<?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-2080067813565063896</id><updated>2011-11-12T19:43:32.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5825452698723847930</id><published>2009-06-13T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:22:41.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrights, it's about time to shift to a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye everyone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5825452698723847930?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5825452698723847930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5825452698723847930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5825452698723847930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5825452698723847930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/alrights-its-about-time-to-shift-to-new.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3301708827771391381</id><published>2009-06-12T00:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:39:26.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nobody has the right to judge anyone else except oneself; for noone is perfect themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; in relation to that, I honestly don't care what everyone thinks. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa tomorrow, time to work on my tan. Finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3301708827771391381?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3301708827771391381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3301708827771391381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3301708827771391381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3301708827771391381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/nobody-has-right-to-judge-anyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3585750690619548326</id><published>2009-06-09T07:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:41:28.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I posted the lyrics of this song before, but bear with me. I'm madly in love with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ooh yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hello, I believe you sarang hago shipojirthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Otheyo gudeyo ijenun dwerkayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Du nunen ojig gude hanaman boimnida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Isesang gudewa dan duri uriman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Be forever with you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui darkhomhan mogsoriga ne irumur buruthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui chogchoghan nunbid duri ne orgurur suchirthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sarang handanun yegirur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui gwigae sogsagyo tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui gasume narur angyojwo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Otheyo gude nanun junbiga da dwessoyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yongwonhi gudeman sarang hamnida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Say that I love you (ooh woah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Naui tollinun mogsoriga (mogsoriga) noui irum bururthe (bururthe~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Naui chogchoghan nunbid duri (yeah~) noui orgur suchirthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sarang handanun yegirur naui gwigae sogsagyo tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Twinun gasume norur angyojwo (angyojwo~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nowana duriso (duriso) durijiman hanaro (hanaro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yongwonhi irohge sarang hago shipho... ah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui darkhomhan mogsoriga ne irumur buruthe (noui mogsori, so sweet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui chogchoghan nunbid duri ne orgurur suchirthe (noui chogchoghan nunbid soge na~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sarang handanun yegirur (sarang he~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui gwigae sogsagyo tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Noui gasume narur angyojwo (sarang he...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Naui tollinun mogsoriga (nomanur) noui irum bururthe (yeah~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Naui chogchoghan nunbid duri noui orgur suchirthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sarang handanun yegirur naui gwigae sogsagyo tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Twinun gasume norur angyojwo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Uri yongwonhi sarangur heyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hello, I believe you.&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you still need me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay the world with you.&lt;br /&gt;I have a story,too.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since We been a long all the night.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you all day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever by you.&lt;br /&gt;Be forever with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you all of my life.&lt;br /&gt;How can't we be just as one.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to stay alone now.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me. I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;When you want me I'll come to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be alone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our love to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can survive here unless I can stay with you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you all day,and say that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Say that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you all of my life.&lt;br /&gt;How can't we be just as one.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to stay alone now.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me. I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;When you want me I'll come to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be alone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our love to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost in Love Affairs, now I know I find the one.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of loneliness for us are over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you all of my life.&lt;br /&gt;How can't we be just as one.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to stay alone now.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;When you want me I'll come to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be alone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our love to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you all of my life.&lt;br /&gt;How can't we be just as one.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to stay alone now.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me. I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;When you want me I'll come to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be alone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our love to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in our love to stay alive.&lt;p&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know the lyrics doesn't really suit my situation lah. I'm perfectly happy. Haha. But just for y'all to know. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going out with Sheryl &amp;amp; Bernadette later. FINALLY. Haha. Okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3585750690619548326?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3585750690619548326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3585750690619548326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3585750690619548326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3585750690619548326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-know-i-posted-lyrics-of-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-930992167915593460</id><published>2009-06-08T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:01:05.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I enjoyed the weekend pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays now &amp;amp; I don't know if I should be happy about it or not. As much as it seems like the holidays are the times to just relax and hang out with your friends for awhile, I find it hard to do so. Why? Maybe it's because everyone seems to be even busier during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, the irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon hasn't even started yet. This is indeed depressing. Where's everyone? If I had a choice, I'd rather have school. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it has been almost a year since I opened this blog. I'm probably going to shift to a new blog soon. So yeah. As for this one, I'll lock it up as there're some little moments I'd want to keep in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm going to be confirmed in 6 months' time. I don't even know if I should be looking forward to it, actually. I like having Catechism class. Urgh. I don't think I'm prepared to be confirmed yet, &amp;amp; I doubt I'll ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I'm not that little girl you think I am.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-930992167915593460?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/930992167915593460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=930992167915593460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/930992167915593460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/930992167915593460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-enjoyed-weekend-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8398245850694382120</id><published>2009-06-06T07:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:06:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired. I have to start on my homework if not I'll never be able to complete it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. Keep your comments to yourself unless you have something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;constructive&lt;/span&gt; to suggest, alright? And, at the very least, leave your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8398245850694382120?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8398245850694382120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8398245850694382120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8398245850694382120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8398245850694382120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4291334182085946934</id><published>2009-06-04T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:15:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be back in about 24 hours' time. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm on the top of the world looking down on creation;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; the only explanation I can find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is the love that I found ever since you've been around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Your loves' put me at the top of the world&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you too. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4291334182085946934?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4291334182085946934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4291334182085946934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4291334182085946934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4291334182085946934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-be-back-in-about-24-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1785538693887125564</id><published>2009-06-03T17:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:56:21.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm missin' home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, the trip was fun. But I can't wait to go back home. There's so much back home that I miss so dearly. 2 more days. I can make it. At least, I think I can.. Surprisingly, I prefer the weather in SG compared to the Winter season here. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I miss wearing my shorts and tanktops around. It's too cold to wear anything less than a shirt with a jacket and jeans and sneakers/bo.ots here. I miss SG food a hell lot. Fried rice, ban mian, fish soup. URGH. I want to eat 'em all now. here, I'm forced to have fries, meat, fries and more meat. I think I'm going to get fat soon. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of all this, I'm missin' you the most, my dear. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1785538693887125564?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1785538693887125564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1785538693887125564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1785538693887125564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1785538693887125564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missin-home.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6726502435191527096</id><published>2009-06-01T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:27:27.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wish I was there to see it all happen;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Because I'm the main cause of everything :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please tell me that you're alright. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6726502435191527096?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6726502435191527096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6726502435191527096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6726502435191527096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6726502435191527096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wish-i-was-there-to-see-it-all-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1512309052013636766</id><published>2009-05-29T06:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:54:17.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad that everything's settled now. I can finally go on my holiday without much worry. I'm glad you could understand where I was coming from. Everything was really beyond my control. I hope you accept my sincere apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea how to handle people that are so stubborn to understand. As I mentioned in my previous post. Get over it already.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I mean, who doesn't hate the world 'hate'? There's obviously a reason why he said it to you, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I'm pretty excited about my trip.&lt;br /&gt;- It's going to be Winter. YES. A retreat from the sweltering heat here,&lt;br /&gt;- I'm going to Dreamworld, Movieworld &amp;amp; Seaworld! AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm going to see glow worms!&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, it's all pretty exciting. But I'll still inevitably miss many people and things back here. Gosh, I sound like I'm going to go and never come back. Haha. No, I'll only be away for 7 days. I'm sure it'll fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll be back here to post in 'bout 7 days. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1512309052013636766?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1512309052013636766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1512309052013636766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1512309052013636766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1512309052013636766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-glad-that-everythings-settled-now.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2570278559849363293</id><published>2009-05-27T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:06:01.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;BXTCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have anything you're not happy with, I would rather you say it in my face. If not, don't say anything at all. alright? It'll only make YOU look stupid, because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I honestly don't care what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; Grow up, please. The looks of how you handle everything shows me that you have the mind of a five year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for someone, I'd have gone up and slapped you long time ago. Trust me, if you test my patience again, you better watch out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I won't give you any face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nasty things aside;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying off in less than 2 days. I'll miss many stuff in Singapore, although I'll enjoy the cool weather there. Oh well. H1N1's in Singapore, I hope I won't be quarantined when I come back :( That'll suck real bad.. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm off to pack my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2570278559849363293?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2570278559849363293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2570278559849363293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2570278559849363293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2570278559849363293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/bxtch.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1939439152738056817</id><published>2009-05-26T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:39:18.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Games day today was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I couldn't participate in the games 'cause I was on mc, I'm really proud of my class 'cause we achieved something! 1st for Basketball! Haha. Well done 3/4! Loveyou all! (L). And, omg, it FINALLY rained. The weather is so much cooler now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to my previous post, I mentioned&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; true happiness&lt;/span&gt;. No doubt, true happiness is hard to find. But it is never impossible to attain it. As for me, true happiness is something I treasure very much. Thank you, for giving it to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maths teacher always emphasized that we have to do at least an hour of maths a day no matter what, in order to do well. As for myself, I know I can't commit an hour daily. Instead, I decided to commit 3 hours per week for the holidays. That should be just about fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to rant about something now. I shall do it in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;private&lt;/span&gt; blog. Adios. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1939439152738056817?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1939439152738056817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1939439152738056817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1939439152738056817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1939439152738056817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/games-day-today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3391497286456280560</id><published>2009-05-24T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:26:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Someday you'll realise, that there was nothing more that I really wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3391497286456280560?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3391497286456280560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3391497286456280560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3391497286456280560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3391497286456280560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/someday-youll-realise-that-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6443785485881508083</id><published>2009-05-22T21:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:10:48.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"The gruesome past will follow me for the rest of my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately. Thinking about the life I'm living now, compared to 1 - 2 years ago. Indeed, it's totally different. I'm surprised by the fact that I changed so much in such a short span of time. Now, I only regret what I did then. But what's done is already done. As much as I would love to, there is nothing I can do to reverse the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret, regret, regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been mood swinging a lot. I don't fathom why. I've been over-reacting to little situations umpteen times, and I found it really hard to control my emotions. I wish someone could tell me why all this is happening to me. I don't like it, but I can't seem to do anything to improve it. Urgh, why? There are so many stories that I'm hearing, and they come from different worlds. Who am I supposed to believe? All of them seem real to me. Why am I kept in the dark? I wish someone was here to give the answers to all of my doubts. I don't think I can hold on like this any longer. I will fall apart very soon if I keep going like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went for mass today, I started to recall everything that has happened in the past, and most of these memories weren't pleasant ones. I tried to kick everything out of my mind, but it kept flowing back. With the past that left a scar etched in my heart forever, and the complicating situations now, it is no wonder why I can't find true happiness. It's is no wonder, why my life has been an awful lie for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can keep pretending so that no one knows how I really feel deep down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;But I can't pretend forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stretched from ear to ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; see you walking down the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We meet at the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stare for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world around disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On this island of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;A breath between us could be miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me surround you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sea to your shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me be the calm you seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;every time Im close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;too much I cant say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;you just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And cold here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I grieve in my condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I cannot find the strength to say I need you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;every time Im close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;too much I cant say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you just&lt;/span&gt; walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And cold here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6443785485881508083?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6443785485881508083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6443785485881508083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6443785485881508083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6443785485881508083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/gruesome-past-will-follow-me-for-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8888724316045108795</id><published>2009-05-20T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:12:01.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nobody understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can safely say that noone has ever faced the situation I'm currently facing. It is, indeed, probably one of the most awkward incidents I have to go through in my entire life. But I know what I'm doing. I know how to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry if it hurts, I don't mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry if it's unreasonable, but I know what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but I hope y'all understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. I mean, what's the use of faring rather well in the examinations when I still can't truly smile? I put on a strong front all the time so that noone will worry. I try so hard to be as perfect as I can be. I can't help it that my life is filled with many imperfections. For one, I'm easily affected by my emotions. I'm trying to handle it already. It just sucks so much when no one sees the pain that I'm going through now. Where's my true happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drew&lt;/span&gt; looks at me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fake a smile so he won't see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I want, &amp;amp; I'm needing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything that we should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That girl he talks about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; She's got everything that I have to live without."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8888724316045108795?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8888724316045108795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8888724316045108795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8888724316045108795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8888724316045108795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/nobody-understands.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6438568400441812025</id><published>2009-05-17T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:18:03.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Apparently, the word&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; trust&lt;/span&gt; has lost its meaning already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping that you could keep everything to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This isn't the first time, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6438568400441812025?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6438568400441812025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6438568400441812025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6438568400441812025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6438568400441812025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/apparently-word-trust-has-lost-its.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3289181855106340693</id><published>2009-05-16T07:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:28:49.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am appalled at how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; some people can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like him, fine. You throw yourself at him and stick to him like super glue all the time, not fine. My gosh. I mean, It really doesn't speak very well of you now, does it? I think the reason why I actually blew up was pretty obvious. You didn't even seem to care. Let my tell you something. If I didn't invite you to study with us from the start, you wouldn't even be here right now. The least you could is to respect that there are others around with you. After all, I don't give a shit what you do with your own life now. So much for caring, anyway. A circle of friends have fun together. You don't just do all that in front of my face. I won't let you. I swear I'll slap your face if you ever do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, I feel so used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's another long day. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3289181855106340693?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3289181855106340693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3289181855106340693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3289181855106340693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3289181855106340693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-appalled-at-how-desperate-some.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1250330074111973440</id><published>2009-05-13T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:01:33.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over. What a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church and lepak-ed. Went to play lan and all. Went home for dinner. I was supposed to go out with Sheryl today. But she has HFMD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Get well soon, Sheryl!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather moodless now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I ain't perfect, but at least give me a chance to give things a go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It just gets bloody annoying when everyone thinks I'm just a little girl, naive &amp;amp; dumb. So what if I'm the youngest everywhere? So what if I do things differently? How does that give everyone the signal to sterotype? I know I can't get it right yet, but at least I'm trying. How does comparing me to someone else make me feel? Let me tell you. It hurts. It fucking hurts. Doesn't matter where or when you said it. You did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nevermind, no one knows what I go through, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1250330074111973440?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1250330074111973440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1250330074111973440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1250330074111973440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1250330074111973440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7533002442184503234</id><published>2009-05-12T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:56:22.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this on Sheryl's blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Truths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. last beverage→ Water&lt;br /&gt;2. last phone call→ Mum&lt;br /&gt;3. last text message→ Sharmaine&lt;br /&gt;4. last song you listened to→ Hillsong - Through it all&lt;br /&gt;5. last time you cried→ I don't recall. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. dated someone twice→ Nope.&lt;br /&gt;7. been cheated on?→ How would I know?&lt;br /&gt;8. kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it?→ Uh.&lt;br /&gt;9. lost someone special?→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;10. been depressed?→ Of course.&lt;br /&gt;11. been drunk and threw up?→ No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Orange&lt;br /&gt;13. Red&lt;br /&gt;14. Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS 2009 HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love→ Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried→ Yup :X HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you→ Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were→ Yup, and I'm glad :D.&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you→ No, (not yet).&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list (Facebook)→ Yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who else, eh. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life (Facebook)→ Most of them.&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have → I don't know.. 2-3?&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you cheated on someone→ Nope.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you have any pets→ Nope.&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you want to change your name→ Having one at the end of the year. KIARA!&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you do for your last birthday→ Dinner @ Japanese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;28. What time did you wake up today→ 4.30am -.-&lt;br /&gt;30. Name something you CANNOT wait for→ My exams to end.&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you saw your grandfather→ My father's side? Months ago..&lt;br /&gt;32. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life→ ____ :(&lt;br /&gt;33. Done something for the first time→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom→ Nah.&lt;br /&gt;35. What's getting on your nerves right now→ Something bad that I'm thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;36. Most visited webpage→ Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;37. Whats your real name→ Amanda (Kiara) Yip Kar Mun&lt;br /&gt;38. Nicknames→ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't think I have any. Everyone calls me Amanda. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;39. Best friends→ :) :)&lt;br /&gt;40. Zodiac sign→ Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;41. Male or female→ Female&lt;br /&gt;42. Elementary Schools→ CHIJ Toa Payoh&lt;br /&gt;43. Middle Schools→CHIJ Toa Payoh&lt;br /&gt;44. High school→ Not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;45. Hair color→ Brunette.&lt;br /&gt;46. Long or short hair→ Long.&lt;br /&gt;47. Height→ 152.&lt;br /&gt;48. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;49. Phone or Camera → Phone.&lt;br /&gt;50. Health freak → Depends..&lt;br /&gt;51. Drink or Smoke? → Drink.&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you have a crush on someone?→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;53. Eat or Drink → Drink&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you have a crush on someone? → YES LA.&lt;br /&gt;55: What do you like about yourself?→ I don't know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;56. Piercings→ 1 on each ear.&lt;br /&gt;57. Tattoos→ None.&lt;br /&gt;58. Righty or Lefty→ Both-handed. :)&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;59. First surgery→ Idk.&lt;br /&gt;60. First piercing→ When I was 11 I think?&lt;br /&gt;61. First best friend→ Since P3.&lt;br /&gt;62. First sport you joined→ Swimming.&lt;br /&gt;63. First pet→ I can't remember X.X&lt;br /&gt;64. First vacation→ Perth.&lt;br /&gt;65. First concert→ Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;66. First crush→ I CAN'T REMEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;67. Eating→ Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;68. Drinking→ Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;69. I’m about to → Stone in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;70. Listening to→ The loud typing of the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;71. Waiting for → Something to happen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;72. Want kids?→ I guess..&lt;br /&gt;73. Want to get married?→ If I can.&lt;br /&gt;74. Careers in mind?→ Idk for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE A POTENTIAL PARTNER? :&lt;br /&gt;75. Lips or eyes→ Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;76. Hugs or kisses→ Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;77. Shorter or taller→ Taller.&lt;br /&gt;78. Romantic or spontaneous→ Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;79. Nice stomach or nice arms→ Heehee, I'm greedy. BOTH!&lt;br /&gt;80. Sensitive or loud→ Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;81. Hook-up or relationship→ Relationship la.&lt;br /&gt;82. Trouble maker or hesitant→ More of a trouble-maker eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;83. Kissed a stranger→ No.&lt;br /&gt;84. Drank hard liquor→ No.&lt;br /&gt;85. Lost glasses/contacts→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;86. Ran away from home→ Nope.&lt;br /&gt;87. Are you awesome→ In what way, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;88. Been unsure?→ Of course.&lt;br /&gt;89. Broken someone's heart→ I think so..&lt;br /&gt;90. Turned someone down→ Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;91. Cried when someone died→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;92. Liked a best friend→ Like, as best friends or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;93. Yourself→ Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;94. Miracles→ Of course.&lt;br /&gt;95. Love at first sight→ Depends..&lt;br /&gt;96. Heaven→Yes.&lt;br /&gt;97. Angels→ Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;98. Is there one person you want to be with right now?→ Sadly, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you believe in God?→ Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 20 people→ I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Bio paper was manageable. I think I'll pass, but not with a distinction though.. Amaths paper tomorrow, AND I'LL BE FREE. AHH. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;亲爱的，我好像爱上了你； 你知道吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7533002442184503234?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7533002442184503234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7533002442184503234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7533002442184503234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7533002442184503234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-found-this-on-sheryls-blog-d-100.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8120266882813862431</id><published>2009-05-11T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:26:11.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Screwed for Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mugged real hard today but I'm still not confident. I think I'm going to screw up my paper tomorrow. Oh well :( Tomorrow marks the last day I'll be mugging in church. At least 'till the EOY exams. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun I had today was awesome. It's been some time since I had fun like that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a side note, Sharm kept disturbing Nadya &amp;amp; I la. Sheesh! HAHA. Tsktsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone luck for Bio tomorrow :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you holding back, like the way you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I try &amp;amp; try to walk away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know this&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;crush&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ain't going away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8120266882813862431?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8120266882813862431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8120266882813862431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8120266882813862431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8120266882813862431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/screwed-for-biology.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8101949976184833238</id><published>2009-05-10T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:34:53.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Mothers' Day, mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir as usual, didn't stay for practice as I had to go for lunch with my family. We went to this Hokkaido hotpot place called "Juju". The food was awesome. Each person has their own hotpot and you can choose your own soup to cook your own food. There's only one thing in the menu - the six-course meal, which includes an appetiser, main course, side dish, some nice plum drink, dessert, and of course, the soup. All for only $30. It doesn't seem like a lot, but the main course is huge. Like, I ordered the seafood main course, and out came crabs, cuttlefish, fish, shellfish, crabstick, with some nice mushrooms and vegetables. I had trouble finishing it all! The appetiser was awesome. It consists of a nice slice of tofu, a piece of sweet fish and this half-boiled egg in soya sauce. The egg was perfect. Loved it. My whole family had no regrets going there :D. I played golf in the late afternoon. I kinda lost the feel already, but I hope to get it back soon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Amanda/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgeOtRrE9xI/AAAAAAAAAuM/FUGrOtWXVcc/s1600-h/mothers%27+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgeOtRrE9xI/AAAAAAAAAuM/FUGrOtWXVcc/s200/mothers%27+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334389192132982546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Amanda/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;I'm going to mug real hard for bio tomorrow. I'm done studying for it, now I just have to keep it all in. I think bio's my last hope in scoring a distinction for MYE. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm craving for spaghetti :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8101949976184833238?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8101949976184833238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8101949976184833238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8101949976184833238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8101949976184833238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgeOtRrE9xI/AAAAAAAAAuM/FUGrOtWXVcc/s72-c/mothers%27+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7726108686836300502</id><published>2009-05-09T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:56:28.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is only one wish on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When this day is through I hope that I will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I need will be mine if you are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on my private blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7726108686836300502?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7726108686836300502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7726108686836300502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7726108686836300502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7726108686836300502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-only-one-wish-on-my-mind-when.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7484357831087878598</id><published>2009-05-08T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:38:11.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's amazing, how much emotion the human heart can handle in just a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7484357831087878598?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7484357831087878598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7484357831087878598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7484357831087878598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7484357831087878598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-always-one-at-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1360544155379283226</id><published>2009-05-07T21:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:35:04.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"As I look around, I can't believe the love I see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLtEuL-y2I/AAAAAAAAAtc/dDgpvESdk1w/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLtEuL-y2I/AAAAAAAAAtc/dDgpvESdk1w/s200/DSC00544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333085574133631842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying full-day in church almost everyday for the past 3 weeks. I'm so tired. But despite all the stress, There were those fun times, like the madness with the post-its. HAHA. Oh well. Sharm &amp;amp; Nadya will be taking their O's this year. Which leaves me to mug for my O's next year alone. Oh no :'( Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 more papers to go. I don't think I'll do that well for my exams, but I THINK I'll pass everything. I hope. Especially for Chinese. Gosh, it was so hard, I felt like dropping to CLB that moment. My mother asked me which subject I was most confident of doing well in just now, and that question stunned me. As I thought about it, there was really no subject that I thought I could score a distinction in. I'll just hope for the best, then. It's all over anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This huge poohbear was given to my by (someone) more than a year ago. It's still in the packaging. It's too big for me to hug to sleep anyway, haha. It made me smile for a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLwbNW8jaI/AAAAAAAAAts/CjiAUe-kpQo/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLwbNW8jaI/AAAAAAAAAts/CjiAUe-kpQo/s200/DSC00557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333089258993126818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLwPgZbWcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UH1FnlTG1XY/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLwPgZbWcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UH1FnlTG1XY/s200/DSC00553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333089057945377218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLw1y2UeCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/XDe78SHIaY8/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLw1y2UeCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/XDe78SHIaY8/s200/DSC00565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333089715733428258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to think about it, I can't imagine how much I've grown ever since I stepped into Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss the old, child-like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLxBbdk8lI/AAAAAAAAAt8/OgymTw0ZS4Q/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLxBbdk8lI/AAAAAAAAAt8/OgymTw0ZS4Q/s200/DSC00550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333089915614065234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1360544155379283226?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1360544155379283226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1360544155379283226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1360544155379283226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1360544155379283226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-i-look-around-i-cant-believe-love-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SgLtEuL-y2I/AAAAAAAAAtc/dDgpvESdk1w/s72-c/DSC00544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5140086367089515293</id><published>2009-05-04T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T23:25:09.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you. I'm sure many misunderstandings were cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5140086367089515293?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5140086367089515293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5140086367089515293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5140086367089515293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5140086367089515293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-very-much-for-understanding.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1901622166935483438</id><published>2009-05-03T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:37:03.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty glad that I'm enlightened about everything that's happening. Right now, I can understand why everything that has happened, happened. It all makes sense now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying like crazy for the past 2 weeks, and I'm exhausted. I really just want to let everything go and relax, but I can't. This mid-year examinations means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;If I do well for this exams,&lt;br /&gt;1) I can prove to my parents that I can manage all of my commitments and yet not neglect my studies. I don't want them to keep worrying about me.&lt;br /&gt;2)I can prove to the coreteam that I can give it my all not just in the team, but in my own studies as well.&lt;br /&gt;3)I can show all those out there that I'm not that 'xiao mei mei' they think I am, who doesn't know how to manage all her commitments and is worth underestimating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will prove everyone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging here that often anymore. I've found some place else to reflect on my life.&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apologies, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;(Well, that's unless someone manages to trace new blog, aye.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But 'till then, only the most general of things will be up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I'm leaving this blog here, is because there're so many fond memories I've captured here. No way I'll let it go away. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1901622166935483438?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1901622166935483438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1901622166935483438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1901622166935483438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1901622166935483438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-pretty-glad-that-im-enlightened.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6229379323560925758</id><published>2009-05-01T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:35:55.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On hiatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;At least until I find my direction in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6229379323560925758?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6229379323560925758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6229379323560925758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6229379323560925758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6229379323560925758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/closure.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3783553888153420829</id><published>2009-04-30T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:28:26.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>English exam yesterday was pretty decent. But the Chinese exam today was the killer. I didn't have enough time to complete paper 2. I think I lost about 12 marks. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch X-men just now at 7.20 with some people. It's touching but I found It a teeny bit scary. Haha. I walked out with my right eye feeling a little sore. My grandmother said that it's quite bad. I might have to wear my spectacles to church tomorrow. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm rather tired. I shall go and sleep now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Don't get me wrong, I still love you so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3783553888153420829?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3783553888153420829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3783553888153420829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3783553888153420829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3783553888153420829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/english-exam-yesterday-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8996689470946151492</id><published>2009-04-28T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:04:56.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SfcJNN0ZaEI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DnG52y0_ycg/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SfcJNN0ZaEI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DnG52y0_ycg/s200/DSC00528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329738806668650562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wishing I could go back to who I used to be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My exams start tomorrow. I feel prepared, but I don't think I'll do as well as expected. I just hope that things go smoothly for me. 2 more weeks to freedom. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much that I discovered today. I'm not sure if it's something that I was supposed to know ; I guess not, judging from what it was. But I guess it's leads me to a whole new impression of you. So much for loving &amp;amp; understanding. Well, it's not like I can make you take back what you said. I'll only have the option of accepting what you said. I wish I knew why you said that, though. I just don't understand. I feel offended by what you said, not like you care. Something  made me want to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;slap&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I don't want to. I can't bring myself to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, *****, If you ever have the balls, I dare you to say all of that in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this temptation to lock my blog up &amp;amp; only have those invited read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just create another private blog?&lt;br /&gt;Or just stop blogging altogether?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For obvious reasons, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; situation&lt;/span&gt;'s getting rather out of hand and there's nothing else I can do to control it, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8996689470946151492?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8996689470946151492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8996689470946151492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8996689470946151492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8996689470946151492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishing-i-could-go-back-to-who-i-used.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SfcJNN0ZaEI/AAAAAAAAAsA/DnG52y0_ycg/s72-c/DSC00528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5233315720324257217</id><published>2009-04-27T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:19:19.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Our                            life's a stage, a comedy; either learn to play and take                            it lightly, or bear its troubles patiently."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My exams start this Wednesday. I'm going to give it my all.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Wishing you were somehow here again, knowing that you never would.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5233315720324257217?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5233315720324257217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5233315720324257217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5233315720324257217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5233315720324257217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-lifes-stage-comedy-either-learn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1707123451435462351</id><published>2009-04-26T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:49:07.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a pretty awesome weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, mainly because of my great virgin experience in the choir today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to study this weekend. I'm about done with my Social Studies &amp;amp; History. For now, I'm just kind of screwed for Geography. Sciences are fine. Well. It's less than 3 days to the start of my exams and it'll just fly past in a blink of an eye. I can't wait for the exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered. I'm flying off to Brisbane in 4 weeks time! Boy, that's fast. I'm really looking forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since my purpose of blogging is to relax before a new school week starts, I shall do a little quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, not so little after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. First off, what is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Kiara Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;Study my Chemistry notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you have a best friend that you can talk to 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;I have a best friend, but she's living on the other side of the world :( I miss her so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;2 younger brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. How many years apart is your mom and dad?&lt;br /&gt;3 years I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I did, what can you do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What does the 7th message in your text inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Ashton : "Haha before tuition haha i also have tuition tmr haha wat time u finish sch?"&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Who sits beside you in maths?&lt;br /&gt;Shiyin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Where is your dad right now?&lt;br /&gt;Snoring away in Batam, on a golf trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you burn incense?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Do you have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Who is the 5th person you got a missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;Nadya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Closest purple object?&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest flowers I got (from you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Closest silver object?&lt;br /&gt;My ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Closest yellow object?&lt;br /&gt;My Biology textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What is bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. How does your hair look right now?&lt;br /&gt;Normal, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Do you know all the words to the Star Spangled Banner?&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. When is the last time you said the pledge of allegiance?&lt;br /&gt;Whut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. If you could kill someone, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really hate anyone. So could I kill myself instead? (I'm just joking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Do you have any fears?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my worst fears already happened.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So why worry only now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. What do you hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;My fingers typing on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you like kangaroos?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Red V-neck top and black fbt shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who was the last person to message you?&lt;br /&gt;Ashton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you like emo kids?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Screamo or Country?&lt;br /&gt;Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Rock or Rap?&lt;br /&gt;Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Polka or Disco?&lt;br /&gt;Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Flying or Driving?&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Who last called you?&lt;br /&gt;Ashton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Was your Valentine's day nice?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have dreamt of anything sweeter. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;This tedious quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who was the last person you said I love you to?&lt;br /&gt;Who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Would you die for someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I've gotten over the suicidal thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Would you date anyone from your work?&lt;br /&gt;Well that depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do long distance relationships work?&lt;br /&gt;Never experienced one before, but, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you have any pet peeves?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you have to pee right now?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. When did you last talk to one of your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Uh. About 30minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you worry about getting older?&lt;br /&gt;Why worry when I'm not even 15 yet? I want to turn 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever had an ingrown toenail?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you pick your scabs?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Ever drink your blood?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do your bandaids have cartoons on them?&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you wax your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you check CelebPox.com for celebrity gossip?&lt;br /&gt;I never knew such a thing even existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a jar where you keep your loose change?&lt;br /&gt;No. I have something called a piggy bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you own a pogo stick?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Ever gone a whole day without eating?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you own ripped jeans?&lt;br /&gt;Uh I think I gave them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What makes you mad?&lt;br /&gt;Many, many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What would you do if you found out that you were adopted?&lt;br /&gt;Cry -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you jealous a lot of the time?&lt;br /&gt;No. I kinda figured that jealousy doesn't get me anywhere, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you use a calendar or day planner to schedule everything on?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you OCD?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good with short forms. I beg your pardon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you have ADD?&lt;br /&gt;Whut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you have low self esteem?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who can make you laugh during the hardest time?&lt;br /&gt;For now, I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;The Star Awards thing on channel 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When was the last time you had professional pictures taken?&lt;br /&gt;When I was 12 I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you done a whitening treatment on your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;Too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;(1 month &amp;amp; 1 week ever since it all ended.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What's playing on your MP3 player now?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What holiday is your birthday closest to?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you own any big sunglasses?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,  3 of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Bed sheet color?&lt;br /&gt;Uh. It's a pattern with red, blue, pink, white and purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever encountered a shark?&lt;br /&gt;In the underwater world? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever bungee jumped?&lt;br /&gt;I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where was the last place you went besides your house?&lt;br /&gt;Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's the first thing you notice about the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;Well this really depends. It's either the body shape or face. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is it hard to express your feelings to someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Why are people such self-centered beings?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you sad?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not, can you make me happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;1501.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever licked someone's cheek?&lt;br /&gt;Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched all Spiderman movies?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;The end of my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite Lucky Charms Marshmallow?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever ridden in a limo?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 90 questions with pretty boring answers. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over someone whom you loved so much is easier said than done. If I had a choice, I'd choose to get over him long time ago. But why am I not doing so? Simple. I just can't bring myself to. All this while, I can safely say that I have never loved anyone this much. I put my mind to forgetting you, and I try to commit to it. My mind tells me one, my heart does another. When I saw you today, my heart melted. I miss you so much. A month and a week ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that you didn't want this anymore 'cause you knew you couldn't give me that same love that I gave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why didn't you just tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Love is a very strong word.&lt;br /&gt;With love, everything about life seems so joyful and carefree.&lt;br /&gt;Without love, everything just shatters like a piece of fragile glass."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1707123451435462351?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1707123451435462351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1707123451435462351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1707123451435462351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1707123451435462351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-pretty-awesome-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1440935932233388617</id><published>2009-04-24T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:53:25.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The week is over. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us should be rejoicing as the weekend is here for us to enjoy. But not for me. There's so much    I have to worry about, so much I have to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something so simple, something that is easy to have. But most of us take them for granted. I'm      guilty myself. But the worst part about friendship is when you don't know who are really there for you. Right now, I don't know who to trust. I don't know who to pour my woes to. Whenever I'm in doubt, noone's there for me. I put up a strong front, faking a smile so that noone will notice. But deep down, true friendship is something I really lack. To be honest, I just can't seem to relate to those my age nowadays. It's just.. not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of us are afraid of commitment. I am, too. Commitment to leadership, studies, family, friends and relationships. It is, indeed, overwhelming. Sometimes, we just can't help but push everything aside to make time for our own wants. But for me, I can't. No matter how much I try to push everything aside, it just comes back to me. If I didn't face the matter then, I'd have to get it done the next day anyway. It's a vicious cycle, all too fast for me to handle. And guess what, I'm not even 15,    and this only means that there's so much more in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us are really emotional, like myself. Some are not affected by emotion at all. In my case,    lack of control over my emotions are usually the cause of most of my problems. Sometimes, things aren't     as bad as I think. But I give up all too soon, thinking that I'm hopeless even if I tried. More importantly, because I lack control of my emotions, I get hurt easily. Little remarks that I happen to chance upon     are just enough to get my mind thinking. Moreover, though my previous relationship ended slightly more than a month ago, I'm still very much affected by it. I know it's stupid of me, but since that day, I felt     like I lost everything that I had, up till now. The feeling of being dao-ed openly really sucks. And it just keeps happening. As much as I want to pick myself up and keep going, all these little things spark my emotions time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these revolving 'round my head, it is evident why I can't just sit back and enjoy life, no matter how much I long to. But I know that with every obstacle that comes my way, God will reveal a path for my to overcome it. So I'll just keep praying for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I'll still try to enjoy my weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1440935932233388617?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1440935932233388617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1440935932233388617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1440935932233388617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1440935932233388617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6272578354926679941</id><published>2009-04-22T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:28:10.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's Wednesday already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How time flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's about 7 days to the start of the exams. I'm mugging my ass out and I'm losing sleep. So many things I want to do, but I lack time. So much that I ought to do, but I lack energy. Ah, I think I'm doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I setting targets too high for myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese: B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E Maths: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Maths: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemistry: C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biology: C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Geography:A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SS/History:B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I can ever hit those targets, but if I work hard now, It won't matter, for I can proudly say that I did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait for the weekend to come. I need my personal time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just hoped that someone could understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6272578354926679941?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6272578354926679941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6272578354926679941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6272578354926679941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6272578354926679941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-wednesday-already.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7044379313985842951</id><published>2009-04-19T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:21:10.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a calling;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something I thought I'll never do in my entire life, something, I thought was impossible for me to every pursue. I joined a choir. Not the school choir, but the church choir, CDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it all start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the 4 choirs in my church are having a recruitment drive now. I happened to go for the 11.30am mass with Joey today. At the end of the mass, there was a notice put up on the screen, publicizing CDC's recruitment drive.  I left the church hall with Joey, my mind in a huge dilemma. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should I join? I've always wanted to. But I'm scared. What if I don't make it in?&lt;/span&gt; Well, in the end, I decided to take the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Choir loft at 1.30, and went for the auditions. Thankfully, the people were nice. I sang some scales and that was about it. I got in. Now, I have something more productive to do on my Sunday morning-early afternoon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the encouragement people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm glad I took this step, &amp;amp; I'm never going to regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7044379313985842951?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7044379313985842951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7044379313985842951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7044379313985842951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7044379313985842951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-had-calling-i-did-something-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-138171401781932390</id><published>2009-04-19T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:25:01.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;19th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A month ever since you left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't say that I'm over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deep down, I still love you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Putting all that emotion away, I stood strong in front of you, hoping you'll never notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess I've been successful so far :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;It's good to know that you're enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;I never expected you to come back.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you never will.&lt;br /&gt;I just hoped that we could at least talk like friends now.&lt;br /&gt;When will that day ever come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了现在，我对你的感情还留在我心中.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-138171401781932390?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/138171401781932390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=138171401781932390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/138171401781932390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/138171401781932390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-19th.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5801825792614382042</id><published>2009-04-15T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:32:42.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15th&lt;/span&gt; today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted. The days pass by so quickly, I don't even have time for a breather. Exams are nearing by the day, and I'm lagging behind in my revision. Why is the education system in Singapore to stressful? I really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not giving up no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5801825792614382042?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5801825792614382042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5801825792614382042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5801825792614382042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5801825792614382042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-15th-today-im-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1747919707341472347</id><published>2009-04-13T22:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:45:39.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone collected their Easter eggs yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parish Feast Day Lunch Pictures! (12/4/09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to Sharmaine &amp;amp; Dwayne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNOK_UkiQI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-u2ujgVFTxc/s1600-h/feastday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNOK_UkiQI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-u2ujgVFTxc/s200/feastday9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324185135185430786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNOEgU7b2I/AAAAAAAAArw/vxinGx5ryVA/s1600-h/feastday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNOEgU7b2I/AAAAAAAAArw/vxinGx5ryVA/s200/feastday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324185023786217314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNN_9qI2vI/AAAAAAAAAro/MM5nfIvZe0U/s1600-h/feastday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNN_9qI2vI/AAAAAAAAAro/MM5nfIvZe0U/s200/feastday5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324184945760459506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNN6nL5GNI/AAAAAAAAArg/T2V4RGWggkU/s1600-h/feastday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNN6nL5GNI/AAAAAAAAArg/T2V4RGWggkU/s200/feastday6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324184853828671698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNN2bZ5DEI/AAAAAAAAArY/6sXC85FU6vU/s1600-h/feastday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNN2bZ5DEI/AAAAAAAAArY/6sXC85FU6vU/s200/feastday7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324184781946686530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNmi7CGKI/AAAAAAAAArQ/otwoNlWDqSU/s1600-h/feastday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNmi7CGKI/AAAAAAAAArQ/otwoNlWDqSU/s200/feastday8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324184509086832802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNgefF8WI/AAAAAAAAArI/a6luwHd0_Xg/s1600-h/feastday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNgefF8WI/AAAAAAAAArI/a6luwHd0_Xg/s200/feastday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324184404816687458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNRvAZmNI/AAAAAAAAArA/dnLfmcc3pGM/s1600-h/feastday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNRvAZmNI/AAAAAAAAArA/dnLfmcc3pGM/s200/feastday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324184151553317074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNGV8k5OI/AAAAAAAAAq4/wqfTFxiCYaE/s1600-h/feastday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNNGV8k5OI/AAAAAAAAAq4/wqfTFxiCYaE/s200/feastday4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324183955847832802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the pictures spoke for themselves. The lunch was indeed awesome. Good food, &amp;amp; with great friends. Everyone looked fab! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with floral-patterned skirts now. Oh no :( And uh, exams are in, if I'm not wrong, 16 days? Okay this is bad. I'm barely half done with my studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided, I'm going to use Kiara as my confirmation name. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda Kiara Yip Kar Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda Kiara Yip Kar Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda Kiara Yip Kar Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1747919707341472347?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1747919707341472347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1747919707341472347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1747919707341472347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1747919707341472347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-hope-yall-collected-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SeNOK_UkiQI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-u2ujgVFTxc/s72-c/feastday9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-9019439840560518953</id><published>2009-04-11T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:12:55.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Rachel at Somerset MRT at about 11.45am. Went to Cineleisure and bought our tickets for "Confessions of a Shopaholic", before heading to Subway for lunch. Bumped into Chein Wen there, what a coincidence! I would say that the movie was awesome. It taught both Rachel &amp;amp; I a good lesson eh, although Rachel was very much fascinated by the shoes during the movie HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Heeren and window-shopped. I was looking for a dress for tomorrow, but I ended up just buying a high waist skirt from Flesh Imp. $35 leh! Argh. Rachel didn't buy the skirt that she tried on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got bored after awhile and we had about 20minutes to spare, so we decided to walk to Orchard mrt. But we ended up walking to Dhoby Ghaut (the opposite direction) HAHA. So yeah. When we were 200m from the station, it started to rain. We panicked and dashed to the station. (Mind you, I was wearing heels! :\)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train back to Toapayoh while she went to amk for her Chemistry tuition. Made a failed attempt to camwhore on the train. We parted when I arrived at Toapayoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stoned at home till dinnertime. Dinner was good. My mum and I went to Novena after dinner for part 2 of shopping. HAHA. Bought a pair of black pumps and blue tanktop from Cotton On, 2 V-necked tops from Giordano. There weren't any nice belts there so my mum drove me to Toapayoh. Bought a black waist belt and I black&amp;amp;grey dress. Went to Watsons as my mum needed to buy Shampoo. We ended up buying other random stuff like Anlene packet milk, deodorant, blusher and sanitary pads as well. Haha. Talk about mother-daughter alikeness. We're both shopaholics yo! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to get Confirmed at the end of this year. I shortlisted some confirmation names for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiara&lt;br /&gt;Katherine/Catherine (Idk which one is nicer)&lt;br /&gt;Jeanne (I doubt I'll want this, Cause Jeanne sounds like Jean, and Jean Yip is.. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and if I can use non-saint's names,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesslyn/Jaslyn&lt;br /&gt;Vivienne&lt;br /&gt;Valencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Kiara the most. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;What do y'all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kiara&lt;/span&gt; Yip Kar Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, gosh..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-9019439840560518953?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/9019439840560518953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=9019439840560518953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/9019439840560518953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/9019439840560518953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/met-rachel-at-somerset-mrt-at-about-11.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1173644204547165794</id><published>2009-04-10T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:17:12.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I hope everyone enjoyed their Good Friday holiday, because no doubt, I enjoyed mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Joey opposite church about 12.45 today. Decided to go to Dhoby Ghaut after much thought. Went there, walked around ps and I finally played a game of Jubeat (Yes, lent is over!) We got bored after awhile so we headed to Kovan. Went into Heartland mall and Joey had this weird feeling as we went to the 2nd floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey : Ehh, -walks slowly- is there someone following us? -turns around-&lt;br /&gt;Me : huh? -turns around suspiciously-&lt;br /&gt;Weird guy : 小姐，可以给我你的号码吗?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh. 不可以. -Turns and walks off in a huff-&lt;br /&gt;Joey : -laughs- Eh you very bad leh, turn him down like that. So fierce somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Me : ?!?! Fierce? Really uh. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Yep so we stopped buy this little cafeteria and had some food. We walked all the way to Hougang superbowl after that to kill time since it was raining. Played arcade for awhile. When the rain stopped, we walked to LSBC. The building looked more like a office building than a church -.- Anyway, Ben came and passed us the tickets for the concert later, before going back in for his rehearsals I think? It was only 5pm then, and the thing only started at 6.30. So we walked to a nearby block and watched "A Cinderella Story" on Joey's Ipod. Haha. At about 5.50pm, we walked back to LSBC. It was already rather crowded by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in and the concert soon started. I was so amazed at all the 8 performing groups. Especially the dance groups. I'm even more inspired to learn how to dance now :( Ah well. So anyway, Ben's group, Funky 3, won the 1st prize. $1000 leh! I'm so jealous HAHA. Grats uh! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around with Joey and some of her friends after that till about 10.30, when my parents fetched me. We went to Thomson and had supper @ the Prata House. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a baby lizard crawl under my bed :( I'm so scared. I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;// 看到了你 ; eyecandyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1173644204547165794?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1173644204547165794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1173644204547165794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1173644204547165794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1173644204547165794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-i-hope-everyone-enjoyed-their-good.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7782142128732965498</id><published>2009-04-08T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:23:32.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;找 幸 福 给 你&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;不 顾 一 切 的 游 戏&lt;br /&gt;不 会 说 谎 的 眼 睛&lt;br /&gt;爱 你 不 需 要 经 过 你 同 意&lt;br /&gt;放 掉 手 中 的 回 忆&lt;br /&gt;像 空 中 飞 人 别 犹 豫&lt;br /&gt;我 一 定 会 抓 住 你&lt;br /&gt;想 念 从 每 天 张 开 眼 睛 就 开 始&lt;br /&gt;每 个 心 跳 都 在 提 醒&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;说 我 有 这 个 荣 幸&lt;br /&gt;翻 天 覆 地&lt;br /&gt;找 幸 福 给 你&lt;br /&gt;拥 有 喜 欢 的 是 让 人 变 坚 强&lt;br /&gt;BABY~ HOLDING ME&lt;br /&gt;我 的 天 堂 就 在 你 手 里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;传 说 所 有 的 雨 滴&lt;br /&gt;像 大 海 无 边 又 无 际&lt;br /&gt;包 容 你 是 我 不 容 的 使 命&lt;br /&gt;把 让 你 伤 心 的 人 都 忘 记&lt;br /&gt;我 会 治 好 你 的 心&lt;br /&gt;天 使 不 是 谁 都 爱 得 起&lt;br /&gt;我 终 于 明 白 双 手 存 在 的 意 义&lt;br /&gt;为 了 捍 卫 心 爱 的 你&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;说 我 有 这 个 荣 幸&lt;br /&gt;翻 天 覆 地&lt;br /&gt;找 幸 福 给 你&lt;br /&gt;拥 有 喜 欢 的 是 让 人 变 坚 强&lt;br /&gt;BABY~ HOLDING ME&lt;br /&gt;我 的 天 堂 就 在 你 手 里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 终 于 明 白 双 手 存 在 的 意 义&lt;br /&gt;为 了 紧 紧 拥 抱 你&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;说 我 有 这 个 荣 幸&lt;br /&gt;翻 天 覆 地&lt;br /&gt;找 幸 福 给 你&lt;br /&gt;拥 有 喜 欢 的 是 让 人 变 坚 强&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让 人 刻 骨 铭 心 什 么 都 不 怕&lt;br /&gt;BABY~ HOLDING ME&lt;br /&gt;我 的 天 堂 就 在 你 手 里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让 人 刻 骨 铭 心&lt;br /&gt;什 么 都 不 怕&lt;br /&gt;找 幸 福 给 你&lt;br /&gt;让 人 刻 骨 铭 心&lt;br /&gt;什 么 都 不 怕&lt;br /&gt;找 幸 福 给 你&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;JUST TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;我 的 天 堂 就 在 你 手 里&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;JUST TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;我 的 天 堂 就 在 你 手 里&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO ME&lt;br /&gt;JUST TALK TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song almost made me cry :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7782142128732965498?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7782142128732965498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7782142128732965498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7782142128732965498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7782142128732965498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3056929271155638922</id><published>2009-04-07T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:37:17.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so, so tired, and it is barely halfway through the week. I think I need better time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a side note, I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt; 1) She &amp;amp; I are fine now :D&lt;br /&gt;2) OMG  __. (L) (L) (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you're wondering what's in that blank, think harder. I ain't telling you. Secret. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3056929271155638922?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3056929271155638922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3056929271155638922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3056929271155638922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3056929271155638922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-so-tired-and-it-is-barely-halfway.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2827069368112365465</id><published>2009-04-05T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:18:16.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some very old pictures :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi9MvMHYUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/kOxqBp650IU/s1600-h/sba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi9MvMHYUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/kOxqBp650IU/s200/sba.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321210986261602626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheryl &amp;amp; Bernadette! When are we going to have our reunion lunch? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi9FFH8ctI/AAAAAAAAAqo/croNHoirsxY/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi9FFH8ctI/AAAAAAAAAqo/croNHoirsxY/s200/DSC00928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321210854710735570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUUs, I miss you all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi8qtGgTAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5ZImFHEp3s0/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi8qtGgTAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5ZImFHEp3s0/s200/DSC01513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321210401585646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, thanks Sheryl, for spoiling the picture -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi8f7P5hXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BwQK-lFhecw/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi8f7P5hXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/BwQK-lFhecw/s200/DSC00334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321210216404583794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss my long(er) hair &amp;amp; old fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think my weekend was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for catechism class at 2pm. Went for Jerome's surprise farewell party @ Botak Jones after that. My class is damn retarded, seriously. The guys were daring Joachim to consume this gross mixture of ketchup, chili, mustard, vinegar and other weird stuff like green tea? All for 10 bucks. HAHA. Okaay, anyway, I had my Cajun chicken. I couldn't finish it, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to church to meet Marc &amp;amp; Valerie for some planning. Went home at about 8.30pm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept. AGAIN. I think I'm becoming more like a pig now. So I woke up at 9 when I was supposed to meet Joey @ 9.30? HAHA. I rushed to bathe and prepare. We ended up meeting at 9.45. Whoops. Had sausage mcmuffin for breakfast. Went to slack around Popular &amp;amp; Ntuc as we had lots of time to spare. Went to church soon after. Bumped into Joey's classmate on the way. Then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey : Eh, my friend cute hor? :B&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uhh, hmm. Yeah lah quite cute. xD&lt;br /&gt;(Just before mass)&lt;br /&gt;Joey : -sends an sms to him telling him that I find him cute-&lt;br /&gt;Me : WHAT!? O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay. Haha. Fine, I admit, he looked kinda cute. -.- ANYWAY. We sat in front for mass. Scary. Haha. my catechism classmate sat next to me :D :D. After mass, it was raining. So we waited. Big Ben &amp;amp; Lourdy waited w/ us. By the time the rain stopped, Joey had to go for her class. So I went with Lourdy &amp;amp; Big Ben for lunch first. We all had ban mian. Talked lots of crap :O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Big Ben went home. Lourdy went home to change and get her books &amp;amp; I went back to church to wait for her. When she came, we opened up St. Magdalene and started studying. Shiok, the whole room to the 2 of us! HAHA. Joey came at about 5.15pm. We studied together till about 7.30, before we headed to FS for dinner. The aunty gave us too much egg, HAHA. Joey and Lourdy made me blush rather badly over that cute guy lah! Stupid. Haha. We parted ways and I reached home at about 8.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have to get studying now. Exams are in 3 weeks, no joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2827069368112365465?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2827069368112365465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2827069368112365465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2827069368112365465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2827069368112365465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-my-weekend-was-kinda-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/Sdi9MvMHYUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/kOxqBp650IU/s72-c/sba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8990426298785673823</id><published>2009-04-03T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:31:21.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am gravely flabbergasted. Ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, the week is finally over. Time to enjoy the weekend. Well, at least for awhile. I started studying already. Hope that I keep to my study plans. I'm loving the guitar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye. April's here. A new start, a new beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8990426298785673823?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8990426298785673823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8990426298785673823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8990426298785673823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8990426298785673823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-gravely-flabbergasted.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6852069949029810294</id><published>2009-04-01T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:03:28.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've come to realise how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;immature, naive &amp;amp; insensitive&lt;/span&gt; you are towards others. So much for understanding. Nothing can describe that disappointment I have in you. Stop throwing yourself at every guy you see, would you? It brings much disgrace to us women. Even so, doing it openly, in front of his ex? THANKS. Yeah I understand, you don't understand how I feel. Now I'm telling you, whatever you're doing hurts. I know you've gotten over your guy long time ago. But let me tell you one thing - I still love him deep down. I think you know that very well yourself. Me, in self-denial? Think again. What is love to you? I really wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unhappy with anything?&lt;/span&gt; I think &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; should talk to me personally :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6852069949029810294?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6852069949029810294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6852069949029810294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6852069949029810294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6852069949029810294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6872787678816704695</id><published>2009-03-31T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:48:19.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today as I had a very bad headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ryan for lunch at about 2pm. Went for my first facial at about 3.30pm and it rocked. Haha. It was damn shiok. It finished at about 5pm, then I went back to church. Slacked with Tricia and some others for awhile. Then she had to go off so I met Lourdy and Val for dinner. Went to collect my camp photos after that before going back to church for Penitential Service @ 8pm. My mum fetched me at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, I saw you after about 3 days? The moment I saw you, something stabbed my heart. My heart ached terribly and I didn't know why. I thought I was strong enough to overcome that hurt of letting you go. Apparently, I was wrong. I still miss the past. I want the past to come back. After so long, that love I had for you never went away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wonder if you feel the same too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tells me that I'm a very mature person for my age. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6872787678816704695?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6872787678816704695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6872787678816704695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6872787678816704695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6872787678816704695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-go-to-school-today-as-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8953847222422190520</id><published>2009-03-30T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:06:54.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; FOR SYF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DID IT!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE, IJ BAND!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL, (L)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well although we could've done better, I'm glad that we pulled through everything together. All of our hard work finally paid off! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to rant about.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition later, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8953847222422190520?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8953847222422190520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8953847222422190520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8953847222422190520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8953847222422190520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/gold-for-syf-we-did-it-well-done-ij.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3881505678259017077</id><published>2009-03-29T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:42:01.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this on Jane darling's blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10' Are you's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Are you single - Well you can say so. BUT I'm not available. Haha :B&lt;br /&gt;2.Are you happy - Nope. But I'm not sad either :)&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you bored - Yes. I'm DYING of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you fair - No. I'm so tanned that people think I'm Malay -.-&lt;br /&gt;5.Are you italian - I wish :O&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you intelligent - I prefer to think that I'm not :B&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you honest - Well most of the time -.-&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you nice - Of course :X&lt;br /&gt;9.Are you Irish - Do I sound Irish to you? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10' Facts about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Full name - Yip Kar Mun Amanda&lt;br /&gt;2.Nickname - PunkedDevil/Punksterrr/Uhh-Maan-Duhhh&lt;br /&gt;3.Birth place - Gleneagles Hospital (Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;4.Hair colour - Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;5.Natural hair style - I rebonded my hair :B But it had natural curls before that.&lt;br /&gt;6.Eye colour - DARK BROWN! (&amp;amp; happy about it :D)&lt;br /&gt;7.Date of birth - 16/12/94&lt;br /&gt;8.Mood - Neutral&lt;br /&gt;9.Favourite Colour(s) - Black/Purple/White/Red&lt;br /&gt;10.One place you like to visit - None in particular :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10'questions about my love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Have you ever been in love - Yup&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you believe in love at first sight - Depends&lt;br /&gt;3.Do you currently have a crush - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;4.Have you ever been hurt emotionally - Yeah, upteen times.&lt;br /&gt;5.Have you ever broken someone's heart - Yeah :\&lt;br /&gt;6.Have you have your heart broken - Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;7.Have you ever liked someone but never told them - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you afraid of commitment - Not really..&lt;br /&gt;9.Who was the last person you hug - I can't remember. I think it's Joey :X&lt;br /&gt;10.Who was the last person you said I love you to - ***** :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10'this or that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Love of lust - Love&lt;br /&gt;2Hard liquor or beer - I don't drink liquor.&lt;br /&gt;3.Cat or Dog - Dog&lt;br /&gt;4.A few best friends or regular friends - A few best friends.&lt;br /&gt;5.Creamy or crunchy - Creamy!&lt;br /&gt;6.Pencil or Pen - Depends :X&lt;br /&gt;7.Wild night out or a romantic night in - Romantic night in.&lt;br /&gt;8.Money or happiness - Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;9.Night or day - Night.&lt;br /&gt;10.IM or phone - Phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10'Have you ever's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Been caught sneaking out - Uh no.&lt;br /&gt;2.Seen a polar bear - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;3.Done something you regret - Yes :(&lt;br /&gt;4.Bungee jump - Nope&lt;br /&gt;5.Eaten food that fell on the floor - Oops :X&lt;br /&gt;6.Finished entire jaw breaker - Nah :X&lt;br /&gt;7.Been caught naked - Actually yes. When I was like, 4? HAHAHA. Oops :B&lt;br /&gt;8.Wanted an ex gf/bf back - Yeah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish&lt;/span&gt;? :\&lt;br /&gt;9.Cried bcos you lost a pet - Nope -.-&lt;br /&gt;10.Wanted to disappear - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10'preferences in a patner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Smile or eyes - Both.&lt;br /&gt;2.Light or dark hair - Dark&lt;br /&gt;3.Hugs or kisses - Both&lt;br /&gt;4.Shorter or taller - Taller lah! (Considering that I'm already so short -.-)&lt;br /&gt;5.Intelligent or Attraction - Both :X&lt;br /&gt;6.Topman or zara - BOTH! (Daaaamn, I feel so greedy :X)&lt;br /&gt;7.Funny or serious - Bothhh.&lt;br /&gt;8.Older or younger - No preference -.- I tend to look at the maturity level over age.&lt;br /&gt;9.Outgoing or quiet - Outgoing lah.&lt;br /&gt;10.Sweet or bad - Sweeeeeeet xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10'Have you's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Ever performed in front of a large crowd - Yeah, so many times -.-&lt;br /&gt;2.Ever talked on the phone for longer than 1 hr - Yup! xD&lt;br /&gt;3.Ever walk on hands - Yeah, in the swimming pool counted?&lt;br /&gt;4.Ever been to a rock concert - Linkin Park ftw!&lt;br /&gt;5.Ever been in a cheerleading team - Uh my mum's company event cheerleading event for fun counted? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;6.Ever been in dance team - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;7.Ever been in sports team - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;8.Ever been in a drama play/production - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;9.Ever owned o BWW/Mercedes Benz/Escalade/Hummer/Bentley- My parents did. :D&lt;br /&gt;10.Ever been in a rap video - No -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10'Lasts&lt;br /&gt;1.Last phone call you made - Home.&lt;br /&gt;2.Last person you hugged- Joey!&lt;br /&gt;3.Last person you hung out with - Joey :B&lt;br /&gt;4.Last time you worked - I haven't really worked before..&lt;br /&gt;5.Last person you talked to - Ryan :D&lt;br /&gt;6.Last person you IM'D - uhhh.. What's that?&lt;br /&gt;7.Last person you text - Ashton!&lt;br /&gt;8.Last person you went movie with - Joey, Seb &amp;amp; Matilda (today!)&lt;br /&gt;9.Last person/thing you missed - :(&lt;br /&gt;10.Last website you visited - http://ultimate-guitar.com! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ppl to do this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyaaaah.  Screw this. Anyone who's interested, please go ahead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay. SYF is like tomorrow. This is freaky. I'm scared but yet excited. Haha. It's not my first SYF, cause I participated in 2 SYFs in primary school, but it's still rather intimidating. Haha. Well I hope for the best :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's slightly more than 4 weeks to exams! I think I have to start studying more seriously already. I can't afford to fail Chinese again -.- Which reminds me. I don't wanna go for Chinese remedial. It's retarded. I haven't failed chinese since the start of sec1. Only this time I failed it once and I get remedial? It's based on ONE paper. How unfair is that? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I shall not brag about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the encouragement people. I'll do my best tomorrow &amp;amp; make all of you proud! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3881505678259017077?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3881505678259017077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3881505678259017077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3881505678259017077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3881505678259017077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-found-this-on-jane-darlings-blog-d-10.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1170130857940335407</id><published>2009-03-26T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:12:26.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH SHIT. I'm 72% Asian! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Both of your parents are from Asia&lt;br /&gt;[x] You were born in Asia&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You use the term "Azn"&lt;br /&gt;[x] You think DDR is cool&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've watched lots of anime&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like Korean drama&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have stuff hanging on your phone&lt;br /&gt;[x] You think your parents want you to marry within your own race&lt;br /&gt;[x] You eat rice almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;[x] You drink lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You style your hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a bebo/myspace/friendster&lt;br /&gt;[x] You speak languages other than English&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents are strict&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents have high expectations of you&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always get A's/B's on your report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; [x] You do Chemistry/Biology/Physics/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Accounting&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know your multiplication table&lt;br /&gt;[x] You play badminton or table tennis or Irish Pingpong&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've seen the asian version The ring/The grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You go/want to go to a university and would NEVER consider an apprenticeship&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own an asian car (Honda, Toyota, etc)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're not the only child&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've gotten little red envelopes around February&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know the difference between kung fu, karate and tae kwon do&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your mother tries to bargain even though the product is already discounted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can solve a rubiks cube&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a box of noodles somewhere in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You play video games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Everytime you're going out, your parents ask you where you're going and what time you'll be home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have karaoke at home&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've been to a LAN more than 3 times&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have incense sticks/moth balls in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a gaming console&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't wear shoes in your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can use chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get nothing if you do well in school, but punished if you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents won't let you go out if you have school the next day&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have asian songs on your computer/iPod&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't like football&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like Soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a curfew&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what ulzzang/tb means&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what purikura is&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents bought you shoes many sizes too big so you can "grow into it" and wear it for years to come&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've played final fantasy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You believe in fortune cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what is bok choy&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've heard the song "Got rice?" (Asian Pride)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've had pockys/yan yan before&lt;br /&gt;[x] When you ask for ur mums permission she goes "ask ur dad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X's so far: 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total X's: 36&lt;br /&gt;Multiply your total score by 2 and put the subject as I am ?% Asian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay pardon me. I needed something to help me unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church right after school today. Session planning w/ Lourdy was productive :) The rest came, studied for awhile, went for mass, the 2 Ryans taught me how to play the guitar. I'm gaining interest in the guitar now :D heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. It's like, 4 days to SYF. (Maybe 3, since the day today is already ending). It's coming so fast! AHHHH. I'm so nervous now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay. I shall sleep now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could keep pretending, how great everything would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1170130857940335407?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1170130857940335407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1170130857940335407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1170130857940335407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1170130857940335407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4051921166531465045</id><published>2009-03-25T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:30:34.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday is finally (almost) OVER!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. School was alright I guess. Lessons were draining as usual but there was Emaths test today which I found rather manageable so the day passed more quickly than on other Wednesdays I suppose. Had lunch with Tharanii. Went up to the band room after that. Band passed rather quickly too. The principal &amp;amp; vice principal came up to listen to us and gave us some words of encouragement for our SYF. After band, stayed back to practice for awhile. Went home at about 6.45? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem test was postponed to tomorrow. I'm mugging for it now. Studying @ church with friends after school tomorrow. I have so much more to do. So much so that I don't even have time to realise that deep down in my heart, I still love you so, so much. But nevertheless, I can't dwell on this for much longer. I've come to realise that I actually lead a happier life when I'm optimistic about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is still with you. Will you ever come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I waiting for something that will never happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still see that little ray of hope in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4051921166531465045?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4051921166531465045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4051921166531465045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4051921166531465045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4051921166531465045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-is-finally-almost-over-ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3812692196041466194</id><published>2009-03-24T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:47:22.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's only been 2 days since school reopened, but I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to come home at 10pm yesterday and 9pm today was indeed draining. Not to mention that I have Chemistry &amp;amp; Emaths test tomorrow and I haven't really studied. Gosh, I'm screwed. SYF is next Monday. The thought of it is very, very pressurising. I hope I don't screw anything up. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy 1yr anniv, DLWK! Heehee. Hope we stay as the closestestestest of friends yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;240308&lt;/span&gt;, (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaada. I shall go and study for my tests now :( Argh, I hate Wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for Kinder Joy now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm still holding on. I really wish that you'll be back someday. I know that deep down, deep down in your heart, you still love me. You still care for me. And I believe in our love to shine again, together as one. I am still mending my broken heart. I am still trying to wake up to everything that's happening. It's hard. I really wished that you're here to encourage me. All that I every wanted, was for you to love me. Nothing more. I don't know why you stress yourself up so much. I'm so worried and upset. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss you so much. My life is so much emptier and meaningless now. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is to let go, how hard it is to accept the fact that you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;I'll take everything with a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy, those around me are happy too.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't life be better then? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Happiness is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to be happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3812692196041466194?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3812692196041466194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3812692196041466194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3812692196041466194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3812692196041466194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-only-been-2-days-since-school.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6318455308457804511</id><published>2009-03-22T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:23:39.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Baby, please don't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZT08Du78I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/idztmZ4k5ug/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZT08Du78I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/idztmZ4k5ug/s200/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316028579097538498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1501 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZTYxwGq4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/BMfuAzUQe_g/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZTYxwGq4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/BMfuAzUQe_g/s200/DSC00458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316028095294516098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Raphael&lt;/span&gt;, built on V'day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZTIKIczCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/c2us18ZwEXQ/s1600-h/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZTIKIczCI/AAAAAAAAAp4/c2us18ZwEXQ/s200/DSC00445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316027809781304354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V'day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZTnvln5cI/AAAAAAAAAqI/K_Q-ommjwrk/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZTnvln5cI/AAAAAAAAAqI/K_Q-ommjwrk/s200/DSC00462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316028352411723202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My V'day-cum-1st month lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(2nd month, spent @ CYF camp.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing the past, with uncontrollable tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I had a chance to prove myself to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish you could come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish we could be happy together again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will that day ever come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I said that I love you, I meant every single word from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you said that you love me too, I hope that you meant it as much as I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I said that I'll miss you when you're gone, I really meant it, I really thought of you all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you said that you'll miss me too, did you mean it the same way? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one in my heart, the only one I'm missing so badly. Only you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever describe how I'm feeling right now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6318455308457804511?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6318455308457804511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6318455308457804511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6318455308457804511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6318455308457804511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-please-dont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/ScZT08Du78I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/idztmZ4k5ug/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6178629839742673623</id><published>2009-03-21T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:23:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvc01faymhE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pvc01faymhE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'm just blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or maybe I can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well either one is fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I speak redundantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to see what's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're diving in like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to love relentlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So how can you remember everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there a rulebook for our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we could just free up the laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That bind our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't get me wrong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we're independent people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the current time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that years from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A day will finally come for us to love perpetually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So how can you remember everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there a rulebook for our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we could just free up the laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That bind our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is where I draw the line this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This just has to stop right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we can't just learn to live our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we don't have any hope at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So how can you remember everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there a rulebook for our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we could just free up the laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That bind our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So how can you remember everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there a rulebook for our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we could just free up the laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That bind our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then we could love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, we could love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's so hard to go around &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pretending&lt;/span&gt; that nothing's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I was a stronger person&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;I know that happiness is a choice. But as much as I want to let everything go and just be happy,  everything's just holding me back. Every time I see you, I can feel my heart beating faster and faster. Why? Because I missed being with you. I missed those 2 months I had with you. I missed everything about you. I tried to put on a strong front today. But towards the end of the day, I just couldn't take it anymore. Having to see you walk away like that really pains me. If only you knew how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt; I was :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has only been 2 days. But I'm already missing you so. Don't let me go on like this. I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt; to get you back. But in the end, it's till your choice. Come back, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last teardrop falls, I'll still be holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6178629839742673623?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6178629839742673623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6178629839742673623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6178629839742673623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6178629839742673623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-maybe-im-just-blind-or-maybe-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2728514396028053543</id><published>2009-03-19T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:23:47.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's so much I don't understand. I just can't fathom what went wrong. Why won't you tell me? Why do you apologise? I don't blame you for anything. Maybe it was just me from the start? You told me that it's not because our feelings faded. Then what is it? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you, as promised. Even if it means waiting for the next 5, 10, 20 years. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For I believe in our love to shine again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stay strong. I can't let my emotions control the way I lead my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2728514396028053543?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2728514396028053543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2728514396028053543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2728514396028053543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2728514396028053543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6349981074865863502</id><published>2009-03-18T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:47:12.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to cut my hair yesterday. It's abit too thin for me now. Damn. Went for tuition at 10.30 after that. Ended at 12.30, went home and stoned. Met John @ Church at about 2.45? Went to play arcade for awhile. I tried the drums. Damn retarded HAHA. But I could still play I guess -.- Went all the way back home to change as I wasn't attired for mass. Went back to church in time for mass. After mass, we went to have fish soup for dinner. Went back for meeting. At about 10, we left for Jared's house because we haven't finished meeting but church was going to close -.- I sat Gilbert's car along with some others there. Meeting ended close to midnight. Gilbert drove some of us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep while waiting for my dearest to come back from supper :( Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to school later for Band. 1pm - 9pm. Someone please kill me. I really, really, really want to go out with my dearest &amp;amp; friends. It sucks when your friends plan activities, invite you, and you have to turn them down because of your hectic cca schedule. Argh SYF should just be over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I can't wait for Friday. SEOULGARDEN w/ Sheryl (&amp;amp; hopefully Bernadette)! Time to gain weight babeh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to my weight. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Dec 2008 : 38.2kg&lt;br /&gt;Jan 2009 : 39.4kg&lt;br /&gt;Feb 2009 : 40.9 kg&lt;br /&gt;March 2009 (before cyf camp) : 41.6kg&lt;br /&gt;March 2009 (after cyf camp) : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;39.3kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOPEE. To think that a little running here &amp;amp; there and eating a little less caused me to lose 2.3kg. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye people I shall mentally prepare myself for my 8hour-long band rehearsal now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6349981074865863502?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6349981074865863502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6349981074865863502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6349981074865863502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6349981074865863502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3767342753817055</id><published>2009-03-17T13:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:59:25.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back from CYF CAMP, 10,000 B.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everything went smoothly, just that I felt certain parts of the camp were, should I say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unfair&lt;/span&gt;? I'm sorry. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It just sucked when I did the behind-the-scenes work and noone recognised it. And instead recognised others&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;I don't know. Not being able to even catch a breath to talk to my dearest for all 3 days totally sucked to the max&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I kept thinking of 4th January, when we chose camp roles and I had to choose between food i/c and games i/c.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Why did I choose otherwise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But I'm glad it's over. Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd &lt;/span&gt;month, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we couldn't even talk, but instead write brief letters cause we were both busy to the end of the line, I'm sure things are fine. Sorry for the way I reacted in the early part of the day. I probably just woke up on the wrong side of bed that morning. Or should I say, wrong side of the sleeping bag? Hmm. But thanks for the sweet letter &amp;amp; strawberry pocky. It moved me to tears :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lourdy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know you won't ever see this, but I just want you to know that you really did alot for camp. Never mind what others think or say, you did a really good job. So what if it isn't recognised and noone appreciates it? So what if other turned down your help though you offered? Noone may know, but always remember that God knows everything. And he will reward you one day. Don't feel disheartened. I'll always be here for you. No matter how pissed you may be now, you can always rant it all out with me. We'll rock on for our next session together aye? (: Thanks for the affirmation during the washing of feet. I really felt much better. I know it's hard to cope, especially when there's hardly any moral support for you. But remember, "Love God first and everything else will fall into place." &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are special, and I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest sprained his ankle last night. I'm worried. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3767342753817055?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3767342753817055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3767342753817055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3767342753817055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3767342753817055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-cyf-camp-10000-b.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2645537518379921789</id><published>2009-03-13T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:03:34.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was slack today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for assembly in my band uniform. Didn't do anything for the first 20minutes of PE. Went to the hall for band photo-taking. It took, like, forever. I was dying in my thick blazer. Anyway, went to change after that as my english teacher didn't come. I started to feel giddy. Went for recess, cut a cake to celebrate 3/4's term 1 birthdays. After that, history lesson. my headache got worse and I couldn't take it anymore. Shi Yin took me down to the sick bay. I slept there for about an hour before she came back down to get me up for maths. Got back my report book. I think I fared rather well considering I didn't really study much. Assembly was so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went home and bathed. Quickly got the stuff ready and met dearest at my house lobby. He helped me carry the heavy fan an my bag all the way to church. So nice right? Haha. Dropped the stuff off @ Lester's office. Bought fish soup and went to his house. Slacked till about 7pm before going back to church. Meeting and all till about 10.15pm. Dearest walked me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp's tomorrow. In about 6 hours I'll be down in church already. I'm not ready for it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; more days! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2645537518379921789?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2645537518379921789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2645537518379921789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2645537518379921789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2645537518379921789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-was-slack-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5679867575963727995</id><published>2009-03-10T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:18:28.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was so-so today. I did rather well for geog &amp;amp; I'm happy about it :). Photo-taking was retarded, as usual. Stayed back for Junior band after school. Went for self-practice with Phoebe for an hour before going back in to coach the juniors. We were rotting to death with nothing to do. Haha -.- We couldn't take it anymore so we left 15min before it ended :X Heehee. Phoebe was questioning me about some retarded stuff and it was fun disturbing her HAHA. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L4D-ed at home for awhile. Dinner was good. Studied a little for tomorrow's A maths test. Tomorrow's wednesday and I'm not looking forward to it. Lessons for that day are draining and there's band to end off. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored &amp;amp; tired. Waiting for his call :D. Super hyped up for the holidays! YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5679867575963727995?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5679867575963727995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5679867575963727995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5679867575963727995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5679867575963727995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-was-so-so-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6507207985445588217</id><published>2009-03-08T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:17:19.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops, it's 8th March already. So I shall post about (yesterday)'s activities. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band exchange in the morning was so-so. I think I could've played much better. Ah well. After the exchange, changed to jeans and sneakers and went for lunch with ShiTian and SiHui. Went to church for catechism class afterwards. Then went over to macs to have a 'chat' with josceline &amp;amp; fiona? Hmm. Prayer &amp;amp; mass followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mass, took bus 145 with dearest to Lavender food center. He didn't want to tell me his purpose and I could sense something fishy cause he wouldn't travel that far on normal occasions. When we reached, I saw JOEY! :D What a surprise. Haha. She was working for her dad @ a Turtle soup shop. So we tried the turtle soup :D. It was damn good, haha. I was hooked onto it. Oops. After that, took the bus back to Toa Payoh. Walk to Toa Payoh park since we had nowhere else to go. Slacked on a bench for about an hour or so. Then my mom was chasing me home so I had to go :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, I'm so thankful that you found the time to accompany me today. I couldn't have been any happier. We both know that the year ahead will be tough for us, but we promised each other that we'll overcome everything together. And as long as we love each other, nothing can go wrong, right :)? I don't care what everyone else says. I don't. I'll still love you all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; more days. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6507207985445588217?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6507207985445588217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6507207985445588217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6507207985445588217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6507207985445588217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/oops-its-8th-march-already.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3825970114608150375</id><published>2009-03-03T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:32:17.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I. am. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more time for myself;&lt;br /&gt;more time for my dearest;&lt;br /&gt;more time for my friends;&lt;br /&gt;more time for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy time! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a side note, I passed all of my subjects so far except Chinese. Screw harder-than-Olevel questions. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March hols is coming soon. Should I be looking forward to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3825970114608150375?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3825970114608150375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3825970114608150375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3825970114608150375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3825970114608150375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4127056615501334741</id><published>2009-03-01T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:53:15.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend passed so fast. I really don't want the new school week to start. I'll be so busy and all :( There's so much I want to do : Watch movies, do some shopping, catch up with friends I lost contact with ; but there's no time! ARGH. It's March already and I'm still in the holiday mood -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I managed to find time to study today. Was supposed to watch a movie today with church friends but the rain had to spoil it. Oh well -.- I tried the chicken kebab from the shop opposite church. Omg it's damn nice. HAHA. But I couldn't finish it anyway. Aww. Celebrated my youngest brother's 1oth birthday today. The real day is actually tomorrow, haha. Anyway, orderded pizza and had lana's chocolate cake. Yummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg SYF is coming in a month! I just got moved up to 2nd trumpet part but I'm seriously not prepared. I'm so nervous right now. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think that's enough crap for now. Heh. I'll update with I have the time. The week ahead is rather packed for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Baby, nothing can describe my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Come what may, we'll go through it together yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;我爱你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt; more days  (L).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4127056615501334741?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4127056615501334741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4127056615501334741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4127056615501334741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4127056615501334741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-passed-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1458416625714372474</id><published>2009-02-26T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:25:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been rather draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kinda demoralized from the comments received from auditions during band yesterday :( I don't know. It somehow gave me the impression that I worked so hard for nothing. Oh well. SYF is coming soon. I just want to get it done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoolwork is piling up. Tests are nearing and I'm not prepared. I think I'm going to screw up my sec3 life. I have to get serious and start studying. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March hols are coming soon. I'm looking forward to it but then again, the thought of not even having a single free day during the holidays sucks. :( Band practice, camp, and more band practice. I think I'll just collapse and die before it's all over. I really want to go shopping. I'm running out of clothes! AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been officially 1 week since I went for camp. I kinda miss it now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17 more days :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1458416625714372474?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1458416625714372474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1458416625714372474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1458416625714372474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1458416625714372474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-has-been-rather-draining.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-299793010954569934</id><published>2009-02-22T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:13:22.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sec 3 Adventure camp was great :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite some rather unfortunate setbacks on the first day &amp;amp; me losing some stuff, it was very, very fun. Especially the part where everyone was disturbing me about some guy whom I thought looked quite cute, to the extent that he found out. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll upload photos soon. There's a problem with my camera's memory card.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling in love with L4D. It's rather addictive and it's much more fun than auditionsea -.- Omg I'm so glad I gotten over audi. HAHA. I just played lan today, by the way :O ANDDDDD I finally met my dearest todaaaaaay! Like, after 4 long days, though it was only for a couple of hours. But the bad news is that he can't sms/call this month. Life is so sad. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts again tomorrow. I'm still in the holiday mood. And term1 is already going to end? HAHAHA. What's wrong with me, damnnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go shopping soon :( It's been more than 3 months since I last shopped. Gosh :( But I don't have the time, everything's passing so fast, I barely have time to do anything I want to do. And I really have to start studying soon. It might still seem far away but I know that O's will come in no time. And I reaaaaaaly wanna get into the JC of my choice. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm missing you. I just hope you'll understand why I react in a certain way at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-299793010954569934?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/299793010954569934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=299793010954569934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/299793010954569934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/299793010954569934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/sec-3-adventure-camp-was-great-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7964951358462215279</id><published>2009-02-18T23:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:25:20.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwm6hDvLxI/AAAAAAAAApo/u6SaLwiuG1s/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwm6hDvLxI/AAAAAAAAApo/u6SaLwiuG1s/s200/DSC00468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304157247883915026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmvyCOaiI/AAAAAAAAApg/-Rg443wo6ds/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmvyCOaiI/AAAAAAAAApg/-Rg443wo6ds/s200/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304157063462414882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmnT_OAzI/AAAAAAAAApY/DUNebg49ULI/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmnT_OAzI/AAAAAAAAApY/DUNebg49ULI/s200/DSC00472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304156917957788466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmWRMUYII/AAAAAAAAApQ/Vj4iTy0xIFM/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmWRMUYII/AAAAAAAAApQ/Vj4iTy0xIFM/s200/DSC00475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304156625149649026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmOgL6KFI/AAAAAAAAApI/4-O4SafekpE/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwmOgL6KFI/AAAAAAAAApI/4-O4SafekpE/s200/DSC00476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304156491735509074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwlzIqy6oI/AAAAAAAAApA/V7riULt0JFM/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwlzIqy6oI/AAAAAAAAApA/V7riULt0JFM/s200/DSC00478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304156021566139010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures from John's birthday dinner just now. Haha. Apparently, all of us laughed more than we actually ate. Tsk, next time, remind me to bring a barrier to seperate Jared and Tricia. If not I think they'd kick each other to death HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I'm all packed for camp tomorrow. But I'm not psyched up -.- Argh. I'm actually kinda tired and all. Haha. I hope all goes well. I'll miss my dearest. When I'm back on Saturday morning, he'll be in Malaysia till night :( Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall end with a nice picture of me and my V'day flowers given by dearest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwlCOL0UBI/AAAAAAAAAo4/mT0thCw9hns/s1600-h/DSC00445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwlCOL0UBI/AAAAAAAAAo4/mT0thCw9hns/s200/DSC00445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304155181233229842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7964951358462215279?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7964951358462215279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7964951358462215279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7964951358462215279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7964951358462215279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-from-johns-birthday-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZwm6hDvLxI/AAAAAAAAApo/u6SaLwiuG1s/s72-c/DSC00468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8402872796298432679</id><published>2009-02-18T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:32:24.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZt9JH7APDI/AAAAAAAAAow/lMLHIXzFJiE/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZt9JH7APDI/AAAAAAAAAow/lMLHIXzFJiE/s200/DSC00457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303970581857713202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Great, just great. I'm sick and Adventure camp is TOMORROW! Arghhh. How am I going to survive? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I'm too stressed up haha. And thinking about it, it's actually true. I mean, tests everyday, projects to complete, (lots) of homework to do. And on top of that, how about my commitment to the band? Core team? Class Committee? Yeah even my mom said I'm too busy for my age and if I go on like this I'll grow white hair soon -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I shall remind myself of the good things that happened to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Feb 2009 ; V' Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band in school as per normal. I gave my section chocolates :D. We switched to trumpets. Not playing cornets anymore. Aye. After band, went home, changed and went for Catechism class. I gave my class chocolates too. HAHA. After that, met John for awhile and went to the arcade -.- then went back to church. He went for his choir and I went for Prayer session &amp;amp; mass. After mass, John, Jared &amp;amp; I trained to Dhoby Ghaut. Stopped by bunk area. Saw Jane and a few other familiar faces :D Then the 3 of us went to plaza sing. Had ljs for dinner. Then walked around and I built a new bear. Yay :D :D. Continued walking around -.- then decided to go back to Toa Payoh cause we were bored. Went to the area opposite church and I got flowers :D Then went upstairs, all the church people were playing l4d. So I couldn't resist the temptation and played a couple of games. Then I had to go off so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Feb 2009 , 1st Month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. I can't really remember what happened. Paiseh LOL. But anyway, the month passed rather quickly yah? (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I'm dying of boredom. Oh before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHN VALENTINE (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your little wishes come true. :D Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, and I hope I can make it for your dinner tonight! Let's hope my mother allows yah? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Time to go and stone. Bye peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8402872796298432679?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8402872796298432679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8402872796298432679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8402872796298432679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8402872796298432679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/stay-by-me.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SZt9JH7APDI/AAAAAAAAAow/lMLHIXzFJiE/s72-c/DSC00457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5475751331360046528</id><published>2009-02-11T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:16:50.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week hasn't ended yet but I'm going to die soon -.- I'm so busy that I'm deprived of my sleep. So many tests around, some already over, some are 'round the corner. I don't think I'm very much prepared :( I scored an A1 for Emaths but a B3 for Amaths though I expected at least an A2 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, life is so sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Bernadette in school today and she suddenly looks so guai HAHA though I can still sense the paikia-ness in her -.- Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 adventure camp next week! I'm so excited. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm kinda tired so I think I'm going to sleep now since I'm done with all of my homework :) Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 more days, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Play the Trumpet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/trumpet.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural leader. You have a very dominant and strong personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with others suits you. As long as you're in charge, that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are aggressive and strong in your approach to most things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel like no one is as competent as you are, and you rarely make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The limelight is where you feel most comfortable - and you'll take risks to get some extra attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely would bring your own flavor to any music you were a part of. Even if it means being a little loud and obnoxious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant personality characteristic: you're a showoff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secondary personality characteristic: you like to be in charge of other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/"&gt;What Musical Instrument Should You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so cool. HAHA. okay bye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5475751331360046528?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5475751331360046528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5475751331360046528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5475751331360046528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5475751331360046528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-hasnt-ended-yet-but-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1469550710563148271</id><published>2009-02-08T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:19:14.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 28% Emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouemoquiz/emo-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely not emo, but you do understand emo people a little. You are introspective, but not to the point of driving yourself crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouemoquiz/"&gt;Are You Emo?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 20% Girly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... you're a guy, right? If not, you're the most boyish girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you, that's probably the ultimate compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Makeup Look Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyoursignaturemakeuplookquiz/dramatic-eyes.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic Eyes with Naked Lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rock an edgy, modern look with feminine grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursignaturemakeuplookquiz/"&gt;What's Your Signature Makeup Look?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Christmas Song Is "Feliz Navidad"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatchristmascarolareyouquiz/feliz-navidad.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Navidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prospero año y Felicidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wish you a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your place, Christmas is different every year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to throw out tradition, and have your own wacky holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatchristmascarolareyouquiz/"&gt;What Christmas Carol Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men See You As: A Difficult Challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/domenfindyouachallengequiz/difficult-challenge.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be an incredible hottie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's the only way you can pull of the ice queen act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of woman that men love to chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't stop running, you'll never get caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/domenfindyouachallengequiz/"&gt;Do Men Find You a Challenge?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Kissing Grade: B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdoyourkissesratequiz/b.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good kisser, and your kisses definitely leave a mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, there's always room for a little improvement when it comes to kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to figure out what your kissing partner really likes, and customize your kissing style just for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyourkissesratequiz/"&gt;How Do Your Kisses Rate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ex May Be Into You... Or Not...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isyourexboyfriendstillintoyouquiz/ex-maybe.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sending you mixed messages, no doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you hurt your ex and he needs time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe he's just not sure that you're the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it's time to give him space to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't delete him from your speed dial... yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourexboyfriendstillintoyouquiz/"&gt;Is Your Ex Boyfriend Still Into You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Omg I'm going to get addicted to doing quizzes soon :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1469550710563148271?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1469550710563148271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1469550710563148271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1469550710563148271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1469550710563148271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-28-emo-youre-definitely-not-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2485385062596617822</id><published>2009-02-04T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:39:36.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank God I Found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (Mariah Carey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give up everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before I'd separate myself from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; After so much suffering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've finally found unvarnished truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was all by myself for the longest time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So cold inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the hurt from the heart it would not subside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I felt like dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Until you saved my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God I found you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was lost lost without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My every wish and every dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Somehow became reality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you brought the sunlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Completed my whole life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause baby I'm so thankful i found you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would give you everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To ensure your happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll cherish every part of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because without you beside me I can't survive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't wanna try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you're keeping me warm each and every night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be all right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thank God I found you (I'm thanking you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was lost lost without you (so lost without you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My every wish and every dream (every dream, every dream) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Somehow became reality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you brought the sunlight (brought the sunlight) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Completed my whole life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause baby I'm so thankful I found you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; See I was so desolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before you came to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Looking back I guess it shows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That we were destined to shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; After the rain to appreciate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The gift of what we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'd go through it all over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To be able to feel this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thank God I found you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was lost lost without you (lost without you baby) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My every wish and every dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Somehow became reality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you brought the sunlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Completed my whole life (whole life) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweet baby I'm so thankful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I found you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thank God I found you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm lost lost without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My baby I'm so thankful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I found you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My baby I'm so thankful I found you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had History &amp;amp; Amath test today. I guess it was rather manageable.. Band today was rather.. emotional? Everyone was crying and all. I made it into the coregroup for syf, but should I be happy about it? After all, I feel quite bad. Sigh. I don't know why but I'm hating the stupid size restrictions for syf. Went to church at night blahblah. I'm home now. Dearest is sleeping. How I wish friday will come like, now. I can't wait to see him again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You brought much happiness in my life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2485385062596617822?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2485385062596617822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2485385062596617822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2485385062596617822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2485385062596617822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-god-i-found-you-mariah-carey-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7816108155012412271</id><published>2009-02-02T19:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:25:09.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbW41A6wlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/d1c-tcJyHpU/s1600-h/ct+cny+gathering7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbW41A6wlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/d1c-tcJyHpU/s200/ct+cny+gathering7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298158283439915602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbWvS3L1fI/AAAAAAAAAoI/URXYFb8Ng3k/s1600-h/ct+cny+gathering2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbWvS3L1fI/AAAAAAAAAoI/URXYFb8Ng3k/s200/ct+cny+gathering2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298158119653463538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbXAnj7bMI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zJ8RMWPOEAw/s1600-h/ct+cny+gathering6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbXAnj7bMI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zJ8RMWPOEAw/s200/ct+cny+gathering6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298158417267616962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbXLozkRMI/AAAAAAAAAog/-3kWFKMwDEQ/s1600-h/ct+cny+gathering4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbXLozkRMI/AAAAAAAAAog/-3kWFKMwDEQ/s200/ct+cny+gathering4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298158606580204738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbXQW2FmtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/qEdLmBkurwI/s1600-h/ct+cny+gathering3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbXQW2FmtI/AAAAAAAAAoo/qEdLmBkurwI/s200/ct+cny+gathering3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298158687658285778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures from Coreteam cny gathering on Sunday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay had band auditions today and it was kinda scary -.- cause I realllly can't play my cornet under pressure. HAHA. But yeah hope I make it into the syf coregroup :D. Went home for lunch after band. Then I went out again and met Lester for awhile to accompany him for lunch. Talked for awhile, then we parted and I met up with John and Tricia. Went to lan and played l4d with Ryan and his friends. Omg I swear I was being bullied. Unfair, damnnit. HAHAH. Oh well. We were kinda hungry after that so we went for lunch (again) &amp;amp; FS. I swear the fish soup was damn good. OMG. Went arcade after that and went home ay 6.30 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going for tuition now byebyebye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7816108155012412271?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7816108155012412271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7816108155012412271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7816108155012412271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7816108155012412271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-pictures-from-coreteam-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYbW41A6wlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/d1c-tcJyHpU/s72-c/ct+cny+gathering7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6417491690720787546</id><published>2009-01-30T23:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:38:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdAxwSGqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bpMNXf5O2wg/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdAxwSGqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bpMNXf5O2wg/s200/DSC00424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297109485910891170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdQOsUpEI/AAAAAAAAAng/ek1_JoqMq2M/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdQOsUpEI/AAAAAAAAAng/ek1_JoqMq2M/s200/DSC00425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297109751376946242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdX2b6GfI/AAAAAAAAAno/DniOu1o6Zpc/s1600-h/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdX2b6GfI/AAAAAAAAAno/DniOu1o6Zpc/s200/DSC00427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297109882304600562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMd4aAKWEI/AAAAAAAAAoA/zwC3K5NPsNo/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMd4aAKWEI/AAAAAAAAAoA/zwC3K5NPsNo/s200/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110441607714882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdrmP7_lI/AAAAAAAAAn4/E0YC0ucrn0o/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdrmP7_lI/AAAAAAAAAn4/E0YC0ucrn0o/s200/DSC00428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110221556809298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdhhAEYCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/GdVSwXmL0UA/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdhhAEYCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/GdVSwXmL0UA/s200/DSC00431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297110048349380642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some overdue pics on the 2ns day of CNY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I've been very busy nowadays ): Argh. Sorry if I don't update often or reply tags yeah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6417491690720787546?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6417491690720787546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6417491690720787546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6417491690720787546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6417491690720787546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-overdue-pics-on-2ns-day-of-cny-d.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SYMdAxwSGqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bpMNXf5O2wg/s72-c/DSC00424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-242704181856579109</id><published>2009-01-24T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:25:47.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know my blog is dead but yeah live with it. HAHA. I've been rather busy this week. I don't even have time for myself! Ahhhh. I have so many things to worry about but I shouldn't be worrying about them cause it only makes matters worse! Ah what am I thinking :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I didn't go to school on monday cause my stomach hurt real bad. Went to see the doctor in the afternoon and he game me medicine for Abdominal spasm. Yes, SPASM. Omg -.- Everyone was laughing at me lah -.- Bakaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is coming soon :) :) Oh and in case I don't update anytime soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NIU YEAR :D :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the sweetest thing that had ever happened in my life, I wouldn't wish for anything more ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-242704181856579109?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/242704181856579109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=242704181856579109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/242704181856579109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/242704181856579109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-my-blog-is-dead-but-yeah-live.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3708486679704759791</id><published>2009-01-15T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:41:16.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was my dad's birthday yesterday so.. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, DADDY :D!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's dinner was awesome. I loved the Peking duck :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school as quite slack cause it was a Thursday? Haha. The day passed quite fast uh. Went out with Tricia, John and Jared after that. I swear I'll never watch horror movies again. I screamed so much lah. So embarrassing. Aiyo :( Anyway, I went home at like 8pm for dinner. So guai right? HAHA. Tomorrow's friday! I'm so excited xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我找到了永远在我心中的某某人.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3708486679704759791?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3708486679704759791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3708486679704759791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3708486679704759791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3708486679704759791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-was-my-dads-birthday-yesterday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-633401150026098089</id><published>2009-01-14T06:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T06:56:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;永远爱着你.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-633401150026098089?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/633401150026098089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=633401150026098089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/633401150026098089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/633401150026098089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3709944433374498569</id><published>2009-01-13T06:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:49:43.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up too early today -.- I'm all ready for school and it's like, 6.30?Lol.I shall blog about sunday. Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met John Valentine in church at around 9.45am. Stoned there for about half and hour since Tricia was damn late. HAHA. Then she finally came and they were hungry, so we went to the entertainment centre to have macs xD. After that, guess what. ARCADE! HAHA. Omg I swear I'm going broke. Anyway, we were so obsessed with our Jubeat game that we forgot the time. At about 11.15 we rushed back to church and went for the 11.30 mass. They were both vandalising my hand! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mass, stoned around in church for awhile and said hi to many people. Then the 3 of us decided to go to Dhoby Ghaut since I needed to get my father's birthday present and John had to meet his friends for lan. So we took the mrt to Dhoby Ghaut and walked to The Cathay. Had lunch at the basement. Omg the japanese rice is damn nice. Anyway, after that he had to go off, so Tricia and I walked around plaza sing. I bought my dad's present. Soon we got bored -.- so we decided to go back to Toa Payoh. Went there and walked to the arcade. AGAIN. But this time it was for a different purpose. We went there to stalk Justin -.- Haha. He was playing his Mario Kart. Omg, haha. Bumped into pq and her friend there and watched them play Jubeat. They played it together. Damn cute. Haha. After that I played another round cause I couldn't resist the temptation -.- Then Justin left and Tricia and I were left stoning again :B But John came back soon after and we walked to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in and the first thing that Tricia took was my Nintendo DS -.- And John hogged my computer -.- So I was stoning with my soft toys. HAHA. Anyway, had dinner and I forced them to eat all the egg :X damn funny. We had a mini food fight xD. Heh. After that we went back to my room and switched off the lights. Yep, we played Hotel 626. Well, John played it. Tricia and I were hugging out soft toys and screaming. Well more of my screaming -.- But yeah we were all damn scared HAHA. John was probably deafened by my screams :X. Anyway, slacked around for awhile more until about 9.30? Then they both left. I chionged through some of my homework after that. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for coming to my house for the afternoon and studying eh, Tricia? :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band is tiring :( I'm so going to practice my ass off. I don't want to let the band down for syf :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3709944433374498569?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3709944433374498569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3709944433374498569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3709944433374498569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3709944433374498569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-woke-up-too-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3604286942466560583</id><published>2009-01-11T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:43:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3604286942466560583?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3604286942466560583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3604286942466560583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3604286942466560583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3604286942466560583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-only-you-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1835840035172288503</id><published>2009-01-08T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:47:15.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love school on Thursdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No languages, meaning no english or chinese lessons, and it's an early day. And it has all the subjects I like. Woohoo :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for PE today, our teacher didn't come so we ran 5 rounds around the track  before deciding to play whacko. We were all screaming our lungs out while playing -.- Damn retarded. Haha. We took our weight after that and guess what. I lost weight AGAIN. Argh this is so irritating. I'm hoping that the school doesn't have some funny eat-more-food programme for those who are, underweight? Yeah -.- Oh and for bio, we had practical lessons at the lab and I broke both the glass slide and the glass cover for the task we had to do. Thankfully, noone else but my groupmates noticed. HAHA. I'm like a big-time loser, please. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I went home and stoned. Chatted on msn with some people for awhile until about 3? My mom asked me to play golf with my uncle, brother and her. Haha. So yeah I went. I played quite well today :D I managed to score a par -.- Though I'm sure none of you know what's that. Hahaha. Anyway we WALKED for all 9 holes which meant that we walked 3km with our heavy golf bags AT LEAST! You could imagine how tired I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the round at about 6.45? We went to the changing room to bathe after that and I had the shock of my life. I seriously don't understand what some people-with-no-diginity are thinking. I mean, there was this japanese/chinese/korean-looking woman who walked around the changing room totally naked. And worst still, she had a towel hung over her arm and she didn't bother using it to cover herself. Omg right? Argh I can't believe it. -.- Anyway after that we went home and my grandmother made some good seafood soup for dinner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my maths homework but I'm clueless about chem. I mean, I don't even understand what the question is asking for. Haha -.- Tomorrow's friday. I can't wait :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on pretending anymore :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1835840035172288503?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1835840035172288503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1835840035172288503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1835840035172288503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1835840035172288503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-school-on-thursdays.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3410186226770446441</id><published>2009-01-07T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:11:22.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Failure :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band is killing me. Sometimes I just feel that I can't get anything right. As much as I try, it's never enough. Not enough to please anyone. Sometimes, I just feel like giving up. I just can't do it. But some people HAD to demoralize me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a side note, went to church at night and saw some people. I cheered up a little. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3410186226770446441?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3410186226770446441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3410186226770446441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3410186226770446441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3410186226770446441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/failure-sometimes-i-just-feel-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2058488798623263292</id><published>2009-01-06T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:32:52.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I feel so mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long-lost childhood friend (my mom's friend's daughter) is in my school, sec 1/1. She said hi to me after HHF today but I dao-ed her cause I didn't see! I only realised like, after my mom told me 5 minutes ago? Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A MEAN PERSON. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2058488798623263292?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2058488798623263292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2058488798623263292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2058488798623263292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2058488798623263292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7266220860073399459</id><published>2009-01-05T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:41:08.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School today was fine :) But I was kinda tired cause of the packed day I had on Sunday. But I still managed to get through the day. Although I'm the Secretary, I have to take class attendance in the morning. Which means I have to go to school earlier? Oh well, haha. Sectionals during band was very tiring and I had a bad headache after that. Anyway dinner was good. I ate like 5 slices of what I thought was beef but my grandmother told me afterwards that it was actually venison meat. But it still tasted good anyway -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with maths homework :) :) I feel so accomplished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7266220860073399459?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7266220860073399459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7266220860073399459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7266220860073399459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7266220860073399459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-today-was-fine-but-i-was-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-249798343375908442</id><published>2009-01-03T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:07:15.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LTC @ church today was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't elaborate about what happened during the ltc, but yeah. I guess after all that, I got to know my fellow coreteammates much better. &amp;amp; yeah, they are a really friendly bunch :D! I feel much more welcome now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah btw, I lost weight again. Now I'm back to borderline underweight. ARGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it'll be a short post for today. Bye people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-249798343375908442?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/249798343375908442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=249798343375908442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/249798343375908442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/249798343375908442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/ltc-church-today-was-fun-d-shant.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8142807161325498774</id><published>2009-01-02T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:29:25.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First day of school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was kinda crazy for me. The teachers are quite nice lah. Bio was quite interesting. I got lost in maths but I'm used to it anyway. So yeah. I'm part of the temporary class comm as a Secretary and it kinda sucks because I have to write the date and class attendance on the top right-hand corner of the board ; and mind you, I'm not that tall. I ended up standing at the tip of my toes to write the date which ended up SLANTED. Oh well. Our seats got changed so I'm not sitting next to Joycelyn anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I rushed home and changed. Met Bernadette at amk and we went to Pepper lunch, as usual. We ordered our food and then Sheryl came. Then she ordered her food and the 3 of us ate. After that we walked around and both of them bought their snow ice -.- I managed to resist the temptation. Anyway, Bernadette had to rush off to meet someone and Sheryl wanted to go home. So I stoned around amk and went to the arcade and played a round of Jubeat, AGAIN. It's more stressful to play there, but nvm. Joey came after that and we took the mrt to Clarke Quay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there &amp;amp; looked in some food shops. She bought her cheese sausage w/ mashed potato and we both bought milk tea. Then we went to the main part of Clarke Quay and sat. There was an International Liondance competition taking place later on so we waited on to watch. When it started it turned out to be damn boring -.- so we went back inside the shopping centre and walked around. Soon we got bored and she had to meet someone else so we took the bus back to Toapayoh and we parted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the arcade as I wanted to play Jubeat -.- Then I saw Tricia &amp;amp; Christabel! So yeah played Jubeat with them. Then we walked over to the lan and the guys were there. So watched for awhile &amp;amp; waited till they finished their Dota game. Then after that some of us went back to the arcade and we played again -.- Then soon my mom was chasing me so I hurried home. HDB Hub was like, closed -.- so I had to walk the huge round. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living a much happier life, now that love's out of the way. I'm better off like this anyway. Maybe I used to like him, but I guess I won't. Well, not anymore. I'm not good enough for him, anyway. So why bother? He's not even worth my tears. I guess what are truly more important are my friends ; those who really care for me &amp;amp; are there when I need them the most. It is they, who made me believe that a broken heart can be mended, no matter how bad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll treasure every opportunity I get, and never let it slip away. For I know that that opportunity may never come again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8142807161325498774?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8142807161325498774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8142807161325498774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8142807161325498774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8142807161325498774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school-yeah-it-was-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4093171514324581706</id><published>2009-01-01T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:05:07.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A little late, but Happy new year, everyone! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go out with Joey today but we didn't, in the end. So yeah I rotted at home in the morning. Then went with my family to a food court in Toa Payoh for lunch. I had salmon ramen, quite nice. Haha. After that we went to the arcade and I played Jubeat AGAIN. But this time, I passed the level 9 extreme Cancan. YAY. HAHA. Next target is to pass the hardest song in the entire game - extreme Polaris level 9. I'm sure I can do it :O :O Anyway, after that, we walked around. Bought new shampoo and some hair accessories for school. Then we went back home and I continued stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5pm my father decided that he wanted to have steamboat so we all got changed and went somewhere around Toa Payoh. There's weren't any steamboat places there so we ended up having some hawker food. Ordered curry fish head, satay, bbq chicken wings and and sweet &amp;amp; sour pork. I enjoyed my dinner cause they were all my favourite food HAHA. I think I ate too much. Oh well :). Anyway went to Balestier as my brother needed sport shoes. After that my mom wanted dessert so we went to this chinese dessert store and I had mango&amp;amp;sago in fresh milk. It's damn nice :) Haha. We rushed home after that as my mother wanted to watch the little nyonya show -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought of doing something random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 2008 : 37.6kg&lt;br /&gt;March 2008 : 38.1kg&lt;br /&gt;June 2008 : 38.5kg&lt;br /&gt;Aug 2008 : 38.5kg&lt;br /&gt;Oct 2008 : 38.5kg&lt;br /&gt;Dec 2008 : 38.5kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st Jan 2009 : 40.0kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it a miracle? I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; finally&lt;/span&gt; 40kg! Now I'm 0.2kg above the minimum requirement to be acceptable weight. HAH.  Okay let's hope I don't lose back the hard earned 1.5kg. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all packed for school tomorrow. I'm just going to enter the class with an open mind and accept whatever that comes before me. I just got to make the best out of what I have :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow's going to be a packed day. Goodnight people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4093171514324581706?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4093171514324581706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4093171514324581706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4093171514324581706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4093171514324581706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-late-but-happy-new-year-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4724139067587604381</id><published>2008-12-31T22:57:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:45:36.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the year 2008 has come to an end. It was indeed a splendid year with lots of activities. I pity it ended all too soon. Let all the good memories remain;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I first rebonded my hair!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuQHn_3oHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/S86Z3LaU3JI/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuQHn_3oHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/S86Z3LaU3JI/s200/DSC00403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285977048319762546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fantasia! (Sorry no pictures :B)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cruise!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuNoMHYLcI/AAAAAAAAAmI/79sDmlkw95Q/s1600-h/shooting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuNoMHYLcI/AAAAAAAAAmI/79sDmlkw95Q/s200/shooting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285974309235862978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Church camp?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuNTTyAiUI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RZfOIgnMIek/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuNTTyAiUI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RZfOIgnMIek/s200/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285973950516463938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beijing Band Festival!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuM4zFd83I/AAAAAAAAAl4/WbfuMIexZfA/s1600-h/convention+hall1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuM4zFd83I/AAAAAAAAAl4/WbfuMIexZfA/s200/convention+hall1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285973495063114610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuMn8WNoNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZAaNrVtzXgY/s1600-h/CIMG0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuMn8WNoNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZAaNrVtzXgY/s200/CIMG0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285973205491491026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuMtlWXH6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/AdDn0iCEMmk/s1600-h/cornets2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuMtlWXH6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/AdDn0iCEMmk/s200/cornets2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285973302397312930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Geography &amp;amp; Biology trip to Brisbane!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuMLVxLPVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Xi6UB80r1FE/s1600-h/CIMG0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuMLVxLPVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Xi6UB80r1FE/s200/CIMG0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285972714099260754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuL0NT1-hI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2HK8qNAgx54/s1600-h/CIMG0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuL0NT1-hI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2HK8qNAgx54/s200/CIMG0359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285972316691757586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last day of school :( &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuNx-Y654I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/02_ezRhUrGs/s1600-h/twotwox3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuNx-Y654I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/02_ezRhUrGs/s200/twotwox3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285974477350037378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Band camp / Faith Hope &amp;amp; Love II&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuO2ssG_8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/0AhFGw9p6UQ/s1600-h/bandcamp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuO2ssG_8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/0AhFGw9p6UQ/s200/bandcamp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975658009657282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOuvD7FuI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ERgvY14kIiM/s1600-h/concert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOuvD7FuI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ERgvY14kIiM/s200/concert2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975521207457506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOrVxR5OI/AAAAAAAAAmw/aUFDfXfVbTU/s1600-h/concert1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOrVxR5OI/AAAAAAAAAmw/aUFDfXfVbTU/s200/concert1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975462878766306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuPX-y_8II/AAAAAAAAAnI/1z4bKCAI6FY/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuPX-y_8II/AAAAAAAAAnI/1z4bKCAI6FY/s200/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285976229806076034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Perth trip!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKHK3mF7I/AAAAAAAAAkw/bwdPsgi7GvM/s1600-h/golf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKHK3mF7I/AAAAAAAAAkw/bwdPsgi7GvM/s200/golf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970443430664114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuJ0wz-LVI/AAAAAAAAAko/KlAn4CydxEQ/s1600-h/fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuJ0wz-LVI/AAAAAAAAAko/KlAn4CydxEQ/s200/fishing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970127198498130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuJIwzPAxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/39auWISfsLs/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuJIwzPAxI/AAAAAAAAAkg/39auWISfsLs/s200/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285969371281163026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuI9T4712I/AAAAAAAAAkY/7l6gX_iKYfU/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuI9T4712I/AAAAAAAAAkY/7l6gX_iKYfU/s200/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285969174541883234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuIoJ9hvrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/b8TrX_ELjfE/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuIoJ9hvrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/b8TrX_ELjfE/s200/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285968811099537074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;KL trip!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKb0GwGQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Lwojax79fJA/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKb0GwGQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Lwojax79fJA/s200/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970798097471746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKb0GwGQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Lwojax79fJA/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKb0GwGQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Lwojax79fJA/s200/DSC00290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970798097471746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuK8gg5zfI/AAAAAAAAAlI/SWwGDBBAd40/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuK8gg5zfI/AAAAAAAAAlI/SWwGDBBAd40/s200/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971359774133746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKtj3PJEI/AAAAAAAAAlA/l-4MJUU27Vk/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuKtj3PJEI/AAAAAAAAAlA/l-4MJUU27Vk/s200/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285971102975075394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My birthday :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOA30h0dI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rHlFQxvsCi8/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOA30h0dI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rHlFQxvsCi8/s200/DSC00254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285974733284823506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CYF Carolling!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOTeKho8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/mUXKbEGgJHk/s1600-h/carolling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOTeKho8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/mUXKbEGgJHk/s200/carolling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975052815279042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOgB1ATbI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Goyh-C5BoN0/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuOgB1ATbI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Goyh-C5BoN0/s200/christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285975268547120562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, since the new year is coming, it's time to come up with my new year resolution(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Study hard in Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;2) Serve as part of the CYF coreteam of 2009 responsibly.&lt;br /&gt;3) Be more open-minded &amp;amp; sociable.&lt;br /&gt;4) Wait patiently for that one man in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;5) Be a more obedient daughter.&lt;br /&gt;6) Improve on playing my cornet.&lt;br /&gt;7) Reach the height of 160 and weigh 45kg by the end of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;8) Stop being emo.&lt;br /&gt;9) Stay close to God.&lt;br /&gt;10) Enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's about it. Good bye 2008 ; hello 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is my 100th post, ain't it great? WOOHOO :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4724139067587604381?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4724139067587604381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4724139067587604381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4724139067587604381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4724139067587604381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-year-2008-has-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVuQHn_3oHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/S86Z3LaU3JI/s72-c/DSC00403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1158375405304820948</id><published>2008-12-30T10:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:07:40.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I like the smell of my skin now 'cause I just bathed with my mom's Jasmine tea shower gel, from The Body Shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay going to meet Tricia now :) I'll update soon okay? :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28th December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobM-zVadI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kXOnOhORqeY/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobM-zVadI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kXOnOhORqeY/s200/DSC00336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285567022503389650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobWfWITsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qa68-dndUC8/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobWfWITsI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qa68-dndUC8/s200/DSC00339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285567185858088642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They camwhored with my phone D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobpybulxI/AAAAAAAAAjo/gJvXkHjMras/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobpybulxI/AAAAAAAAAjo/gJvXkHjMras/s200/DSC00340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285567517399357202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oops, Tricia had her face cut off. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVob5ijX2MI/AAAAAAAAAjw/wQ5s89rAG9s/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVob5ijX2MI/AAAAAAAAAjw/wQ5s89rAG9s/s200/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285567788014360770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this picture is cool, except for the ugly fringe -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVocA6WmvLI/AAAAAAAAAj4/fs13agvx5-c/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVocA6WmvLI/AAAAAAAAAj4/fs13agvx5-c/s200/DSC00342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285567914662345906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she cute? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVocMS7tcoI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ucFNgZ7A324/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVocMS7tcoI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ucFNgZ7A324/s200/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285568110238986882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught in my unglam-ness -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woke up at 8am. Bathed and prepared. Met Tricia and Francesca at the red circle. Went to macs for breakfast. I couldn't finish my hotcakes. Haha. Anyway, walked to church after that, met Joey. Then a car drove pass us with Gerald, Addison &amp;amp; John Valentine inside. They were waving to us but we couldn't see. HAHA. Anyway, Joey, Tricia, Francesca, John &amp;amp; myself went in for mass first. Valerie came in about 10minutes later. After mass, we met some other guys and walked over to the coffeeshop at block 177 and had lunch. Then Joey, Valerie, Tricia, &amp;amp; I decided to go and play pool @ Safra. Seb came along :) So yeah we went there and surprisingly, it was empty -.- so we got the pool table and started. We were all noobs. Haha. Anyway Justin came about an hour later and the 2 guys played. The girls camwhored a little. Then we left at around 4+ and walked to the interchange. Valerie wanted bubbletea so we went to the entertainment centre. Then we went to the arcade and played Jubeat. Funfunfunfun. Haha. Okay then we went to amk as some of us wanted to watch Bedtime Stories. Went there, slacked at Starbucks 'till we were hungry. The foodcourt didn't have space so we went to macs and had dinner. Then we went to the cinema and the movie started soon after. Yep it was my second time watching Bedtime Stories but it's still nice I guess -.- After the movie I took the mrt back to Toa Payoh with Justin &amp;amp; Xavier. Walked home alone :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29th December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVocmcqm7zI/AAAAAAAAAkI/55qiz3PIibA/s1600-h/farewell+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVocmcqm7zI/AAAAAAAAAkI/55qiz3PIibA/s200/farewell+party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285568559528210226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Section photo with sir! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woke up at about 8 and pigged around at home. Went for band in the afternoon. Sir's farewell party was a blast. Took some pictures and stuff. Left with Rachel as I was in a rush -.- Went home &amp;amp; changed. Met Justin at the lobby and walked. Bumped into my mom on the way out. He just said 'hi' and smiled. And my mom totally embarrassed me in front of him -.- Anyway we went to amk and watched Twilight. It's damn touching :( Argh. Anyway it was early so we went to Pepper lunch to have dinner (Oh, the irony). I had my usually beef pepper rice -.- anyway, went to ntuc and walked around as we were quite boliao. Then my mom was chasing me home so we took the mrt back to Toapayoh and he sent me home :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30th December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original plan was to stay at home for the whole day and pack my room &amp;amp; bag, but it turned out to be another packed day -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Tricia at the red circle at 10.45 and went to macs for breakfast. I managed to finish my hotcakes this time :B Went to the arcade and I played Jubeat again -.- I passed a song in the extreme mode okay! Omg. But it's damn expensive lah -.- waste my money. Anyway, went to popular and grabbed some stationery. But I put it back as she had to rush back to school to collect some books. So went there, bumped into Lourdemary. Haha. Then we went to buy bubble tea and I met my grandmother outside my condo to get the house key. Then we walked all the way back to Popular and I bought my stationery. Haha. After that she had to go to her friend's house so I took the mrt to Tiong Bahru and met Michael and his cousins. We watched Bedtime stories (yes, for the 3rd time). But I only did it because it was a treat -.- Then we went to macs (AGAIN) and I had some fries. After that, we went to the arcade. Played parapara there. It's the updated version and the machine rocks. I'm so going there again. Haha. Then played the bball machine. My arms hurt -.- It was rather late so we parted and I took the mrt back with Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw the new timetables are out. I think my class timetable is qutie okay. Not as bad as I thought. 2 early days, yay. Somehow, I feel a little excited about school -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last day of the year tomorrow :( How time flies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1158375405304820948?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1158375405304820948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1158375405304820948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1158375405304820948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1158375405304820948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-like-smell-of-my-skin-now-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SVobM-zVadI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kXOnOhORqeY/s72-c/DSC00336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-432233444867691719</id><published>2008-12-27T22:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:14:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, dear earthlings! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;25th December ; part 2.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11am and bathed and changed. Went with family to a coffeeshop around lorong 4 which is near church. Had western food which is cheap and good. For $15, you can get a set consisting of a soup, salad, main course, drink &amp;amp; dessert. Cool right :O? Anyway I had steak which was rather nice :) then my parents fetched my brothers and I home as they wanted to play golf -.- stayed at home the whole afternoon. i slept for a couple of hours. Haha. At 6.30 my parents came back and brought us to to Turf City where there was this high-class Italian restaurant. We had pizza, escargots and other stuff. It's nice but very expensive. I ate a lot :( seroiusly have problems gaining weight o.O anyway went to United Square to walk around. Bought a magazine from Popular. Went home at around 9.30? Yeah. Took my weight and I'm only 39.3kg with a full stomach -.- What more, when my food is digested? Oh gosh -_- anyway, washed up and used comp for awhile, slept soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26th December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11am, again. Smsed Sheryl and decided to meet at Bugis at 1pm. But at 12.30 when I was about to leave the house she called me and said she might be late -.- So I was like, "Okay, then I'll leave in 5minutes time." When I left the house, on the overhead bridge, she called me telling me that she was reaching already. HAHA. Then I was rushing to the mrt. When I was reaching Orchard, Sheryl called me again and we were chatting. She was waiting there for 10minutes already -.- Cheat my feelings, tell me that she'll be late -.- So reached and we ended up meeting at like, 1.20? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were starving since we both didn't have breakfast (on purpose :B). Rushed to Seoul Garden and started eating like gluttons. I was starving la. Gosh. We had like, 3/4 of a plate of prawns, 3.5 plates of meat(chicken/beef/turkey), some fishballs and crabsticks, 2 eggs and a few slices of fish. After all that, we made our own dessert. Shaved ice with funny toppings :B We were very creative, okay! We had a mini competition on who had the most creative dessert -.- lame. Haha. After that dessert, we still had some ice cream. Yes, 2 of us ate all that. CALL US CRAAAAZY :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that we didn't want to go to Bugis Street 'cause we were sick and tired of that place. Yes, for the first time, Sheryl and I didn't go there when we were at Bugis. What an accomplishment. Okay so we walked around Bugis Junction but didn't buy anything. We got bored after awhile so we decided to go to City hall. My feet were already hurting a little cause I was wearing heels -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and walked to Suntec. There was this Asiasoft event thing. It was damn crowded. But it's rather disappointing lah, cause everything was about maple. Nothing much about audition -.- Anyway, some staff were giving out free maple posters so Sheryl and I acted like maple freakos and grabbed some. HAHA. Sheryl bought 2 20k ppcs and I bought this Audition Clubber DJ Set which included some cool stuff ingame and the intallation CD and 10k ppc for just $29.90. Now I don't have to worry about corrupting my game file. HAHA :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around for awhile more until about 5.30? Sheryl wanted to go home. So we walked all the way back to City hall MRT where we parted. I continued waiting on for my mother to come. She came after 30min of waiting -.- Then we walked back to Suntec. Imagine the pain my feet were in. Haha -.- Went to the food court and had something light. Though it was only 3 hours since a heavy buffet lunch, I was hungry enough to finish kaya toast and half of my mom's hokkien mee. I was even hungrier than my mom! Gosh :X. Soon my father and brothers came along and we walked around for another 20minutes. Then it was time to go into the Cinema. We watched Bolt-3D. It's slightly more realisic compared to the original version, but I wouldn't recommend thoes who watched the original version to watch it again in 3D (like I did), cause it really isn't much of a difference and not really worth the money. But for those who haven't watched it, catch it in 3D! It's much more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie ended at 9.30? We went home after that :) Washed up and slept soundly -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;27th December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 8.30 in the morning cause my brother suddenly shouted damn loudly from outside -.- my mom told me to get changed cause they were going to have Bak Kut Teh for breakfast. So I got changed and we walked to Balestier area. The Bak Kut Teh wasn't as nice as before, I wonder why.. Rushed back home, bathed, and went to school for sectionals. It's damn tiring, but rather productive I guess, cause we managed to get the fast offbeat part for Die Fledermaus. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sectionals ended at 12 and I rushed home. Got changed and went to the arcade to meet Michael, Christabel and Samantha. I played the new beatup-like game with 16 buttons. Fun leh, haha. Michael's friend wasn't there yet but we were already late for the movie, so we went up, bought snacks and went in. Michael's friend came in 10minutes after we did. Haha. Bedtime Stories is damn nice, worth watching :). After the movie, my fingers were itching, so we went back to the arcade and I played that same game again :B then Christabel and I played para para. At about 3.45 I had to leave to meet Tricia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Red Circle and met here there. Took a bus to Far East Plaza and walked around. We both bought belts. Then it became quite sian -.- So we went to Wisma Atria and went to the Cotton-On sale. Omg, there were cardigans on for sale for as low as $5! I bought a white and pink cardigan. Couldn't resist the cheap prices. Walked around, played with some of the cosmetics in The Face Shop :X. Then we wer quite hungry so we went to the Macdonalds at Taka. Had a satisfying meal there, haha. Went to Heeren where we were looking at mainly accessories. Walked over to Cineleisure after that and I looked at my nice dresses. It's damn nice, but it costs like, $49.90 for a dress. So expensive :( Argh. Walked around for awhile more, then we walked back to Taka and went to the same Macs for Ice cream. Haha. After that, we decided to go back to Toa Payoh. Walked back to Far East where we took a bus to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, we walked around the Pasar Malam and saw some nice &amp;amp; cheap clothes and shoes. Tomorrow's the last day of the pasar malam, hope that I can go back there tomorrow and grab some of them. We were thirsty after that so we went to a nearby fruit stall and bought sugarcane juice to share. Bumped into my family there before they went ahead. We walked to the arcade and I played the same 16button game -.- This time, I attracted almost everyone's attention. HAHA. Cause I was playing Cancan, extreme mode, level 9. Imagine audition's bu cancan? It's something like that, but HARDER. HAHA. I was scrambling to press the keys and the people behind me thought I was quite pro but actually I missed most of the keys. HAHAHA. Okay anyway -.- after that Tricia and I parted and I met my family before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our outing today, we had a good heart-to-heart talk. She really made me feel much better about myself. Thanks, Tricia! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been busy, finally! But my holidays are ending soon! ARGH :( Going out again tomorrow. Will update soon. Bye! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I believed what you said;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;But love doesn't have a meaning when you hurt me so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-432233444867691719?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/432233444867691719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=432233444867691719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/432233444867691719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/432233444867691719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-dear-earthlings-b-25th-december.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4649522236635621507</id><published>2008-12-25T13:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:15:29.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Christmas! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted at home for the whole morning and for half the afternoon. Decided to meet Michael earlier as we were both bored to death. Met opposite church, bought bubble tea and slowly walked to the mrt station, where we took the mrt to Bishan. Met Joey and went to the top level to get movie tickets. We were planning to watch Bedtime Stories, but the tickets were sold out. So we decided to watch Yes-man. We had about 45minutes, so we were walking around aimlessly in mini toons when Valerie came. As Joey and Valerie were both hungry, we went to the basement where they ate something light. Then the movie was about to start so we went in the cinema. The movie was quite stupid lah. When the movie ended, I was running quite late so we parted and I rushed home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat dinner consisted of two different kinds of soup - Laksa &amp;amp; Chicken soup. The laksa was damn shiok, but I had a bad sore throat. So yea settled for the chicken soup. I couldn't eat much cause I didn't really have a good appetite then. Wanted to discuss with my parents about my plans for the night but apparently the only answer in their thick skulls was a straight NO. Of course, I was fed up. I mean, what's wrong with going for midnight mass? It's not like I'm going clubbing or anything. Gosh. Anyway, got changed and I went to church early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there at about 9.20 and stoned there. Soon people started to come. We went in to settle down at 10.30pm. The church hall filled up damn fast but yeah all of us managed to get seats. At 11.30, there was this skit and video put up by some of the youths. Quite funny. Then mass started and blah. I almost dozed off cause I was so tired. Yes, I broke down during mass. Twice. But I have to thank those who tried to cheer me up :) Mass ended, everyone went to St Francis. I was still in tears -.- Freaking paiseh. Gift exchange, hugs, photos and everything along that line. Then all of us left the church at 2am and took taxis to Bishan, Natalie's sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much there lah. Helped carry food, stole a few bites and sips from Justin and having my heart-to-heart talk with some people. Then at about 5.30 I started emoing again. Sat on the stairs and stared blankly into space. Tears welled up in my eyes again and I ran further away so that noone could see me. But Justin still came in the end and tried cheering me up. I cheered up in the end lah. He's so sweet, he gave me a big hug to console me. I felt better after that. Much, much better. By then, it was already 6am. And my mom was like chasing me to go home. So I went back with Justin. Walked to the bus stop and sat 56. But we were so sleepy that we decided to take the bus all the way to city hall before going back to toapayoh. Alighted and walked to marina square and he bought watermelon juice to share cause we were both dying of thirst. And guess what. Right after we finished the juice, he was in desperate need for the toilet. Damn cute. Haha. We walked to the entrance of the Esplanade where we took bus 56 back to toapayoh. We parted when I had a alight 2 stops earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, I had a very sad christmas, but there were people who turned it into something memorable. Thanks a lot, darlings. I'm really touched :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin, my dearest korkor. I know you'll never get to see this because firstly, I don't think you know my blog url and secondly, my blog is locked :B But I'm still going to write my little dedication here. Thanks for being here for me all the time. When I'm down I know it's hard to cheer me up and you lost your patience before. But I know that everything you said and did, was because you care. We shared our darkest secrets to each other, some of them unknown to anyone else. Though it hasn't been 2 months since we actually started talking, we're really very close. To be honest, I had never been so close to a guy who is not my stead. We treat each other like blood-related siblings. I really wish I had such a caring brother like you. Thanks for everything you did for my birthday, and for christmas. I really appreciate it. Kor, I know the year ahead won't be easy for you with all your commitments, but I just want you to know that your dear meimei will always be here for you, no matter what. I promised you that I won't be emo again, and I'll keep it. I don't want you to worry so much about me. Remember your promise to me also hor xD. I hope you liked the cookies and the christmas letter. I'm sorry if I made you lose your temper. Don't angry okay? When you angry I get scared de D: Promise? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, korkor! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4649522236635621507?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4649522236635621507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4649522236635621507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4649522236635621507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4649522236635621507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-d-rotted-at-home-for.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8311251371732126641</id><published>2008-12-23T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:13:07.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had CYF carolling for the past 2 nights. Last night was fun but today was the bomb :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up &amp;amp; baked cookies. Rushed to prepare and met Valerie, Christabel, Tricia &amp;amp; supposedly, Justin as well. But he wasn't feeling well so we went ahead first. Went to Bugis, shopped a little. I didn't buy anything. Then we were starving so we went to the little food place in the middle of the 2nd floor to eat. It's damn ex -.- but yeah quite nice lah. Justin came soon after and we slacked there for awhile. Then we walked for awhile more, before going to City Hall. Christabel had to go to church for some meeting, so she left first. Went to City hall, walked to Marina Square. Did some shopping and I didn't buy anything again -.- Bumped into Cheryl, Shi Yin, and 2 others were there but I didn't really see who. Okay anyway, we realised that we were quite late so we rushed back to Toa Payoh. The whole of CYF came and we boarded the bus. Went to 3 people's places to carol &amp;amp; it rocked. But my throat huts now. After everything ended, we reached church at 10.45pm so some of us went over to macs. I stole some fries here and there. Left at 11.20 and walked home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you sang that solo, my heart melted instantly. Your voice, ever so cute, ever so sweet. You know that I love you, but you don't seem to care. The feeling of being alone sucks, you know? Night after night, I cry for you. I lose my appetite, I lose my mood. I don't know why I get so emo over you. I didn't expect to fall for you, but I did. Now what am I to do? All I want for Christmas is you. But that wish can never be granted. I guess you just don't know how much I meant every word I said to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Merry Christmas? Not a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8311251371732126641?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8311251371732126641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8311251371732126641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8311251371732126641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8311251371732126641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-cyf-carolling-for-past-2-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7653849078276956729</id><published>2008-12-23T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:06:59.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="OIuszo_SDAk1x00text" style="font-size: 11px;" class="secondaryColor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, some people have been asking me, "Why Womanizer?" Well. It's not that I love the song. I find it quite weird. Well, it's because of the lyrics that really explain what I'm feeling now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superstar, where you from, how's it going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you, gotta clue what'cha doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know what you are, what you are, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at you, getting more than just a re-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby you, got all the puppets with their strings up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faking like a good one, but I call 'em like I see 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what you are, what you are, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You you you are, you you you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (womanizer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You got me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You're oh so charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) But I can't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You say I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) I got you crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You're nothing but a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) Womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy-o, you've got the swagger of a champion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too bad for you, you just can't find the right companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard, it could be easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who you are, that's just who you are, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lollipop, you must mistake me,you're the sucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To think that I, would be a victim, not another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say it, play it, how you want it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no way I'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You you you are, you you you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (womanizer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You got me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You're oh so charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) But I can't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You say I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) I got your crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You're nothing but a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) Womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe if we both lived in a different world (womanizer, womanizer, womanizer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It would be all good and maybe I could be your girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can't cause we don't, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You you you are, you you you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (womanizer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You got me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You're oh so charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) But I can't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You say I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) I got your crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) You're nothing but a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You) Womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy don't try to front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I (I) know just (just) what you are-are-are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Womanizer, woman-womanizer, you're a womanizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh womanizer, oh you're a womanizer, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(YEAH)&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/2080067813565063896-7653849078276956729?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7653849078276956729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7653849078276956729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7653849078276956729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7653849078276956729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-some-people-have-been-asking-me.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-5895552358719465512</id><published>2008-12-21T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:58:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I can't go on pretending anymore. Every little thing you did for me just made me love you more and more. We're not meant to be,  but I fell for you. Stop giving me false hopes. We're the closest of friends now but somehow I feel more than just that.&lt;/span&gt; ******, please, what am I to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is going to be miserable. I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-5895552358719465512?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5895552358719465512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=5895552358719465512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5895552358719465512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/5895552358719465512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-6226055960885125681</id><published>2008-12-20T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:36:04.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay it's been some time, hasn't it? Well I'm, back from KL. I went there with 600 ringgit as angpao money from my parents for my birthday to shop and I came back with 624 ringgit worth of stuff. Cool right? -.- Okay nevermind. Anyway, I'll blog about today :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and pigged around at home. Bathed and went to school for band at 10. I got moved to 2nds for the SYF pieces and I had to play the 'quiet' parts for dona which was kinda scary but yeah I managed to pull through :D. I was damn tired after band. Went home for lunch and my mom fetched me to church for the Mustard Seed AGM. That's where I met momoren and passed him his stuff that I got from KL.  He was like. "Omg so cute :O" at the shirt. Like duh I spent 52 ringgit on it _|_ LOL. And there was this trumpet keychain that I bought also. It was handmade. He liked it a lot. I could tell from his expression lor. HAHA. -.- I wore this black dress and black pumps to church. Still looks casual la. Some of my friends there were caught by surprise like this " :O " but he was different. His eyes lit up like this " O_O " HAHAHAHA -.- He was like, "Ehh, why so formal? Last time see you wear shorts and slippers then now suddenly wear dress. What's the occasion? O_O" LOL. Classic :X. But after that when a group of friends walked pass he was like, "Do we know her? :O" Then one of them was staring at me for like 3 seconds -.- Then said "OH THAT'S AMANDA? HI! :B" HAHAHA. I swear the people in church are damn retarded. Anyway mustard seed agm was good. I'm going to be writing a couple of articles for the newsletter. I can't wait xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, uncle and brother fetched me from church and we went to play golf. 9 holes. I swear it was tiring though we used the buggy -.- The sun is damn hot la. Anyway, I played better than my brother. Rather unexpected since he's the one practicing every week while I pig myself out somewhere else :X. Okay anyway bathed and went home for dinner. I took my weight and realised that I still weight the same after going to Perth &amp;amp; KL and eating my stomach out. Okay nevermind. Seoul Garden with Sheryl will do the trick, I think :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. I can't wait for Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday. Carolling with my church peeps. Omg, lovelove. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. I know I'm supposed to blog about Perth and KL, but I'll do that when I feel like it. I'm kinda lazy for now :X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-6226055960885125681?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6226055960885125681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=6226055960885125681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6226055960885125681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/6226055960885125681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-its-been-some-time-hasnt-it-well.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-4687216342222179260</id><published>2008-12-16T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:45:15.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16 December, my special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I do today? Nothing much actually. Okay here goes xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about 9am and went online. Was bombed with messages and stuff. Played audi with Sheryl for awhile before going off to prepare. Left the house at 10.45 to meet mo mo ren :). We sat at the staircase near the mrt station and he was bullying me lah -.- okay anyway, he had to go to Orchard for his stupid buffet thingy so we took the mrt to Somerset. We ended up in Centrepoint and he bought me this bear-shaped chocolate from Sinz. It's damn nice but damn expensive as well. I felt so bad lah :\ Sat for awhile, then we walked to Cineleisure where he went off to the restaurant. I walked back to Somerset alone and waited for Jane breastfriend to come. 15minutes later, she arrived and we started walking around and talking. Ended up in Cineleisure and we had lunch at the food court there. She thought my birthday was on the 19th lah. HAHA. So cute. Breastfriend, don't feel sorry lah, it's okay :B. Went upstairs and took a look at the arcade. Played a game there and it was so embarrasing. I totally regretted playing that game. Anyway, got bored as the arcade didn't have anything nice and we stoned on the sofa outside the restaurant he was in. He came out to find me and asked if we wanted to go and watch movie with his friends. We agreed but his friends wanted to watch "Quarantine" which was NC16 -.- So we got pangseh-ed. Dumb right. So they went, while Jane and I continued window shopping at Heeren and Cineleisure. There was this tourist who asked us if we knew where the National Museum was. We were like, "Um, no we don't know. Sorry.." So embarrasing for us locals to not know. Gosh :X Went back to the sofa and sat. At about 5.10, their movie finally finished and he came to find us. Jane wanted to go home so we sent her to the mrt station. Then we went back to centrepoint and stoned even more. He bought a shirt for his dad I think O_O Okay anyway, soon it was time for me to meet my family for dinner (which was also at centrepoint) so we parted and I went to Waraku to meet my family. Dinner was good and I had a surprise birthday cake :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended early so I decided to go to church for awhile. Went there and sat on the bench. I didn't know why but I just started emoing and eventually ended up crying -.- He was up in St Francis carolling with the rest but he came down to cheer me up. I was damn touched lah. Anyway, when the session ended, I was called in for a short core team meeting, then I went back out to answer a call. As the whole group of us who were there for carolling (about 25-30 people?) prepared to head over to macs, everyone sang the birthday song to me. And it was his idea. I was almost moved to tears. I had the half paiseh, half happy feeling in me. But I'm so glad that things turned out this way :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked with him and another friend to the mrt station where my mom fetched me from a nearby bus stop :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so moved by the fact that there are people out there who really care. All along, I felt like an outcast and all, but I really felt so welcomed by everyone in church. And it's all thanks to you, mo mo ren. Thanks for making my birthday a memorable one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for everyone else, thanks for all of the birthday wishes. I really appreciate it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to KL tomorrow morning and I'll only be back on Friday night. :( I'm so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-4687216342222179260?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4687216342222179260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=4687216342222179260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4687216342222179260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/4687216342222179260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/16-december-my-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1132285562857523616</id><published>2008-12-15T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:59:02.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for a haircut in the morning. My fringe is short and yes I have official layered bangs now but it's kinda nice I think. Band today was good. I changed my cornet. It's the gold one now. Is that a good thing? I guess so.. Haha. I'm still hopeless at playing it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After band, went home and bathed. Met someone-whom-I-choose-to-remain-unnamed at the interchange. Decided to watch Bolt since we both haven't watched it yet. The movie was at 7.25 and it was 6.50 then, so we went to the arcade. He was playing some game which was very confusing. I tried one round and I failed it though it was level one -.- Anyway, went to watch the movie after that. I had a little surprise in there, thanks a lot. I felt special in some funny way :). When it ended he had to rush for his meeting or something, so I went home. :) Thanks, mo mo ren :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll edit tomorrow with a picture of the gifts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my 14th birthday in an hour's time. Is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to KL in 2 days time. Oh, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1132285562857523616?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1132285562857523616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1132285562857523616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1132285562857523616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1132285562857523616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-for-haircut-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2839679541841051919</id><published>2008-12-13T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:20:00.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, back from Perth &amp;amp; I'm fucking exhausted. I don't have the mood to sleep, though. I'll blog about the trip soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. No more falling in love. I've had enough of heartbreaks. I made this firm decision and I'm keeping to it. I'm not going to let love ruin my life anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2839679541841051919?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2839679541841051919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2839679541841051919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2839679541841051919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2839679541841051919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-back-from-perth-im-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-3330308898695416288</id><published>2008-12-03T20:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:32:30.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ9DIk_LTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0qYKHlvhsQo/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275541506306813234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ9DIk_LTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0qYKHlvhsQo/s200/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And now I wonder, what the future holds for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Okay, I'm leaving the house in about an hour's time. So yeah I'll try to make this quick. So yeah, did my last minute packing and stuff.. I'm till only half-excited about the trip. I'll see when I get there. I just remembered that the air is drier there, which means I'll have to kiss goodbye to my nice hair :( Oh, and if there's anything urgent, &lt;u&gt;call/sms my OLD number&lt;/u&gt;. Too bad if you don't have it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ6zQx6zHI/AAAAAAAAAik/-H7mBrinr8c/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275539034607373426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ6zQx6zHI/AAAAAAAAAik/-H7mBrinr8c/s200/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's an unglam picture of me in my new specs. Yes I was playing the recorder and my brother took that picture. Just so you know how my specs look like :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ7V_6EtUI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T7KHE3_g_eE/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275539631373595970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ7V_6EtUI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T7KHE3_g_eE/s200/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for the flowers and gifts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ7lT12VcI/AAAAAAAAAi8/p3BIoFDhN8I/s1600-h/concert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275539894422623682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ7lT12VcI/AAAAAAAAAi8/p3BIoFDhN8I/s200/concert2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cornet section, my love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Okay those are the pictures I owe you from Faith Hope &amp;amp; Love 2. So yeah enjoyyy. There's more but I'm lazy to post it up so check my facebook or something haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To Amanda Sim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Heys senior! Thanks for your guidance since the time when I was a sec 1. I'll never forget the section outings, band camps and even concerts we spent together as a section. Take care when you go over okay? Keep in touch! Much love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Okay, I'm off to bathe and double check my stuff. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Away @ Perth from 4 - 13th December.&lt;br /&gt;Call/sms my Old number if there's anything urgent.&lt;br /&gt;Miss me! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Okay I'm at the airport now and it's 12.30am. :X Leaving in about an hour's time? Haha. I'm still not very excited :( And yes I'll miss all of you. I'm missing some people already T.T 10 days is going to be a very long time. Haha. Oh wells..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Okay I'm going to stop here. Hopefully there's internet access over there. If not, I'll see you all on the 13th when I'm back :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I'LL MISS YOU. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-3330308898695416288?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3330308898695416288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=3330308898695416288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3330308898695416288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/3330308898695416288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-now-i-wonder-what-future-holds-for.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/STZ9DIk_LTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0qYKHlvhsQo/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-1018277159012590204</id><published>2008-12-02T11:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:27:32.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think the Lord above is testing me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can all these problems just get off my back? I don't deserve all this. Why me? Yeah, my softheartedness  might have contributed to it. But time and again, problem after problem, it ends with a scar. Now it's just too much pain to take. I'm sandwiched between both parties and I can't seem to step over to any side. The feeling sucks. I needed support but noone's there. I needed strength but noone's there. My mind tells me one thing, but my heart tells me another. I'm just contradicting my actions. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever considered the pain I'm put through when such things happen? Do you know how hurt I get? Well I'm telling you now. Girls are sensitive people. Every little action or word that you do or say can affect her. As for me, I'm not just an ordinary girl. I'm a girl who's ultrasensitive. Spare a thought for me, please :\ I can't take the pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for perth in just 38 hours. With this, how am I supposed to enjoy myself? My birthday is coming in just 2 weeks. Am I going to spend it in tears and pain? It's my last month of holidays. Am I going to spend it trying to find a way to mend my scars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted, "u're using ur brain to think, but using ur heart as an excuse. follow ur heart, and do what u think is right." If I don't know what is right, what am I to do, then? In the first place, my heart is gone. Someone stole it. I lost the ability to love. I don't even have any emotions anymore. So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm having my suicidal thoughts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I feel better now. It took me long enough though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stoned at home for the whole afternoon. I almost died of boredom. Then bathed changed and went to church after dinner. Had carolling there and that's the only thing which made me happy. I cheered up instantly the moment we began singing :). Anyway, it ended at about 9.40 and my mom fetched my back immediately as she didn't want me to say out too late since I'm still considered sick. So yeah I'm home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's less than 28 hours before I leave for perth. I'm excited, yet apprehensive. I'm going to miss out on so many events while I'm gone. But then again, I haven't seen my distant relatives in 4 years. Ah, I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to have a lonely 14th birthday :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-1018277159012590204?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1018277159012590204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=1018277159012590204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1018277159012590204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/1018277159012590204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-lord-above-is-testing-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8897886624837376567</id><published>2008-12-01T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:26:26.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December has arrived, and I received a piece of news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to go for an operation to remove my tonsils soon. Apparently my doctor said that each time I had an inflamed throat, she'll give me the same antibiotic and it cures it. But when it keeps coming and I keep taking the same antibiotic, my body will somehow build a certain resistance against it and eventually, the antibiotic won't work on my anymore. Therefore, I have to remove my tonsils soon to prevent further inflammations.  Well, I just woke up and my throat feels a little better. At least the pain isn't that intense when I try to drink some water. I had fish porridge for lunch, and my grandmother is cooking plain porridge for my later. Sad life :( Hope that my throat gets better before I leave for perth on the night of 3rd December. It'll be tragic if I go there and can't even eat some steak over there. :( I hope that I can enjoy my birthday too. I don't want to spend my birthday eating porridge. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the holidays pass very fast. And before I know it, I'll be in secondary 3, mugging my ass out. I just hope that I can still find time for myself. I'm already so worked up in the holidays. What more, when school reopens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Don't worry people, I'll be fine. It's nothing major. I won't die la haha ^^ But must come and visit me in hospital hor. HAHA xD Okay that was just a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8897886624837376567?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8897886624837376567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8897886624837376567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8897886624837376567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8897886624837376567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-has-arrived-and-i-received.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7406949745983599279</id><published>2008-11-30T15:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:05:54.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faith, Hope and Love II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yep, it's over :( But it sure was a blast. Camwhoring and talking about random stuff with Beverly, Singing (or rather, screaming) the lyrics of the encore piece "Thank you for the music", rehearsals, forgetting to wear my stockings before my skirt -.-, having a hole right at my toe area of my stockings, receiving wonderful flowers and other gifts from friends and the touching video dedicated to sir right after the concert. Such a wonderful concert, especially with guest bands from Catholic High and St Margarets performing with us. Everything breezed pass so fast. Sir's last concert with the band ended just in a blink of an eye. But I'm sure he enjoyed it :D Oh yeah, I saw him at the Lorong 5 coffeeshop with Mr Lim after the concert haha. He said hi to me :O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up pictures soon. I have to wait 'till Beverly uploads them on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped up as a leader in CYF for 2009. I don't know if my decision was a little too rash, but I guess it's a calling from the Lord above. I'm appointed the role of Publicity I/C, which means I'm in charge of, um, doing up the notice boards and informing members about events? Haha xD. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God, the year ahead won't be easy. Guide me along as I move along to my Confirmation year, and serve you as part of the core team in CYF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Going to perth very, very soon. I don't know if I should be excited. I seriously don't know if I'm going to enjoy this time. There's too much on my mind. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, you finally talked to me. Should I be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;/edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this quiz on Sheryl's blog. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[template]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear -someone-,I don’t really know how to tell you this, but (_1_).I think I realised it (_2_), (_3_) and I saw you (_4_) (_5_). I’m sure you’re (_6_) enough to understand (_7_). I’m returning (_8_) to you, but I’ll keep (_9_) as a memory. You should also know that I (_10_) and (_11_).(_12_),-Your name-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. What’s the colour of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red- Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White – I’m joining the Convent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - I dislike your eyelashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green - Our socks don’t match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - You’re a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - I’m selling myself for candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No shirt - You’re mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - I’m in love with your cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;January - That night you picked your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;February - Last year when you peed your pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;July – When you smacked my butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;August - When I saw the purple monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;October - When I quoted Forest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;November - When your dog humped my leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lasagna- In your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pasta - Outside of your office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kebab - With Jean Chrétien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fish - In a clown suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot dog - Under a street light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Annat - With George Bush and Stephen Harper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. What’s the colour of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - Put whipped cream on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - Drive over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. What’s the colour of your undies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - My boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey – The Catholic Priest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Purple - My corned beef hash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red – My knee caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - My salt-beef bucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orange - My Blink 182 cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;None – My prized statue of Michael Jackson in the nude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - The elephant in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Scrubs- Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O.C.- Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One Tree Hill- Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Heroes- Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost- High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;House- Sly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Simpsons- Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The news- Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Idol- Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Family Guy- Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Top Model- Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Annat- Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy - How awful you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn’t exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Depressed – That we’re related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ashamed - That I’m allergic to your earlobes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Silly - That there is no solution to you being a dumbkid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - That your driving sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. What’s the colour of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - Your toe ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red - Your Elton John poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - Your pet rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green - The pictures from Vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other- Your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A/B - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C/D - The oil tank from your car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E/F - Your neighbour’s dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I/J - The results of that blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;W/X – Your glass eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A/B - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C/D - Never will forget that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break your leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G/H – Hate your cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities that you did not steal that whale in the back yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed about the car you stole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Q/R - Always will remember the pep talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y/Z – Am better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Water- Our friendship is ruined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Beer – you should stop picking your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m incarnated as an Eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Milk - The apartment building is on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wine – Thanks for the Cocaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cider – I have a passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mineral water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Liquor - I chew on your earlobes while you sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other– I’m scratching my ass as you read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;England - Good luck in jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;China – You make me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Germany – Please don’t hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Japan - Go milk a cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;France – With tears of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Spain - Go drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (someone? :X),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really know how to tell you this, but I dislike your eyelashes. I think I realised it when I finally changed my underwear, at the mental hospital and I saw you ignore my "My Little Pony" collection . I’m sure you’re middle-class enough to understand that you need a sex change. I’m returning the couch cushions to you, but I’ll keep your photo with the moustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the moose poaching and I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon. Go milk a cow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amandaaaa :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL. Omg :O I wonder who needs a sex change. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7406949745983599279?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7406949745983599279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7406949745983599279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7406949745983599279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7406949745983599279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/faith-hope-and-love-ii-yep-its-over-but.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-2144822199612921746</id><published>2008-11-28T08:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:30:20.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 16th birthday, Jermaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well I don't know if you'll ever see this. Though we don't talk anymore, I hope you enjoy yourself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to update about, I guess. I have a boring life. -_- Daaamn. But wait, concert is tomorrow! Okay that's something to look forward to. Section steamboat last night was great. Damn fun, haha. I'm going to collect my new specs later. My mom said it looked cute on me. Haha :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the news about Shannen and it's quite sad. And Shi Tian and I were just talking to her on Thursday. I hope she's recovering well. :( Everyone is so worried about her. And yep, tomorrow's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faith, Hope &amp;amp; Love II&lt;/span&gt; concert, is no doubt dedicated to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh speaking of that, the concert is totally sold out &amp;amp; overflowing :) Haha. But I'm quite thankful that I managed to grab all 10 tickets that I needed for my family and friends :D. I'm so excited, I just can't explain why xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SS87Q_ylfwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/266eInAPKsw/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SS87Q_ylfwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/266eInAPKsw/s200/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273498851861692162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Btw, my brothers cute or not? :X HAHA. I can't believe that I loooked so cute in bangs last time :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is such a strong word. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-2144822199612921746?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2144822199612921746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=2144822199612921746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2144822199612921746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/2144822199612921746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-16th-birthday-jermaine.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SS87Q_ylfwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/266eInAPKsw/s72-c/cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-471743450003222362</id><published>2008-11-25T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:13:11.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a fairytale ;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll overcome everything soon. Time will heal all wounds, aye? Thanks to all of my friends who helped me along, especially Jane breastfriend. Thanks a bunch :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I believed what you said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But love doesn't have a meaning when you hurt me so bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just threw it all away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You knew I was scared;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To once more that you get that close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Despite what you did, I believed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really going to study hard. :( I'm not even 14 yet but my tuition teacher was lecturing me about how close O levels are. It's less than 2 years. How time flies.. Well, I made a mistake to neglect studies a little, and that made me end up in a class with a subject combination I wasn't so keen in. Now, I'm going to make the best of what I am given and not let anyone down. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I fell for you, again.&lt;/span&gt; Oh gosh. I think the Lord above is testing me. :( Why, dear God, WHY? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-471743450003222362?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/471743450003222362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=471743450003222362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/471743450003222362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/471743450003222362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/once-upon-fairytale-im-sure-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-7673902369270902195</id><published>2008-11-22T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:48:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrights, back from band camp and I'm drained. Can I not blog about what happened during camp yet? Maybe I'll do that next time, when I don't feel so tired xD. I got to get the photos from my friends. I don't have any with me. Arg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10.30pm :( I think I should sleep soon. Haven't been sleeping well for the past two nights at camp. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2211o8, and this is just the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-7673902369270902195?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7673902369270902195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=7673902369270902195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7673902369270902195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/7673902369270902195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/alrights-back-from-band-camp-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8064819423640610125</id><published>2008-11-20T05:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:56:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSL5qugeUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Gxpe3U8rLnc/s1600-h/2008_10_1_1.15.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSOlYes0FI/AAAAAAAAAh8/0GS-3-eOAbc/s200/CIMG0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270494236807843922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSKT1d0IMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VYgUH6o3LpY/s1600-h/iloveyouuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 75px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSKT1d0IMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/VYgUH6o3LpY/s200/iloveyouuu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270489537304600770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSKfl197tI/AAAAAAAAAgU/J4NIdHk1trM/s1600-h/DSC01542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSKfl197tI/AAAAAAAAAgU/J4NIdHk1trM/s200/DSC01542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270489739269369554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSNW8650kI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-lseY440r3M/s1600-h/2008_11_19_22.6.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSNW8650kI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-lseY440r3M/s200/2008_11_19_22.6.53.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270492889380147778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so much. But it's the only way. Last night, 19th November, was the night I let you go for good. I'm sure you'll enjoy much more without me. However disappointed I am, it's reality. Goodbye, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be away @ band camp from today till Saturday, 20-22 November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything urgent, sms me. I'll probably reply at night or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2080067813565063896-8064819423640610125?l=m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8064819423640610125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2080067813565063896&amp;postID=8064819423640610125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8064819423640610125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2080067813565063896/posts/default/8064819423640610125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-entalbreakdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-loved-you-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>AKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13634450090391943240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSSL5qugeUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Gxpe3U8rLnc/s72-c/2008_10_1_1.15.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080067813565063896.post-8803498959897146690</id><published>2008-11-19T12:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:08:33.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay it seems too early to blog but whatever. I'm just so bored. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out at about 10.30 with my grandmother to Junction8 as she had to get her phone fixed. Took the mrt down to Bishan and decided to have our lunch at the food court first as I was starving. And yes, I ate pepper lunch express as they had a stall there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll rate everything &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.5/5&lt;/span&gt;. I ordered Beef pepper rice with cheese and it cost me $6, which is about student's price if I ate it at amk hub. Thus, I thought that the portion would be about the same as the student meal's. But I was wrong. The portion was much bigger. There were more slices of beef and about a fifth more of rice. Even a hungry glutton like me had trouble finishing it. And they are much more generous with the cheese. I think they gave almost 2 times more although it cost the same - 50 cents. The taste is not neglected as well. It still taste just as good. Service was relatively fast. I didn't have to wait for long although there was only one person manning the stall. However, the only bad point is that it is not as convenient. Since it's just a stall in a food court, they don't provide a bottle of your favourite sauce right next to you. So, you have to get it at the counter yourself. Also, drink is not provided (It's a food court, duh.) But still, for $6 and such a generous portion, I had absolutely no regrets :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheryl, lets go there together and be gluttons together again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, after such a satisfying lunch, we went to the Sony Ericsson service centre. It didn't take as long as I thought. So we were out of the shop withim 10 minutes. Took the mrt back to toa payoh and went to ntuc to do some grocery shopping. I managed to plead my grandmother to buy me a punnet of strawberries. I'm eating them now xD. Walked back and bought 2 packets of chicken rice for my 2 brothers on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon -.- Should I go for the carolling session at church tonight? 'Cause I seriously can't sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSOe8PYqfiI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XUgrXd0xbDk/s1600-h/YAY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJixyGBWxVI/SSOe8PYqfiI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XUgrXd0xbDk/s200/YAY.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270230746712931874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, new hands up record. Nice combo right. LOL. Double chance. Yeah score sucks. Missed a lot in the front part. Oh wells hope I can get my target of 550k :O I have to improve on my perfs if I want to attain that. 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