot during this camp. It seems that for every camp and/or band display that i partake in, I have grown to love scouting more and more. Although I have plenty of regrets for being a very inactive member last year and not finishing my Usaha scheme, I stil have no regrets for being a scout, no matter what I do.

On the other hand, my studies which took a very bad turn in Form 1 and has managed to drop alarmingly every semester is stil worrying me. I wonder if I have enough time to make up for the times I did not even bother to study these two years. It seems I indeed have to burn some more midnite oil to catch up. Target for PMR: 7a.. Wow.. Memandangkan my standard is stil very low now.. *sigh* Oh well.. No use crying over spilt milk..

As the clock ticks on, 2008 is fading into a distant memory with each passing second, hour, day, week, month.. Indeed, 2008 has been a bittersweet year for me. Hopefully, 2009 will take a turn for better in all aspects of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286331289485183922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SVzSTLLMC7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/4OXKugEXelA/s320/funny-pictures-bob-is-launched-into-outer-space.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ready? 3..2..1.. *BOOM*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happie New Year!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All da best to everyone..

Til now, tis' all. Sayonara, and a happy new year to all..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-4477193547424189266?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4477193547424189266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long-to-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/4477193547424189266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/4477193547424189266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scout'/><title type='text'>Not Half Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its the day after we went for the shang di procession..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I realized.. it aint as half as bad as I thought it might be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything went fine, I forgot a few songs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got messed up playing Evening Wind by Mok during the most crucial moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( No offense, Mok, its not like you're expected to be a Lower Brass God or something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if you are 'The Chosen One')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mum for once actually came to see her son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of calling another dancing party at our house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can tell she really loved our band and our songs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially Mamma Mia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I think I just might have increased my chances of staying on next year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All in all, it was quite a good evening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;considering how tiring the Kuching Fest parade was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im amazed by our band and how far its come since I first entered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the reason I joined scout and then band..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the memories attached to the various events and activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll never forget knowing people that have made an impact upon my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for better or for worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wilson Mok, The Chosen One and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the guy who actually hit the tiang (hehx)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..A great guy, and a better leader..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kho Swee Yee, our major, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..who always knew what to say, at the right place, at the right time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aelred Lee Zhen Hui, my 1st year Antac PL and current T4 TL,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Aelred who actually inspired me to continue scouting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im sorry for everything I did in 2007 Antac, I know I wasnt the best..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;David Boon, my current APL and Antac08 APL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No idea what to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You touched me in ways no one else has before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desmond Ong, my Antac08 PL,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..I have no idea how to describe someone like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know no one else who actually doesnt care if a guy fails and fails again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even when it cripples his patrol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Wei Fung,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew I've given you headaches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I know we've had disagreements and quarrels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you're stil someone who deserves respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon Ting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who's so unreasonable at times and yet I can always laugh around you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sim Zee Ang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..I was awed since the first day I met you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I dont know you much, Im stil proud to know you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abel Tan, who tried so hard at everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..Im amazed that what appears is not what is underneath..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and even Chang Wee Khee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although at times you really wanna hit this guy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually.. He's not half bad at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least his intentions are in the right place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what I do, where I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how long its been,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never forget my experience in scouting,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the people I met, knew, and came to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the things I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its not scouting that lighted up my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its the people in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks, guys..&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/2459825804930665107-7888582650880285014?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7888582650880285014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-half-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7888582650880285014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7888582650880285014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-half-bad.html' title='Not Half Bad'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-4434280879299904392</id><published>2008-12-29T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:22:26.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Oh, Band, Oh, Brother, Oh, Bother!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Band is soo damn tiring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so sore from carrying that darn euphonium..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow night I have to carry it for 3 or 4 hours some more?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohmygawsh.. Gonna faint man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abel cant take too much heat, found that out today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Given 3 hours of near nonstop marching and he just wont play..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its either me or momok to hold it thru in those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lucid moments when the parade is nearing to a close..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just hope momok knows his notes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuz I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i) Completely dont know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shooting Star March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spartans of Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puteri Santubong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I only know half of Jalur Gemilang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh dear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well.. Hopefully stil got Doggy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please appear Doggy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We need u~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.. Dun worrie~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stil gonna give it my all!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuz.. This might be my last display..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont ask me why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-4434280879299904392?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4434280879299904392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-band-oh-brother-oh-bother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/4434280879299904392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/4434280879299904392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-band-oh-brother-oh-bother.html' title='Oh, Band, Oh, Brother, Oh, Bother!!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-1631835850150426445</id><published>2008-12-25T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:01:59.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>LuLaLuLaLu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its christmas everyone..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tis' the season to be jolly!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;So.. Merry christmas!!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*************&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unnhh..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slept at almost 4a.m. last nite..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldnt sleep..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this morning I was like&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ohmygawsh I cant get up!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant get up!"&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorta kinda reminds me of this pic i found on&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cheezburger.com/"&gt;http://www.cheezburger.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283650105860510642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SVNLxv1FU7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/N70_HvvaLrk/s320/funny-pictures-kitten-gives-up-getting-up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.. Not bad eh.. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-1631835850150426445?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1631835850150426445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/lulalulalu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1631835850150426445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1631835850150426445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/lulalulalu.html' title='LuLaLuLaLu~'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SVNLxv1FU7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/N70_HvvaLrk/s72-c/funny-pictures-kitten-gives-up-getting-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-5047653173110692949</id><published>2008-12-22T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:51:55.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Alive Anymore *copyrights reserved*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a song I wrote out of sheer boredom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is not true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And based on the melody of Unfaithful by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Story of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Searching for my rights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This life has been unfair to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up with a sore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today will be a bore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea how i know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; like who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; like what I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone tell me what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got out of bed and slipped on my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fell to the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew this day was bad before I even reached the door~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see me die-kin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna do this anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant find out the reason why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; such a bore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; even been to Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna do this anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna throw away my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alive anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel it in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant pretend not to care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About my state of disrepair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went and brushed my teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt; even see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took a toothbrush with someone's hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(my sis's?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sure you can imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What happened after I did that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ran into the bathroom and *words censored by Blogger.com*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just knew Im dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont wanna do this anymore
I cant find out the reason why
Everyone thinks Im such a bore
I havent even been to Singapore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*
I dont wanna do this anymore
I dont wanna throw away my life
I dont wanna be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*
Alive anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-5047653173110692949?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5047653173110692949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-song-i-wrote-out-of-sheer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/5047653173110692949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/5047653173110692949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-song-i-wrote-out-of-sheer.html' title='Alive Anymore *copyrights reserved*'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7045611121626125571</id><published>2008-12-20T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:21:31.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meeting! (Again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very few people! (Again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No flag! (Again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Punishment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Aiya, biasa larz, go meeting no tiok punishment only hairan..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very little time indoor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ei! Not bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Climb rope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The same.. No..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is different..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Normally not use the very thick de rope de?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we used the thinner, monkey crawl rope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, that hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the first time, climb rope will bleed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ouch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So.. Um.. Played games.. This and that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then band..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgot my file.. (Again!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Wa piang.. This post really alot of agains orh..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brought my gloves (For once!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*eep*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another display on the 30th of December!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Shooting Star March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Sway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Jalur Gemilang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Jamaica Farewell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know none of them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Again..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so I end this post with another again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7045611121626125571?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7045611121626125571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7045611121626125571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7045611121626125571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-3137237302221298563</id><published>2008-12-16T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:46:47.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casey'/><title type='text'>Which is nicer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today went to that I. T. place with my parents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wan T.J. or something like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were looking for a toy car that could fit my niece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who's coming in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw, it has to be remote controlled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw alot there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the contestants were narrowed down to this two..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280321500396122738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SUd4baL38nI/AAAAAAAAACs/aoeb1RcQf3M/s200/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280321039165850802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SUd4Aj-AhLI/AAAAAAAAACk/g01weBesEhs/s200/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first one looks more solid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the latter looks much more nicer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-3137237302221298563?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3137237302221298563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/which-is-nicer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/3137237302221298563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/3137237302221298563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/which-is-nicer.html' title='Which is nicer?'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SUd4baL38nI/AAAAAAAAACs/aoeb1RcQf3M/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-5068747067345611491</id><published>2008-12-16T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:40:44.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fkin angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So fkin angry at my ma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only have &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; much time to go online to do all my things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yet she wants to do her things whenever I open the laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U can do it any other time without anyone to criticize or lament on your overexcessive usage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yet you want to use &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; online time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you doing it on purpose or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shish kebab larz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-5068747067345611491?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5068747067345611491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/fkin-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/5068747067345611491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/5068747067345611491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/fkin-angry.html' title='Fkin angry'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-6943578860544561096</id><published>2008-12-09T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:54:51.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me whats wrong with society?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When everywhere I look i see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Young girls dying to be on tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wont stop til they reach their dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diet pills  Surgery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photoshopped pictures in magazines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Telling them how they should be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doent make sense to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is everybody going crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is anybody gonna save me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can anybody tell me whats going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me what's going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you open your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll see that something is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess things are not how they used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no more normal families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parents act like enemies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Making kids feel like its World War 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one's cares No one's there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess we're all just too damn busy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And money's our first priority&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesnt make sense to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me what’s wrong with society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When everywhere I look I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rich guys driving big SUV’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When kids are starving in the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one likes to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess life's unfair..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What has this world come to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the point of our existence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What am i here for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-6943578860544561096?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6943578860544561096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6943578860544561096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6943578860544561096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-1485651407230867739</id><published>2008-12-07T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:51:22.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Ma Bo de Qing Ge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NameWee has done it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out this video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its good.. Really good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOiYb4vktPQ&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.commonsensical-ismorefun.blogspot.com/&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOiYb4vktPQ&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.commonsensical-ismorefun.blogspot.com/&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Video courtesy of Commensensical-is-more-fun a.k.a. Ah Lun's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;However, credits for the hard work (or maybe not) copying and pasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;this video belongs to yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Be free to grab n pass around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;After all, sharing is caring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again, enjoy.&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/2459825804930665107-1485651407230867739?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1485651407230867739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/ma-bo-de-qing-ge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1485651407230867739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1485651407230867739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/ma-bo-de-qing-ge.html' title='Ma Bo de Qing Ge'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7874351784620282014</id><published>2008-12-07T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:19:30.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scout'/><title type='text'>So what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, alright, stop bugging me already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what if she did sleepwalk into our camp?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesnt mean you have to jeer about it every time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its just sleepwalking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7874351784620282014?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7874351784620282014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7874351784620282014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7874351784620282014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-what.html' title='So what?'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-6736850446188632678</id><published>2008-12-07T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:53:57.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scout'/><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year's Antac is over lu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year's passed pretty quickly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N quite interesting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If any1 wants pics, doggy's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-6736850446188632678?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6736850446188632678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/woot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6736850446188632678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6736850446188632678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-115410341756568111</id><published>2008-11-26T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:19:15.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Kl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okayy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went down to KL on the 13th n came back yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(26th Nov)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Casey's growing up real fine now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she has now graduated to monosyllabic words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which she sometimes says over n over again..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bought alot of sstuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Including a dancing mat for ps2 for my sis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday i was at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only eat sleep play game slp then eat somemore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That;s the reason why im so damn fat now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-115410341756568111?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115410341756568111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/115410341756568111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/115410341756568111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/kl.html' title='Kl'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-3394831812777273160</id><published>2008-11-07T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T04:02:22.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>KGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was prize giving day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, yours truly isnt worthy of a prize of any degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, I stayed at home the whole morning when everyone else (almost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;were getting some prize or other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blablabla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afternoon, after lunch with my mum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to KGS a.k.a. Kelab Golf Sarawak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for a bucket or two at the driving range.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did quite well today considering I was alone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After, walked back to the clubhouse enjoying my freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when suddenly, all of a sudden,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;out came the sun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohmaigawsh!! So damn hot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stayed at the library, went out for nuggets,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then around 5 went swimming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swim swim swim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Half an hour tired liaw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So sien..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That all about sums up a not-bad day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going down to KL on the 13th..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coming back the day before ANTAC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dat means I'll have to go on that shopping spree before i go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well..For now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets kick back and relax..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Now im speechless, over the edge and just breathless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug again....'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-3394831812777273160?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3394831812777273160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/kgs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/3394831812777273160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/3394831812777273160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/kgs.html' title='KGS'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-1332764847587367011</id><published>2008-11-06T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:21:16.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So forgetful..</title><content type='html'>In the last post, I forgot to mention jacqueline's blog url..hehe..
Here it is..
&lt;a href="http://www.jumjumjump.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.jumjumjump.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;
So forgetful of me..
In case you're wondering, jumjum's her much beloved bolster..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-1332764847587367011?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1332764847587367011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-forgetful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1332764847587367011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1332764847587367011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-forgetful.html' title='So forgetful..'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-4268498836764251109</id><published>2008-11-06T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:18:29.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Today, today!</title><content type='html'>Finally, a post where i actually write about what happened &lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; rather than &lt;em&gt;yesterday &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;the day before &lt;/em&gt;or some other time in the past..

Well..

Jacq, cam, shu ee, bi ai, si wei n me..

The so called 'stardusted ex-prefects' were called to..um..menjaga kelas..

By whom? None other than our most beloved (blerkhs) ms wee lorz..

So there we were..

Jalan jalan..

Chit chat here, chit chat there..

Cam showing off her (amazing) rubik skills..

Took care of a few classes (man, caesar so hiao!)

And..well..made a few new friends!

Not bad..took a few pics too..

Wanna c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-4268498836764251109?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4268498836764251109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/4268498836764251109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/4268498836764251109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-today.html' title='Today, today!'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-1021329903568656989</id><published>2008-11-06T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:06:10.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Zz</title><content type='html'>Had quite a good day yesterday..
Teased bernard a lot..
poor ad'ike..
Hmn.. NOT gonna mention how a certain some1
completely &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ruined&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; an otherwise near-perfect day..&lt;/span&gt;
Zz..
cant there be a day whr everything is right,
oh so right?
oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-1021329903568656989?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1021329903568656989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/zz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1021329903568656989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/1021329903568656989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/zz.html' title='Zz'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-117035534795000406</id><published>2008-10-18T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:05:11.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever loved somebody so bad it makes you cry?
Have you ever needed something so much you cant sleep at night?
Have you ever?
Oh, have you ever?

Seriously, is there anyone in this world who understands how i feel now.
Anyone who understands how much i need her right now..
Im sorry..Im so so sorry..
I want you back..But you know I cant..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-117035534795000406?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/117035534795000406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/117035534795000406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/117035534795000406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever?'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7134031731293151195</id><published>2008-10-18T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:26:05.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>More lame jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Boeing 747??!!&lt;/strong&gt;
You dont get married to get sex.
Getting married to get sex is like buying a Boeing 747 to get free peanuts.
And only if MAS runs the plane.

&lt;strong&gt;Superhero Superdilemma&lt;/strong&gt;
Batman never fights crime in neighbourhoods that needs it.
I'd like to see Batman fight crime in &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; neighbourhood.
"Robin?"
"Yes, Batman?"
"Didnt we park the car right here, man?"

&lt;strong&gt;Phone Confusion&lt;/strong&gt;
A group of guys are in the locker room when a mobile phone suddenly rings.
One of them picks it up.
Man: "Hello?"
Woman: "Well, I have the news. The house we wanted is back on the market.
They're asking for $950,000.
Man: "Well then, go ahead and make an offer, but make it $1.2 million so we'll be sure to get it."
Woman: "OK, i'll see you later. I love you!"
Man: "I love you too."
The man hangs up. Then he asks, "Does anyone know whose phone this is?"

&lt;strong&gt;Star Wars kiddo&lt;/strong&gt;
Somewhere in a city far, far away..
A kid gets a Dath Vader costume for his 3rd birthday.
Turning to his father, he says in his best Darth Vader voice,"Daddy, I am your father."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7134031731293151195?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7134031731293151195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-lame-jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7134031731293151195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7134031731293151195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-lame-jokes.html' title='More lame jokes'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7623527140067319985</id><published>2008-10-18T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:16:20.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Lame jokes and all the rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Gay people invented sports.&lt;/strong&gt;
Who agrees?
No? Think about it.
Boxing: two topless men..in silk shorts..fighting over a belt..
-Ant-

How many people here have telekinetic powers? Raise my hand.
-Emo Phillips-
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Laundry&lt;/strong&gt;
So they're showing me, on television, the detergent getting the bloodstain out. I mean, come on, you got a T-shirt with blood all over it. Maybe laundry isnt your biggest problem right now.
-Jerry Seinfeld-

&lt;strong&gt;Every group is a racist. &lt;/strong&gt;
White folk will see a group of Indian people together
and they're like, "Look at all those brown people, they're probably all very happy together".
Then you get together in the same group of people,
and like, "Hey, you from India? Im from India.
Which part? No, not that part. Go to hell, you dirty bastard".
-Dave Atell-

&lt;strong&gt;Driving lesson&lt;/strong&gt;
Have you ever noticed that anyone going&lt;em&gt; slower&lt;/em&gt; than you is an &lt;em&gt;idiot&lt;/em&gt; while anyone going &lt;em&gt;faster&lt;/em&gt; than you is a &lt;em&gt;maniac?&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Some points parents would approve&lt;/strong&gt;
When she was in high school my sister went out with the captain of the chhess team.
My parents simply &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; him.
They figured that any guy who took hours to make a move was fine by them.
-Brian Kiley-

&lt;strong&gt;Carrots: Vegetarians, no offence&lt;/strong&gt;
We've learned in school (Form 2 Chapter 2 Nutrition to be exact)
that carrots are good for your eyesight because they contain Vitamin A.
Well, why are there so many dead rabbits on the highway then?
Explain that, mothers!!

&lt;strong&gt;Disadvantages of credit cards&lt;/strong&gt;
My wife has tons of credit cards. She has so many magnetic strips in her wallet, her purse points north. -Peter Sosso-

&lt;strong&gt;Men&lt;/strong&gt;
The problem is that God give man a brain and a penis,
but only enough blood to run one at a time.
-Robin Williams-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7623527140067319985?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7623527140067319985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/lame-jokes-and-all-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7623527140067319985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7623527140067319985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/lame-jokes-and-all-rest.html' title='Lame jokes and all the rest'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-7768361421914170766</id><published>2008-10-17T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:56:00.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious thoughts'/><title type='text'>Cheating in Exams</title><content type='html'>Has anyone noticed cheating is rampant in school nowadays?
This is, of course, asking the teachers and whatever education officials or whatnot who happened to stumble across this page..
Let me give you an example..

My seating in class is the very first row, the very first table..
I'll dub the person sitting behind me as A, and the person sitting in front of the person to my immediate right, which is the first person in the second row (facing the blackboard) as B..

When we were sitting for our Chinese 1 exam, B asked me to give him answers to 15 questions.
B has no interest in Chinese at all, and so he's planning to take our Chinese teacher's suggestion to drop Chinese next year as he did not want to fail Chinese in PMR..He said since this was the last time he was taking a Chinese exam, he really wanted to pass it, even if it meant cheating. So I gave in and we reached an agreement.

When the teacher wasnt looking, he would look at me and show me a question that he needed an answer to. Example: When he wanted the answer to question number 13, he would show me a 1 followed by a 3 using his fingers, and I on the other hand would give him a signal telling him if the answer was A, B, C or D. I did this by touching a part of my face: A - the eyes, B - the nose, C - the mouth, D - the ears. Through this method, I gave him 15 answers for Chinese 1.

Another method is to scrunch up pieces of paper and scattering them around the table. This will make it look like they're pieces of rubbish. When the time comes, you pick up the pieces of paper and scribble your questions onto the paper. This is done when the teacher is walking around the class or when she isnt looking. Then you pass it to the person behind you, like me, or you throw it to whoever you want, also when the teacher isnt looking. That person then gives you the answers and then gives it back to you. Efficient if you do it right.

One more very devious method is left for me to introduce to you. Im sure most people out there are familiar with the alphabetical capabilities of the Casio fx-570MS scientific calculator, right? In case you didnt, this calculator can be used to type out all the letters of the alphabet except Q, V, W and Z. J, L and S is substituted by the number 5, which looks like those..

Now during the Mathematic 1 test on Friday, which is yesterday, we were allowed to bring in our scientific calculators for the exam. We were baby-sitted by a teacher whom i will not name. This teacher is very strict and his/her wrath is not to be tested. Then i had a problem with question number 37, to which i could not find the answer, no matter how hard I tried. But since I could not turn around or pass notes or anything for fear of the teacher, I did something very (pardon my arrogance)  clever..Well, I dont think it qualifies as &lt;em&gt;clever,&lt;/em&gt; but..

Using my 570 calculator, i typed in the words 1f CORRECT h1T mE which comes across as 'If correct, hit me' and angled the calculator so he could see.
Hoping A behind me had noticed, i typed 37.A
i heard a rustling of papers, but no response.
Good, he knew what I wanted.
37.B, i typed.
Stil no response.
Then i typed 37.C
..and he subtly, ever so subtly nudged my back.
BINGO!!

Now is that sweet or what?
Haha..

The point of this post is,
it is very very easy to cheat in exams since teachers dont really notice what you are doing.
However, if the teacher does actually pay more attention to the movement of students in class,
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN AT ALL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!

So, teachers and whatnot, I issue you a challenge.
Try to catch us. There's a few cheaters in every class.
Well, except maybe 2g and 2h.
But my point is made.
&lt;em&gt;Touche.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-7768361421914170766?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7768361421914170766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheating-in-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7768361421914170766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/7768361421914170766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheating-in-exams.html' title='Cheating in Exams'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-6283750238381662892</id><published>2008-10-17T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:56:25.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Test is Over</title><content type='html'>Test time is finally over!!
Ohyea!!!
Hahaha....
Our long, long ordeal..finally..
After 3 weeks of hard prep..
We can finally ENJOY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-6283750238381662892?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6283750238381662892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/test-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6283750238381662892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/6283750238381662892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/test-is-over.html' title='Test is Over'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2459825804930665107.post-107991536490267243</id><published>2008-09-01T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:58:09.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggey'/><title type='text'>The start of Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Oh well here we go..another new blog, another pesky little burden to add to my everyday life..

But..well..where else am I gonna unload all those random thoughts that bug you everyday but you just never can find the time to deal with..??

i mean..those times which usually pop up once or twice a day and get you thinking about life and its meaning..death and why it happens..or even why you choose peanut butter over jam..

okay..so maybe this guy behind this laptop right now is really a bit weird and maybe a little crazy..but hey..who will find out who i am?

if i've gotten you a bit confused so far, im sorry..i didnt ask you to read this..you can navigate away if you want..this is just a way for me to express my feelings..not really for reading..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2459825804930665107-107991536490267243?l=randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/feeds/107991536490267243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/start-of-random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/107991536490267243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2459825804930665107/posts/default/107991536490267243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomthoughtsofashatteredheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/start-of-random-thoughts.html' title='The start of Random Thoughts'/><author><name>shattered_heart</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1M5ZZ3Kim6I/SPlSrVuIf1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uNnyT5VMio4/S220/huh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
