<?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-557555797939883544</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:22:51.633+08:00</updated><category term='ipop'/><title type='text'>aerodynamic nipple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>526</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8909521507620927620</id><published>2010-03-25T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:34:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://yellowscooters.blogspot.com/?zx=b3fe0bb69e15f50a"&gt;MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED MOVED&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8909521507620927620?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8909521507620927620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8909521507620927620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8909521507620927620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8909521507620927620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2010/03/moved-moved-moved-moved-moved-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4106165357648579123</id><published>2010-01-10T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:06:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm blogging at the airport now since there's abut of time... Yesterday as the h2o competition and I'm proud I say that we managed to get a placing... We got third place. But a felt that quite slot of other crews who did not receive a placing really did deserve one... But oh well! Hehehe. I wanna say thanks to all our supporters for coming down... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and about the class chalet. I was so tired because I slept late the night before... But I still had a good time catching up withy classmates especialy kristie and nginan. Talked with kristie about stuff and stuff, it was really refreshing having heart to heart talks, hadn't had much recently... Didn't get to talk to nginan though... D= can't wait to see them again soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister just cancelled shopping with me today D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4106165357648579123?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4106165357648579123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4106165357648579123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4106165357648579123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4106165357648579123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-blogging-at-airport-now-since-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5374948776418160880</id><published>2010-01-09T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:35:24.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a tiring day. I guess mainly because yesterday I was at the class chalet and cabbed home at five in the morning and today was a   full day... I will blog more about the class chalet soon though, just that it's kinda hard to type on an itouch because of the auto correct which I'm lazy to deactivate... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow is the finals of h2o dance comp! 4pm at junction 8 ( bishan mrt). See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5374948776418160880?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5374948776418160880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5374948776418160880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5374948776418160880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5374948776418160880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-tiring-day.html' 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i'm not. i feel like i skipped school. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some china woman just walked past my block shouting on the phone. when i looked out my window, everyone else from the other blocks were looking out their windows too. she was shouting so loud, she wouldnt need a microphone to adress a whole school. i'm not even kidding here, it was that loud. so what i'm trying to say is. where the fuck is the consideration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;last night, i had a dream about you.&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/557555797939883544-4353233613400748887?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4353233613400748887/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1179721381229537104</id><published>2010-01-03T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:07:56.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;my countdown, sucked. first day of the year, sucked. second day of the year, sucked. my whole year is gunna suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;friends who'd laugh with you are easy to come by. but friends who'd cry with you almost dont exist. &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/557555797939883544-1179721381229537104?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-119489658607791722</id><published>2010-01-02T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:02:15.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2009 is over. i wish it wasnt. 2009 was by far the best year of my life. in 2009, i have learnt so many things. i've met so many amazing people who changed my life for good. i wouldnt mind re-living the year but this time, making changes to things that made things go wrong. then, it would be a perfect year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 was the year of my O levels. going through the whole process has changed the way i see education. i think i've blogged about it before so i wont really emphasize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in 2009, i also met so many different people in the different aspects of my life. each one making such an impact that the way i live my life has evolved. when i say this, of course, i refer to the good things. but the sour bits work the same way, leaving an impression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in 2009, i did so many things that i regret and also things that i will never regret. either way, it has helped improved situations for the better. i learnt from my mistakes. and for the things i did right, i kept doing and made it better as i went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to thank everyone who made my 2009. thank you for accepting me for who i am. there are many things about me who can drive people out of my life. but you guys stuck with me throughout. thanks, for tolerating my nonsense. thanks for tolerating my presence because i wouldnt have known what life is. if it was not for you people, i would have still been looking for the reason of my existence. i really hope things stay like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways the old has to go before the new comes. i'm going to live 2010 and to it's fullest (i hope) make as much mistakes as i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy new year everyone. my blog is back up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i made a promise&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/557555797939883544-119489658607791722?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/119489658607791722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=119489658607791722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/119489658607791722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/119489658607791722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-2404686283623605137</id><published>2009-12-13T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:01:28.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm bored. so i am going to blog. haha it's been a long time. i've been really busy lately. started work on the 9th. i had fun. met new people. it was tiring though. was abit lost at first but slowly i got the hang of it... but one thing about my store is that it's really huge and kinda hot... worked till closing and left at around 11pm. headed back to tampines and met julian sulaiman xueyi and faris at macs... felt like i missed out alot. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414733285395185714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SyT_PA12wDI/AAAAAAAABcc/P-AMBIHC1_4/s400/13968_215245081720_532501720_3488698_80606_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following day, had our first practice for the APEC reception with PM lee as guest of honour. it was a real last minute thing. did it with instructors, theresa and khye. UTG members jon and josh. and the rest; jovin, shikin, kamil, louis and sulaiman. we practiced for 5 hours straight without any breaks! went home with muscle aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day after, was performance day! woke up REAL early, went for practice at 10am. headed to location at 1pm. dry run on stage till 3pm. had lunch till 4+pm. holding room till 645pm performed at 7pm. AND THEN IT WAS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really really really fast and really really really tiring. but the people made it so much easier... i really had alot of fun. didnt expect it at all. from breathing helium to making fun of jon for looking like hitmanbreakeroftheeye. hahaha! gotta get get. it was the most fun i had hanging out with a bunch of new people for just afew hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full time love crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so shagged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! we're so gunna make a shirt. session soon guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after all the fun and whatnot, the next day was back to work. 10 HOURS STRAIGHT. what a tiring 4 days. my body aches so much that i kinda forgot how it feels without the aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was practice day. and tomorrow and the day after is back to work. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess after one whole night of thinking, i was right afterall. everyone is such good friends now and i'm left behind. i'm too tired to start over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-2404686283623605137?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/2404686283623605137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=2404686283623605137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2404686283623605137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2404686283623605137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SyT_PA12wDI/AAAAAAAABcc/P-AMBIHC1_4/s72-c/13968_215245081720_532501720_3488698_80606_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-2168130580660378553</id><published>2009-12-04T09:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:43:41.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess my secret to making you smile is the fact that i simle at the fact that you never fail to make me smile too. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre my favorite girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-2168130580660378553?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/2168130580660378553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=2168130580660378553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2168130580660378553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2168130580660378553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess-my-secret-to-making-you-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8648840865785404615</id><published>2009-12-03T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:23:48.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;this is how it works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you peer inside yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i _______________________&lt;/span&gt;you find the things you like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;love _________________&lt;/span&gt;and try to love the things you took&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;you _____________________&lt;/span&gt;you take that love you make &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;rgp___________________________&lt;/span&gt;and stick it into some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;someone elses heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pumping someone elses blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you walk in arm in arm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you hope it dont get harmed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and even if it does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you just do it all again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i miss your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8648840865785404615?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8648840865785404615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8648840865785404615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8648840865785404615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8648840865785404615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-how-it-works-you-peer-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-2788777420189344374</id><published>2009-12-02T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:13:23.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yesterday morning was my job induction. learnt alot more about my job and what i'm required to do. it was abit wordy but Gus made it a whole lot more fun. haha =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, i was just in time for modern dance picnic, even met theresa on the mrt and then she complained to me about her phone bills and her foolish mistakes. hahahah super funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached marina barage and we started eating first. the cheesecake was REALLY delicious! if only it wasnt melted... and then we played games... twister and truth or dare. after that, we went to orchard ion where theresa treated us to swensens. hahahha THANKS LAU SHI. and then we went to lido mc cafe to chillax and play more truth or dare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then headed back to tampines, met up with sulaiman, did abit of catching up and then went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so yeah, it's you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;still cant believe that we feel the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; and to think that both of us were about to give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;for the exact same reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; you made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; no, you made my year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-2788777420189344374?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/2788777420189344374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=2788777420189344374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2788777420189344374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2788777420189344374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-morning-was-my-job-induction.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7517914254482607924</id><published>2009-11-29T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:21:31.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay the wrinkly aunty wants me to update my blog. HAHAH! roseanne genevieve wrinkles png wants bryan wrinkles kang to update his blog. HAHAHAH! we are into wrinkles now =P we find joy in wrinkles. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was the finals of DX4. what a waste that we didnt get through... congrats to emerged crew =D filipinoooo!! =DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the competition, hung out with some of the ffdc members and friends till midnight or so... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was also our first practice for H2O dance competition. i'm so tired. my body is aching... i neeeeeed a massage! soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha omg i really do not know what to blog about now... maybe my brain is dead... sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;wish you were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;in fact, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;everywhere.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/557555797939883544-7517914254482607924?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7517914254482607924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7517914254482607924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7517914254482607924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7517914254482607924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-wrinkly-aunty-wants-me-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5176122801784176527</id><published>2009-11-27T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:58:30.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i did not go out. when my mum came home she asked "bryan you didnt go out today?" i said yes and she said "good, now do the washing up" =.=  so what's her point?! i dont understand. hahah!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my blog's name is aerodynamic nipple. HAHAHA just wanted to say that... this has been it's name since it was created. but you just cant see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay auntie is coming back tonight! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5176122801784176527?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5176122801784176527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5176122801784176527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5176122801784176527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5176122801784176527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-did-not-go-out.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1880947796428289012</id><published>2009-11-27T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T11:43:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sw9KoQQZDJI/AAAAAAAABcU/8ZmvIoIVK2I/s1600/350__1_shoes_iaec1121873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sw9KoQQZDJI/AAAAAAAABcU/8ZmvIoIVK2I/s400/350__1_shoes_iaec1121873.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408623732914195602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;elements men's omahighs. my new kicks! 5 days old. yellow laces! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1880947796428289012?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1880947796428289012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1880947796428289012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1880947796428289012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1880947796428289012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/elements-mens-omahighs.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sw9KoQQZDJI/AAAAAAAABcU/8ZmvIoIVK2I/s72-c/350__1_shoes_iaec1121873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3263112990664390893</id><published>2009-11-27T03:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T03:17:54.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i signed into friendster just now. HAHAHAH! it's been months! receiving so many messages and comments from filipino relatives i never knew existed! hahahah all trying to contact my mum through my friendster. but ah heck if i did reply, it'd be months late so i guess its okay... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was a well spent day i guess? played lan with sulaiman julian kamil and nazri. and then went to town with jamie and julian. bought myself a button down shirt. and treat julian to dinner. i think i spent quite alot today D= but it's okay... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i'm glad i got selected to compete for the H2O dance competition. i'll work harder this time and i really hope i can stick to my word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODBYE WORLD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i think about you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3263112990664390893?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3263112990664390893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3263112990664390893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3263112990664390893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3263112990664390893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-signed-into-friendster-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5803001790349252760</id><published>2009-11-26T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:40:37.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeay i updated my blog songs. just added afew and shuffled the rest... anyways, im bored now so i guess i'll do a little update here. i doubt it'll last me 15 minutes though. hahah! holidays are a bore. i know everyone says that. but it is! i must sound like some idiot who does not have a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna talk about dance. i realize i've been quite a shitty crew mate. haha i know you guys feel that way and i do feel guilty. sometimes i tend to get really lazy and i wont put in my all. sometimes i say things but i dont really do them. sometimes i come late for practice just because i know that i wont be the only one late. sometimes i text during practice. i know you guys might get frustrated with me for so many more reasons. but i am slowly realizing them and i am willing to do something about it. i've been stagnant for way too long now. i really want to level up. i feel so screwed. i do know that improvement has to come in a form of a crew and not just individual. so i will do my part to try to make things better for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so there, it's out. what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, the weather is being a fucktard. but it's not as if i can do anything about it. i just wanna rant and vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulaiman's first day at cotton on was yesterday and it seemed like he had alot of fun. i cant wait to start! i want to meet new and fun people. i want a change of environment. i wanna have a different kind of fun. i'm already starting to feel mundane. so i want a change! i love change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i cant stand how people are so against change. they are just so comfortable with the way everything is. they do not dare to step out and try something different for a change just for the fear of losing everything they had. but sometimes you need to rid of the old before you look for the new. or else your whole life would be made out of one huge bulk of clutter from your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i am kinda against the idea of returning gifts to people who you deliberately break your relation with (not necessarily a love relation). because memories and feelings do not exist in material things. these are just objects. memories don't live in them. they live in your brain. if the whole world continue in this cycle, the next thing you know, people would kill themselves just because he/she lost the toenail of a person they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my dad told me that the O level results are out today. i didnt even know. anyone who knows what's going on, please tell me! sometimes i just think that he says things just to act like he knows alot. but when you retaliate, he gets angry. that's the problem with parents. they ALWAYS think that they're right. no matter the case. even though they know that they said something wrong or made a little mistake, they would never own up to it. because they feel like they have this obligation to be the one who is always right. and be a role model. so that your child would always be right. they have totally forgotten that we are humans. and humans make mistakes. they made mistakes but do not own up to it, which makes them superhumans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as a child i have learnt the art of giving in but not giving in... yknow, when they say something and you know they'd never give in to your perspective, you just give in to them but still keep your own perspective in mind. because i believe as humans, we are all entitled to our own beliefs. i'm not just gunna let some other human change that just because i was made from him/her. screw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know that i might contradict myself by saying that i will keep my perspective. because i also showed my discontent with them showing their firm perspectives. but i do know for myself that i am open and i am able to adapt to others opinions. i have never thought for once in my life that everyone had the exact same perspective on one thing. and with that in mind, i know that sometimes i have to be able to open my thinking to fit the rest's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways, this post turned out longer that i thought it would. i know that i might not make sense to anyone. but at least it killed my time. and at least i got it out here onto my blog. so that i can always come back and read what i wrote. and reinforce my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss your touch&lt;/span&gt;&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/557555797939883544-5803001790349252760?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5803001790349252760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5803001790349252760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5803001790349252760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5803001790349252760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeay-i-updated-my-blog-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3325245781541676409</id><published>2009-11-25T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:29:49.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night julian stayed over. AGAIN. this boy just doenst wanna go home! tsk. hahah! watched tv while using the laptop, hung the laundry (he's the maid after all) and sang arctic monkeys till we fell asleep. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah and sorry to aunty roseanne! about last night, i got disconnected. and couldnt get back online. haha this is the third time i'm apologizing. just feel so bad )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k xueyi and friends are coming over in a while to bake. haha. that's all for now. how pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3325245781541676409?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3325245781541676409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3325245781541676409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3325245781541676409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3325245781541676409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-night-julian-stayed-over.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5120961704049352093</id><published>2009-11-24T10:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:40:38.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we didnt get through into the finals. but oh well, i guess it's reasonable. i wanna say that i didnt anticipate it, but i did. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun yesterday though... still can't believe we took neoprints! and we got to hang out with roseanne before she goes off to thailand. come back quick and fill my inbox! tell me how it felt to eat insects and hug a tranny. tell me everything! HAHAH! for now, there's no real reason to hold on to my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll make a longer post soon. i'll go catch up on some rest for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just in case you're wondering&lt;br /&gt;yeah, its you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5120961704049352093?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5120961704049352093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5120961704049352093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5120961704049352093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5120961704049352093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-didnt-get-through-into-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6692977235176902968</id><published>2009-11-23T07:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:14:41.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i'm going to update my blog nowwww. but i don't wanna pass off as some wanna-be famous blogger person thing. haha i know that not much people read my blog. but this is 'mai bershion' of therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i've been really exhausted the past few days. going place to place, having practices, going home late from practices and having to face the same old shit from people i see at home. and now that dance explosion is over, i can get to recharge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about dance explosion. i don't really wanna talk about it, but i think it'd make me feel better. i feel like i have not been putting my utmost best during practices. and i made use of my muscle aches to excuse and cheat myself but now when i think about it, i bet everyone else were having muscle aches too. my mind was convinced that that was my physical limit... but was it really? guess i should have pushed harder. lesson learnt. but lets focus on the positive now. we managed to adapt to all the mistakes that happened. and i think that's what being a dancer is about. being quick witted and knowing how to cover up. being a chameleon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all we can do now is wait and hope that we get through into the next round. but even if we don't i'm still happy about the lessons learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, i got a job as cotton on christmas part timer! the 'interview' was fun as hell! we played games and they picked out their employees from there! i went for the interview with xueyi, faris and naqiyah and we all got the job! and kak thasha got the job too! i'll be at parkway starting december!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well that's all i feel like blogging about. oh and i bleached my hair blonde =D oh and i'm going to take neoprints with aunty roseanne today! i know its NEOPRINTS! WTH BUT IT WILL BE FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i realize that i can imitate everyone's laughter&lt;br /&gt;except yours&lt;br /&gt;i guess you're special then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i hope it's me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6692977235176902968?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6692977235176902968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6692977235176902968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6692977235176902968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6692977235176902968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-im-going-to-update-my-blog-nowwww.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4640965489074479061</id><published>2009-11-17T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:17:40.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night was our school's graduation night. it was not as bad as i thought it would be. but that doesnt mean it wasnt bad... the food was very average. nothing special about the food. and the program was boring. they just showed video after video and have form teachers give a speech. and yes i know that they do this at every graduation ceremony. but being that this time it's different (while eating), they should have done it some other time. oh and i performed too but the audience were bored. haha! i went back to my table, they said that i didnt look like i went to perform, it just looked like i went to the toilet for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing fun about the night was taking photos with friends. me and nginan also went around taking photos with random people. i even took a photo with this geeky guy that i've never seen before just because one of his sleeve had feather designs. i told him to face the sleeve towards the camera. nginan was laughing while taking the photo! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite the glitches and the boredom... i would still remember that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed as if it was just yesterday that i was queuing up in my new sec 1 class. excited to finally graduate from primary school and move on to secondary. being totally lost, queuing up in the wrong class. looking around to see if there was anyone i knew. and during my first ever recess in secondary school, i played a game with my friend and my brother to walk aimlessly and see who gets lost first. 3 minutes later, we bumped into each other and realized that the school was freaking small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then in sec 3, on the first day of school, we all looked at each other... to see if the other person looks good in long pants. girls being the best judges... rolling up our pants because it was too stuffy and then got used to it on the 3rd day. something that julian, nazri and louis will experience really soon.. cant wait to see them in long pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then in sec 4, i started dancing. performing in school. doing skits, dancing, emceeing. there's been so many memories backstage. meeting new people, making new friends, trying new things. feeling nervous backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many more memories but it's starting to sound cheesy so yeah what i'm trying to say is, if it wasnt for secondary school, i'd be a total different person. i cant even imagine what i'd be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, treasure your time in secondary school, try not to hate is as much as i did because in the end, it's all just fun and laughter that you'll remember. these moments will never be re-lived, ever again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4640965489074479061?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4640965489074479061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4640965489074479061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4640965489074479061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4640965489074479061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-night-was-our-schools-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-2458540516759914470</id><published>2009-11-16T10:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:35:08.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realize that i'm still blogging like a sec one. ah fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's grad night. i hope that most people would turn up... i dont think they should boycott the whole thing because the prom is being held in the school hall. but the fact is that it's not a prom, its just a graduation ceremony with catering provided in the evening... plus, many other schools have their 'proms' in their school halls too, its just that this is the first time our school is doing it... it's the last time we'd hang out as class/schoolmates. and it's free. oh well but it starts in a few hours so i dont think that typing any of these would change anyone's decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played habbo hotel for my very first time with habbo veteran, julian, last night till early this morning. hahha it really changed my perspective of people on the internet. julian should know why, he saw everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh and dance explosion is coming up soon... not much time left. i'll make a proper post for that soon. make yourselves free on the 22nd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent an application to cotton on. hopefully i get a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. julie and rosie, i've uploaded the photos to FB. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404021193931553842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i want to say that i hate people who act like they're gangsters... i came up with this theory with julian while having our 12am dinner (chocolate sundae) at macs... that these kind of people are nothing. on the human body, they're not even the little finger, not even the fingernail of the little finger! not even the dirt under that little finger's fingernail! they're the tiny particles of germs that float around the dirt under that little finger's fingernail, waiting to be turned into dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a freaking fun day anyways... i can say that i enjoyed myself with julian and roseanne. found my clothes for graduation night! i actually skipped practice to go look for clothes, after finding my clothes, decided to head over to practice but they said that they left. so we hung out and took photos. hahaha i think that that was the MOST brief way of describing my day. it cant get any more brief than this... it deserves to be 2 pages long! but it's 1.47am now leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you already&lt;br /&gt;i wish you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1045842937179883414?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1045842937179883414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1045842937179883414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1045842937179883414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1045842937179883414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-i-want-to-say-that-i-hate-people.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sv7wpOb4_DI/AAAAAAAABb8/bor4jt3Dyz8/s72-c/IMG_0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1571725626123494407</id><published>2009-11-14T09:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:20:35.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>p.s. if i have not linked/relinked you, please tag me with your url. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here's my proper come back post! i bet i've already lost ALL of my readers... all three of them... D= but it's okay. it's not as if i'm some famous person. i just like to blog because i type my feelings and they are there permanently. and once in a while when lose track of life, i'd want to come back and look at the things i've said before and i'll know my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long since i've posted anything here! i kinda missed it. so many things have happened since the last time i did. new friends became closer, old friends came back, drama at home, i became single, wow i cant really keep track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say that before taking the Os, i was convinced that it was of no use. that the Os was just something to waste our money on because you'll never really use the knowledge in the future. but after taking the Os, i realized that it was not the knowledge that we would use, it's the experience. it was the responsibility of taking Os, it gave me the feeling of what it'd be like as an adult. taking initiative and studying by myself and being independent. it just prepares you to be mature and face such situations in a proper manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my Os are over, i do regret not studying hard enough and sometimes i do get panic attacks when i think of my results but i guess there's not much i can do about it at this point. hahah so please try to distract me if you find me spacing out looking really worried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really hard trying to stay focused in preparation for the papers. i'd always want to go do something else instead of studying. and even when i do study, it'll last for a while then i'd start to side track and i'll end up taking a nap or watching tv. but i do want to thank those who have helped me keep on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian, if it wasnt for you, i'd want to hang out doing nothing everyday but you forced me to hang out while studying (almost everyday)... till your exams were over and i was left to study by myself!! if you didnt motivate me, i wouldnt have been able to start revision on time. thanks julie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks roseanne genevieve png aunty! hahaha for always checking up on me. now that it's over, i'll admit that when you ask if i've studied or if i was studying, i wasnt really doing it properly till i saw your text. hahah! so if you didnt check on me all the time, i wouldnt have studied properly at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nginan and kristie, for forcing me to study my sciences. you guys knew that i kinda gave up on them but you didnt give up on me, told me which topics to study and stuff. when i said that i wanted to give up, you guys forced me not to and guide me through. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now that's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am about to enter a new phase of my life. i would be facing new challenges, and i'd be open to explore new and different ways of facing those challenges. this feeling is kinda bitter sweet. sweet because i love trying new things, and that i've been living my life day by day for way too long. bitter because you never know what goes on out there, even though your parents have told you about it, how the world is cruel, you just never know till you're out there on your own... it freaks me out but i want to dive in head first. 'feel the fear and live it anyway' - agyness deyn. RIGHT, KRISTIE! i love that quote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that has changed since the last time i posted, is myself. i feel like i'm different. it may not be a good different to you, but i know i have. my perspectives of life has broadened. i learnt alot more about life, love, dance, play. in other words, im living my life in not just one new perspective, but quite a few. well i dont really wanna say too much because you kinda have to earn the knowledge of what REALLY goes on in my brain. only one or two have... k only one. hi, i bet you know who you are. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i'll stop here for now... i still have quite alot to say but i'll save it for next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by the way, i like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just think that&lt;br /&gt;we might get on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1571725626123494407?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1571725626123494407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1571725626123494407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1571725626123494407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1571725626123494407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-so-heres-my-proper-come-back-post-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6620232594332937082</id><published>2009-11-13T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:23:32.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my Os are over and i'm BACK!! ok i gotta admit that i havent been totally on hiatus even though i said i would but heck, you're not my mum! HAH! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways, the Os are over but i don't feel all that much relieved... i doubt that i can do well for my Os. i know that there's no use feeling this way and stuff, since its already over... but its just there, in my brain all the time. i try to forget but things just remind me... getting internal panic attacks now and then... urgh the feeling sucks. oh well... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've learnt alot from this experience though... but its getting kinda late and i gotta go now.. so i'll post them in the next one... see you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6620232594332937082?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6620232594332937082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6620232594332937082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6620232594332937082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6620232594332937082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-os-are-over-and-im-back-ok-i-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-509676766612641375</id><published>2009-08-02T09:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:17:42.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnUEyeCbfvI/AAAAAAAABb0/jc0iZUrEDTQ/s1600-h/6448_130401125311_753590311_3182-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnUEyeCbfvI/AAAAAAAABb0/jc0iZUrEDTQ/s400/6448_130401125311_753590311_3182-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365199796185038578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay i guess this is my last post here for a long time then! im just gunna say that i am going to do the best of my abilities. and i cannot make any promises to anyone because i have phobias of not accomplishing them. and to those of whom it may concern, i know you might get angry at me when i say that i have one last performance coming up still... performing with fadfaction for junyuan's teacher's day concert. but i know for a fact that i will no be that active in the process of choreographing and coming up with the routine. i will only be involved in learning the steps and performing. so i guess it does not eat up too much study time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just have a few things to say to some people. so that the next time you come to my blog and i'm still on hiatus, you can read what i wrote for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sulaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the hairy dude who has gone through alot in his 16 years. man, i really admire your courage and your strength. i know that you cant be strong 24/7 because sometimes heroes have to fall too. but just know that whenever you need anything. ANYTHING at all, you can come to me and i will help you as much as i can. because i know that you've always been there for me as a friend and as a brother. even offered to let me stay at your house if anything ever happens. and i think you're the only friend of mine that knows all about my family nonsense and stuff. thank you for being understanding and being so acceptive of who i am. i still cant believe i used to see you as an overgrown hairy boy who retained 2 years. hahah!! and all the best for your Os. let's do this together man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kamil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dude, untah! thanks, for picking me to form fadfaction least year... i never knew that anyone would have picked me to form any crew because i had only danced for a few months. but you saw my potential. you are a genuinly nice person, open minded and caring. always offering to help me even if it means stretching your limits. thanks for all the help and guide you've given me through dance. i know i might not have been the best crew mate but you tolerated my nonsense and it means alot to me. LOL i still remember the day the both of us went out and got lost at some weird place and ended up at toa payoh. hahahaha the best inside jokes still come from you. i wish you all the best in your new school. i hope you have as much fun as possible there and make lotsa new friends. all the best for suntec dance too! i will definitely be there with my pompoms! NINE~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;natiara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kacang nat! hey dudette! just wanna let you know that it's been a blast having you as a crew mate and as a sister. you were always concerned about me and i remember how we share our feelings and talk about so&amp;amp;so, and so&amp;amp;so... you'd always offer to buy a drink when we all are dying after practice. you'd always wanna push me to do better and to push myself to my limit and be the best dancer. i know that the things you say may not be the nicest but you always have good intentions. thaks for being there for me and i remember the first time i ever broke down in front of you guys while preparing for PULSE... hahaha thanks for all your compassion. I LOVE YOU KACANG NAT!! =B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;farid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fard! arid! i know you've not been around all the time lately. but i always have very fond memories of when we hang out and during practices. you'd make me laugh till i cry. and you opened up to us within the first day. you and your funny faces and you weird actions, they never fail to make me smile. i know we might not be able to meet up too often but i just want to wish you all the best. and if you ever need help, you can come look for me. because i have been through what you're going through now... hahah we're both from the normal stream, so i'd understand. keep smiling and to all of us, you'll still be the original budak kecik. our little bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;louis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the small red boy! i know that our friendship is good 90% of the time only. but you will always be the kid whom i always wanted to offer help to. i know that things may not always go your way but one thing's for sure. everything will somehow or another fall right into place for you and you will definitely live a happy life and a successful one. all you have to control is your mindset. thanks for all the best memories, dancing with you since you were a little kid (hahah which was just last year)... i wish you all the best dude!! see you around in schoooool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nazri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WEIRD FACTION!!! nazri, i've seen you grow up from when you were a tiny little kid with a head full of gel! HAHAHA the BEST memories. you were tittled the dance god because of they way you stood and the way you spoke. it's always been fun dancing with you! you'd do and say things that are so funny but you'll find them normal. and i'd just laugh at that! you know that you're a sick dancer and i know you will succeed in the future! thanks for talking to me on the phone late at night when we both are bored. talking about suntec airport. HAHAHAH funniest iside joke man! *weird faction epic fail high-5*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;greg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the go-to-guy! i want to thank you, greg, for helping me understand stuff and making things clearer for me all the time. whether its about school, or admission into schools, or dance, or (most importantly) other stuff. thanks dude! for helping out the crew with anything and everything aesthetics-related, you're really best at what you do... never fail to amaze me each time man! i really wish you the best life ahead. you're strong, i know... you've been through quite alot and im pretty damn sure you'll go be able to get through anything that crosses your path. black and caveman on the outside but strong and childish on the inside. HAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;liyana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eyy stussy yan! i miss you tau! HAHAHAHA! i miss the times we'd do really weird things doing practice, like make music with our laps and palms and do really weird actions. i miss how i used to dance to your ring tone (fake tales of sanfransisco) whenever it rang! i loved the beat! HAHAHAH! and i have not forgotten that you're supposed to help me bleach my hair after Os!!! dont forget uh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;asyraff&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyy!! the silent killer!! i still remember the first battle-mania we had, you totally waacked yourself up to victory!! never knew you were that good la! anyways, ALL THE BEST FOR Os!! we're both sec 5 now. i know EXACTLY how tiring it is to be in a school for FIVE YEARS! its annoying. hahahaha! cant wait to dance with you again! hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shikin&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN! shikin shaken! you are quiet but definitely not boring! HAHAHA! always staring at me during practice and when i look at your, you'd laugh... wonder what's going on in your mind!!! HAHAHA! anyways, youre a great dancer! keep dancing and keep the passion alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nazielah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yay!! "saa-turl-deh" OMG i havent hung out with you lately and i really miss you. i hope everything goes well for you... good luck with your studies and your so&amp;amp;so ahem ahem... hahaha!! thanks for being there for me and having me share my stories and gossip and so much more. thanks for being so acceptive and for being such a good friend. see you in school!!! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;small in size but loud sometimes! hahaha nina i think that youre actually a very good dancer. you are VERY versatile! you're good at ballet, jazz, hiphop, waacking and everything! you will definitely be a good dancer in the future. i wish you all the best and i know that not everything has been going your way lately but they definitely will, its only a matter of time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KANGSTER! SINGAPORE SIAO CHA BOR! hahahah! youre high 90% of the time! i am actually happy to see you be able to be who you are around us. but dont let small things get to you so easily. you must stay happy always. because happy is who you are. all the best in dance and everything that comes your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jovin&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIO-BIN! youre one of those who have been dancing with me ever since i started! it has always been a blast dancing with you! always so acceptive and caring. and always smiling. lotsa fond memories with you and NFH and R2C and RSC and MDC. wow you've really been dancing with me for very long lor! (ahahah you just onlined! what a coincidence!) ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR Os!!! DONT FORGET after Os, we must go for hiphop course at O school! must start to save up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lionel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chin clan! definitely! happy ah beng! dude! you're DEFINITELY a good popper man! i miss the time we conquered one whole row at the LAN shop and played L4D. we made lotsa noise man! cant wait to do it with you guys again! anyways, i wish you all the best, its always nice conversations with you. talking about life. talking about dance. you're a very mature kid. thanks for accepting me for who i am. AND YOU ARE THE BEST POPPER IN OUR SCHOOL NOW! go for it lionel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;muhamad rasyad! it's always been nice talking to you. creating stories about how you were born hahaha! talking about how black you are! but you know im just kidding. hahaha! i love how we always talk about that something we have in common. and YAY your school is going to end soon! no more foundation year! its where the fun begins! all the best and i hope to collaborate with you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ffdc &amp;amp; fresh fix&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS of memories, watching you guys dance, and dancing together at airport... its really sad though, our secret spot is gone now.. cant go back there anymore. i hope one day we can organize a gathering and we go hang out there... all the best everyon and hope to see you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nginan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;woon an an! my best friend since sec one! i know we rarely hang out lately. all the best for your Os!! lets push each other to do well! and i hope you dont skip school so often anymore! when you're not there, theres no one to sit beside me in class lor! so lonely. haha! see you soon k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;julian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;JizzyJulian! dunno why i wanna put your name here leh.. hahah! you always never fail to make me laugh! okay la, sometimes you try to be funy but youre not funny. but at the same time i'll also try to be funny but im not funny then we will laugh at how we are not funny and it will turn funny. hahah! i didnt tell you this but sometimes i'm feeling kinda down and i talk to you and you can make me laugh. =D all the best in bboying! and i know i still owe you a few things! haha a webcam, teach you hiphop, teach you how to spike hair and teach you how to draw. HAHAH see you in school and more often sessions aite! must teach me some bboy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;georgina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HEY G! hahahaha indonesian girl lor. damn cui lor. the first thing i EVER said to you was "are you indonesian?" HHAHAH! when we were in the same art class last year, i never thought that we'd be this close as friends. it's always been fun talking to you about the most random things, you even bought hamsters once because of a topic we were talking about. thanks for being concerned about me and my studies. and for always offering help. for my art, or for my homework or for anything. and i hope you have fun in your new school!! foundation year will definitely be a drag. but i know you'll have a blast! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hello everyone! dont miss me! HAHAH! i know i'll be away but keep the tags coming, cos i'll still come back here and check up on you guys! tell me about how life's going and stuff! i wanna know! DONT WORRY, I STILL HAVE MY CELL PHONE! text me and check up on me! hahah! and push me to study hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so thats it i guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL k before i go, i wanna share this dance video! the first time i watched it was like a year ago? and i am still amazed at how sharp their actions can be. its a totaly different style of dance that i usually see and i am really loving it. I LOVE THE FANNY PACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIbx56_26RM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIbx56_26RM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/557555797939883544-509676766612641375?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/509676766612641375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=509676766612641375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/509676766612641375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/509676766612641375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-i-guess-this-is-my-last-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnUEyeCbfvI/AAAAAAAABb0/jc0iZUrEDTQ/s72-c/6448_130401125311_753590311_3182-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6371808892957436711</id><published>2009-07-30T08:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:11:44.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am going on hiatus REAL SOOON! and i mean REAL soon. this MIGHT be my last post before going on hiatus! so i'll try to make it worthwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gunna remove my computer cables and ask my parents to keep them away from me. hahah serious shit. and i need you guys to text me once in a while and ask if i have studied... hahaha!! i doubt i will do it myself. i will force myself as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prelims are here and i am so worried for myself. i think i will flunk my prelims. everyone says that prelims are always so much more difficult than the actual Os. i hope it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gunna have to take my mind off everything fun (except baby) (hee) from now on. no TV no computer no shopping D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i am already running out of things to say!! my last paragraph was typed at 8.45am and it is now 10.24am. i guess i'll just end it here... hahaha maybe upload some photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have lots more on my facebook http://www.facebook.com/bryan.fad.ass?ref=profile&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFnFg8OjI/AAAAAAAABbk/QOrNx6LdPv8/s1600-h/n1016985854_30054046_3861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFnFg8OjI/AAAAAAAABbk/QOrNx6LdPv8/s400/n1016985854_30054046_3861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074800228350514" border="0" /&gt;look how long my hair used to be! i think this was last year... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFmprpWAI/AAAAAAAABbc/3tvWTn7ivkk/s1600-h/DSC02591-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFmprpWAI/AAAAAAAABbc/3tvWTn7ivkk/s400/DSC02591-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074792757057538" border="0" /&gt;hello naziela we are blue aliens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFmWO22HI/AAAAAAAABbU/g67SY5aL6S4/s1600-h/5808_127677725311_753590311_3143478_6029323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFmWO22HI/AAAAAAAABbU/g67SY5aL6S4/s400/5808_127677725311_753590311_3143478_6029323_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074787536033906" border="0" /&gt;after da sho case, looking rather shagged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFmCVLsQI/AAAAAAAABbM/k2U_wGiPPkE/s1600-h/5808_127634630311_753590311_3141981_7266502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFmCVLsQI/AAAAAAAABbM/k2U_wGiPPkE/s400/5808_127634630311_753590311_3141981_7266502_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074782193856770" border="0" /&gt;before da sho case, looking rather energized&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFlsBy8zI/AAAAAAAABbE/KI0dXmAviAs/s1600-h/5808_127634355311_753590311_3141938_7322220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFlsBy8zI/AAAAAAAABbE/KI0dXmAviAs/s400/5808_127634355311_753590311_3141938_7322220_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074776206963506" border="0" /&gt;hello khairul ashraf primary school. HAHAH! =D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/557555797939883544-6371808892957436711?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6371808892957436711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6371808892957436711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6371808892957436711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6371808892957436711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-going-on-hiatus-real-sooon-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SnEFnFg8OjI/AAAAAAAABbk/QOrNx6LdPv8/s72-c/n1016985854_30054046_3861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7434966680230689724</id><published>2009-07-26T23:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:18:22.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SmyA3yWIVEI/AAAAAAAABa8/CSoHpjo2Ihs/s1600-h/5448_109025466035_676721035_2648828_7585465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SmyA3yWIVEI/AAAAAAAABa8/CSoHpjo2Ihs/s400/5448_109025466035_676721035_2648828_7585465_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362802952187171906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pose in this photo is SO not me. but i like the photo. like my shirt? i spray painted it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was da' sho case dance competition! fad faction and ffdc collaborated to form fresh fix and we clinched third placing! =D i guess all the late night practices and irregular meals paid off! i loved working with you guys and i already miss you all. hahah =D cant wait to meet up and disturb mia hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to fhunkie stylers for clinching FIRST! and fantastic remix SECOND! and then comes FRESH FISH! =DD lelong lelong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and today we celebrated hana's belated birthday. im glad she enjoyed herself and it was a pretty fun time! =D happy birthday hana, we love you! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry baby i cant spend so much time. i know you understand. it means the whole world that you do. i really miss you. alot. even though we meet everyday. i still miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yJimwOOabpw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yJimwOOabpw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7434966680230689724?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7434966680230689724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7434966680230689724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7434966680230689724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7434966680230689724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-da-sho-case-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SmyA3yWIVEI/AAAAAAAABa8/CSoHpjo2Ihs/s72-c/5448_109025466035_676721035_2648828_7585465_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1869616902155331417</id><published>2009-07-19T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:24:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was day out with hana, sulaiman and greg. it was real good. it was mentally relaxing and refreshing. something different for the week. for the past few weeks as a matter of fact. so many awesome things which i cant afford. currently so damn broke. not even a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there was this one toy shop at MS. they were selling this robotic pet dinosaur. it was extremely adorable! it will actually react to you! at first i saw it from afar, and i thought "oooh a moving toy!" then i went up to it and started to touch and pat it... and then i realized that it was actually reacting to me! i was touching it on the head and it started leaning towards me as if he wants me to pat his head some more... can even carry it! it has sensors at certain parts of the body that detects human touch. even a camera between it's eyes to detect heat and owners and strangers! it actually behaves exactly like a puppy. but it costs about $700. i feel like getting it. HAHAHA!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, baby wants me to sleep soon so i'll stop here. I MISS YOU! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1869616902155331417?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1869616902155331417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1869616902155331417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1869616902155331417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1869616902155331417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-day-out-with-hana-sulaiman.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8559456498495486593</id><published>2009-07-19T08:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:25:11.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world. i want a pair of red patent supra skytops. i've been wanting it since the time i saw lil wayne wearing them performing at the VMAs. he changed into 3 different supra skytops in just one night. that rich bastard. but i really want the red patent ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8559456498495486593?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8559456498495486593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8559456498495486593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8559456498495486593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8559456498495486593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1677218959445551030</id><published>2009-07-19T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:36:58.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the tiredness is overlapping as the days go by. so annoying... its as if there's not enough rest in the whole world to totally revitalize my energy gauge. but nevertheless, i still try my best to catch up on rest. as much as possible. honestly, i dont even remember the last time i had a proper meal at a proper time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait for tomorrow, sunday. will be going out with sulaiman and hana. just to chill (and homework) (hopefully) and take my mind off things for a while... finally, i day whereby i can just relax and rest my body... hopefully enough to ease off the muscle pains and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a total different and happy note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NATIARA NATALIA TAN! sorry we couldnt celebrate on your birthday!!! and sorry i didnt wish you officially... but thanks nat, for everything. for advices on studies. for accepting me for who i am. for dance. for being such a good sister. and yes, you are a special part of me. may you have the happiest birthdayand many many more happy birthdays. and oh, i think you should try perm your hair. HAHAHA! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also happy birthday to HASANNAH! also known as HANA!!! wow hana, i think sulaiman is really super very lucky to have you as a 'guardian angel'. youre sincelerely generous, so kind hearted and self-less. thanks for all the help you've given and the advice for studies. and for caring for me. i wish you the best of luck. and i wish you all the strength and girl power to pull through the tough time youre going through now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and hello to baby! i miss you and i cant wait to have you in my arms again. nothing beats making you feel loved. nothing beats knowing that the person that you love loves you back just the same. i love you my little pumpkin butt. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1677218959445551030?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1677218959445551030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1677218959445551030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1677218959445551030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1677218959445551030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tiredness-is-overlapping-as-days-go-by.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8112022197149816797</id><published>2009-07-18T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:26:35.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bryzilla is busy as hell. exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. i promise i will learn to juggle. i promise that you will get more of my attention. i promise to be a better boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8112022197149816797?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8112022197149816797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8112022197149816797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8112022197149816797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8112022197149816797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5911495869612256776</id><published>2009-07-13T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:30:12.096+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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbHS7FKiI/AAAAAAAABas/xMJXo_AYUvo/s1600-h/6208_118028100311_753590311_2956382_4758789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbHS7FKiI/AAAAAAAABas/xMJXo_AYUvo/s400/6208_118028100311_753590311_2956382_4758789_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357765256351656482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbHlwRa1I/AAAAAAAABa0/leTji_0H4b8/s1600-h/6208_120201820311_753590311_3002132_7813206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbHlwRa1I/AAAAAAAABa0/leTji_0H4b8/s400/6208_120201820311_753590311_3002132_7813206_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357765261406595922" border="0" /&gt;izzy breezy!! =D &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbGQEqPXI/AAAAAAAABak/ioJA1L53IkY/s1600-h/6208_118028095311_753590311_2956381_3859813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbGQEqPXI/AAAAAAAABak/ioJA1L53IkY/s400/6208_118028095311_753590311_2956381_3859813_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357765238406659442" border="0" /&gt;ella ella eh eh&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbGCiGjZI/AAAAAAAABac/IPyDijmc-6Y/s1600-h/6208_118021830311_753590311_2956244_3446345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbGCiGjZI/AAAAAAAABac/IPyDijmc-6Y/s400/6208_118021830311_753590311_2956244_3446345_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357765234772053394" border="0" /&gt;khairul ashraf primary school&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbFnOBZ2I/AAAAAAAABaU/8eXI4Q4eFUs/s1600-h/6208_118021740311_753590311_2956228_5026295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbFnOBZ2I/AAAAAAAABaU/8eXI4Q4eFUs/s400/6208_118021740311_753590311_2956228_5026295_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357765227440072546" border="0" /&gt;pinch face meets smiling matrep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;photos from lah de fuse dance comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after fadfaction battle-mania, i feel that i've not improved at all... i seriously needa do something about that... DDD= maybe i should work on leveling up instead of wasting my time chillaxing and catching up on rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to school today.. having headaches and random dizzy spells. since yesterday... ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby. and i have a craving for nasi lemak. and rasyad isnt helping at all. please, if youre eating nasi lemak right now, DO NOT TELL ME. cos i have a craving for the nasi lemak rice and the fried chicken. bby must treat my nasi lemak today ok... =DDD &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5911495869612256776?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5911495869612256776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5911495869612256776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5911495869612256776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5911495869612256776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-fadfaction-battle-mania-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SlqbHS7FKiI/AAAAAAAABas/xMJXo_AYUvo/s72-c/6208_118028100311_753590311_2956382_4758789_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5308539786694019393</id><published>2009-07-12T08:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:05:44.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay la update la... hehehe hi bby i am updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a fun filled day! had fadfaction inter-crew battle. had fun with my buddy GREG!!!! we clinched 3 place in the duo battle. but for the singles battle, i lost in the first round... guess its because im not single... =D HAHA ok bryan, not funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a total random note, i watched martin yan's cooking show one morning and i have only one thing to say... dude, you need to relax a little man... seriously man, he's like "and you cut here and you cut here and you cut here and you cut here and you cut here and you cut here" "BOOM!" "BAM!" "WOOOOSH" "FISHBOOB" i watch his show and anticipate a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the topic... HAHAHA yesterday was also submition of fad homework... for fad homework, every faddie needs to make a choreography and showcase it. BUT i didnt do mine AT ALL because i didnt have enough time for the past few weeks. so i did mine on the spot. like 15 minutes before showcasing it.. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still it was really fun and i guess everyone had fun too. including rush, zul and haziqah who came down to watch us... piggy back rides and jumping around... =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the homework showcase and battle-mania. we headed to airport with ffdc and had practice for MDIS... everyone was asleep inside the bus! except rush who was mixing songs. hahaha hi vulpix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice ended at around 9pm... then we headed off. after that, went to kamils house to chill... its been a long time since we've done it. sulaiman and me used to do it quite often. but this time nina joined us! =DD we went to order take away from KFC and ate at kamil's house... watched spongebob squarepants and left for home at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a suoper long day but it was filled with fun. debating about pokemon and trying to decide who is which pokemon... so currently it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - ditto&lt;br /&gt;rush - vulpix&lt;br /&gt;kamil - gyarados&lt;br /&gt;sulaiman - ratatta&lt;br /&gt;haziqah - jynx&lt;br /&gt;arman - snorlax&lt;br /&gt;mia- goldeen&lt;br /&gt;khai - mew&lt;br /&gt;greg - mew2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haziera should be meouth (bastard siaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;yayat should be mime (he rarely talks plus he's really skinny)&lt;br /&gt;zul should be pikachu (always loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah fresh fix ftw LIKE MY BACKGROUND?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;bby you sneeze cos your nose dusty la&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5308539786694019393?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5308539786694019393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5308539786694019393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5308539786694019393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5308539786694019393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-la-update-la.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7878228010013711759</id><published>2009-07-06T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:30:03.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun as hell! had a FFDC/fadfaction gathering at sentosa. and celebrated khai, rush and haz's birthday. i hope you all like the presents i got you! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun just running/sitting around on the beach. having not to think about problems. it was as if my life was a movie. imagine fadfaction + ffdc + dog n bone = small cuts + flying children + damaged frisbee + consumed sand... it was shit load of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the rain kinda spoilt it. spend 60% of the day waiting under shelters. and making fools of ourselves... i want more of these gatherings!! but i was so bummed out that sulaiman couldnt come. felt kinda different. dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and sorry to naziela who waited 2 hours for us at the train station. really really sorry! i shouldnt have told you to wait there... but if i told you to come over, you'd be all wet... i dunno!!! but im really sorry. i'll make it up to you.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;glad you liked it&lt;br /&gt;went to so many different places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to telling you how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;im just speechless&lt;br /&gt;like, i dont even know what to type right now&lt;br /&gt;i cant even say "i love you" enough times to show you&lt;br /&gt; how much i really mean it&lt;br /&gt;well you know how it feels right?&lt;br /&gt;after i send you off&lt;br /&gt;i felt half full&lt;br /&gt;it's always like that&lt;br /&gt;i will only feel complete when youre around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7878228010013711759?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7878228010013711759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7878228010013711759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7878228010013711759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7878228010013711759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-fun-as-hell-had.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4863793265508622112</id><published>2009-07-05T08:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:30:12.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just when i thought i wouldnt be too busy anymore... more events coming up. so repetitive. but i am definitely having fun! too much maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not felt excited for a gathering in a long time! woo ffdc/fadfaction/sentosa here i come! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i must be crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;starting to miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;immediately after parting/sending you off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wonder if you feel the same way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i bet you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i bet you wonder if i feel the same way too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;we got telepathy power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;today is our one month anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;so far, it's been nothing but magical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and i cant wait to spend more time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;youre so special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;my tears-of-joy wont even be able to express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;it's always like this whenever i think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i start to tear up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;people might think its crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;but what i feel towards you only matters to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;so, happy one month pumpkin butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*lick*&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/557555797939883544-4863793265508622112?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4863793265508622112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4863793265508622112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4863793265508622112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4863793265508622112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-when-i-thought-i-wouldnt-be-too.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8095852931992453229</id><published>2009-07-03T07:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:21:05.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEPPI-BIRD-DEH to rush and khairul from FFDC!!! never did i think that we, fad faction, would be THIS close to ffdc! we're more than just friends if you know what i mean. HAHAHAHA! =DD but anyways, to rush and khairul... i hope you guys have the best days of your lives by far. and many many many more heppi-bird-dehs as each one just gets better. keep dancing and rock the stage!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, cant wait to have gathering with ffdc this coming sundayyyyyyy!! oh and to georgina, we MUST hang out as soon as possible. the other day was nothing! so much to catch up on. so much stuff to shop for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and finally, i think i can safely say that i am sorta taking a break from dance nowwww! though there are still some performances. those are minor and won't take up too much study time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am not going to school, im having such a bad headache. since last night.. my eyebrows are frowning naturally because of the headache. and i get dizzy spells every now and then.... should have listened to bby and taken meds last night. but they were too far away from where i was situated... in other words, my lazy ass just wont budge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bby i miss you&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to meet again&lt;br /&gt;you make my non-existant dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;never would i have dreamt of anyone this way&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad that is was you&lt;br /&gt;before you, i was merely living life&lt;br /&gt;now that i have you&lt;br /&gt;i am close to perfection&lt;br /&gt;omg sounds so cheesy&lt;br /&gt;ala, you know i know we know&lt;br /&gt;how much we love each other&lt;br /&gt;dont need to say one&lt;br /&gt;cos we complete each other's sentences&lt;br /&gt;kan?&lt;br /&gt;ily&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/557555797939883544-8095852931992453229?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8095852931992453229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8095852931992453229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8095852931992453229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8095852931992453229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/07/heppi-bird-deh-to-rush-and-khairul-from.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7827754969823179676</id><published>2009-06-30T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:42:44.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school was a bummer. facing the same old people. same old attitude. same old classroom. im getting tired of it. people in my class hate me. long and draggy hours of studying. forcing myself to pay attention. seems life was recorded by a high speed camera and it is being played now 10000 times slower. studying sucks balls. but its an obligation. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bby, im worried. you okay? please turn on your phone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7827754969823179676?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7827754969823179676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7827754969823179676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7827754969823179676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7827754969823179676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-of-school-was-bummer.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-408016568106209994</id><published>2009-06-28T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:11:33.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got my hair cuttttttted!!!! my hairstyle is gone! its back to my school hairstyle, mowhauk... i dont even wanna bother about my hair anymore. i just said "cut everything short and slope behind". i dont wanna get caught for my hair and sit there like an idiot waiting to get it cut by school barber and waste lesson time. the school should know better than resort to such retarded solutions. at least put in a little effort and think of something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today's AYG performance was a disappointment... the stage was literally 10 times smaller than expected. you could walk from one end to the other within 3 seconds. it was so pathetic, we didnt even dance on the stage. and we got wrong information, thinking that it will be aired all over asia. but actually it will only be aired on local television. on the news, i think... eww... who watched the news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so sad right now... right at this moment as i am typing away at my computer, the big groove is happening at the expo. I WANTED TO GO FOR SUCH A LONG TIME! AND SINCE THEN TILL TODAY I DID NOT HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY THE TICKETS! being broke sucks balls. im so depressed right now. lets just pretend that there's no such thing as TBG... lets pretend that it will only come when i DO have the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, yesterday was lah de fuse dance competition. and we were there to support our good friends FFDC and i am SOOOOO happy for them because they achievedTHIRD PLACINGGGGG!!! they really improved A WHOLE LOT. cereally... they really deserve their placing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys worked so hard and it really did pay off in the end. what izzy said totally came through. prove to people not through your words but through your results, through your dance. CONGRATULATIONS guysssss!!!! so happy for you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY this is my last post before school officially starts. my whole school holiday was jam packed with stuff. and i didnt even realize how packed my holidays were until it ended... didnt get to hang out much with people i wanted to... but oh well. endurance... the day will come... soon enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-408016568106209994?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/408016568106209994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=408016568106209994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/408016568106209994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/408016568106209994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-got-my-hair-cuttttttted-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8870381228253298916</id><published>2009-06-26T22:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:38:02.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos from thurday's random picnic date with dancers. hahaha captions on the bottom of each photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTdDkCb0sI/AAAAAAAABaM/M2MmPnnb2NQ/s1600-h/bry+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTdDkCb0sI/AAAAAAAABaM/M2MmPnnb2NQ/s400/bry+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351645310506226370" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-xbrGSI/AAAAAAAABZ8/6tr_EOoHLDE/s1600-h/bry+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-xbrGSI/AAAAAAAABZ8/6tr_EOoHLDE/s400/bry+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641929667516706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao shi is posing with the dustbin!! =DD she enjoys it very much!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTa3oIOAJI/AAAAAAAABaE/qOiB6J0-Hwo/s1600-h/bry+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTa3oIOAJI/AAAAAAAABaE/qOiB6J0-Hwo/s400/bry+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351642906422542482" border="0" /&gt;sulaiman and louis are in a nice position.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-ns6FII/AAAAAAAABZ0/wXuKs3clslY/s1600-h/bry+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-ns6FII/AAAAAAAABZ0/wXuKs3clslY/s400/bry+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641927055447170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-bKYYlI/AAAAAAAABZs/ZCOtzyoW1sg/s1600-h/bry+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-bKYYlI/AAAAAAAABZs/ZCOtzyoW1sg/s400/bry+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641923689407058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shikin got nice hair. haha! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-dDHaSI/AAAAAAAABZk/Q1360COsdhM/s1600-h/bry+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ-dDHaSI/AAAAAAAABZk/Q1360COsdhM/s400/bry+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641924195805474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ7vz-fHI/AAAAAAAABZc/wVHos4aqKGI/s1600-h/bry+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZ7vz-fHI/AAAAAAAABZc/wVHos4aqKGI/s400/bry+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641877692972146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao shi trying to act sexy. she enjoys it. hahaha! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZch0mzgI/AAAAAAAABZU/jhK1CTBhe8U/s1600-h/bry+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZch0mzgI/AAAAAAAABZU/jhK1CTBhe8U/s400/bry+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641341361573378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis pang pang. ever so smiley. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZcuIVWtI/AAAAAAAABZM/n-XDY7-jbHM/s1600-h/bry+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZcuIVWtI/AAAAAAAABZM/n-XDY7-jbHM/s400/bry+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641344665541330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debz and vinz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZcZ3_nFI/AAAAAAAABZE/JEZSe9wxaXA/s1600-h/bry+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZcZ3_nFI/AAAAAAAABZE/JEZSe9wxaXA/s400/bry+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641339228298322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZcOWF_VI/AAAAAAAABY8/llI0gQxDDJs/s1600-h/bry+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTZcOWF_VI/AAAAAAAABY8/llI0gQxDDJs/s400/bry+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351641336133320018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;omfg cant get through to your phone!! please text me once your reach home! D= i miss you so bad DDDDDDDDDDDDDD=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8870381228253298916?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8870381228253298916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8870381228253298916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8870381228253298916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8870381228253298916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/photos-from-thurdays-random-picnic-date.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SkTdDkCb0sI/AAAAAAAABaM/M2MmPnnb2NQ/s72-c/bry+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4578228257554849221</id><published>2009-06-26T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:52:11.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday at modern dance i was getting jacked like mad by theresa and sulaiman! so emarassing!! everyone was laughing at me! HAHAHAHA! but it was fun la! looks like more people than i thought actually read my blog. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, AYG is in 2 days. kinda excited for 2 reasons. IM GUNNA BE ON TV! TEE VEE! and also, FINALLY i can scratch off one thing in my list. 3 items have been taken off my list already. the drama play, the 1st august performance, and today's performance at westmall. all cancelled/postponed! (hopefully) YAY looking forward to intensive studying. seriously, i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants to have extended holidays. why???? you all wanna fail your exams?? what the hill. thank god they wont extend the holidays... i really need teachers at this point. i cant do anything myself. DD=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dont think i can meet baby today. DDDDDDDD= unless i go down now and pick you up and send you home. =DDDDD but i dunno, malas uh... i miss you baby! i will see you on SAAD-TURL-DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4578228257554849221?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4578228257554849221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4578228257554849221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4578228257554849221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4578228257554849221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-at-modern-dance-i-was-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8856089096125750825</id><published>2009-06-24T08:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:38:01.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had the most random dream ever. i do not know what happened exactly, but i knew i was accompanying a friend, she was selling stickers door to door. then there was a chinese woman, and my friend was having difficulty speaking mandarin. so i helped and the next thing i knew, i was trying to convince a middle aged woman to buy 3d stickers that "pok chu lai" which means "pop up" and then i didnt know what happened next, i woke up and baby came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super random. i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, sorry baby i'm not following you later. too tired uh. it's been way too long since i've slept in my mornings. i just wanna lay down on bed after waking up. and just act like a stone. till i fall back to sleep. its been ages since i've done that. hahaha! okay i love you baby. and i know i just sent you home last night, but i miss you already. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and please stop complaining about me sending you home too often! i love doing it! next time it's your turn to send me home. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8856089096125750825?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8856089096125750825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8856089096125750825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8856089096125750825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8856089096125750825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-had-most-random-dream-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8694586665284026163</id><published>2009-06-22T07:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:43:04.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*jumps arounds and waves hands in the air* happy happy! baby is back! welcome baaackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! i missed you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my left eye hurts. i do not know why. it was since yesterday. it keeps tearing up too. it was red yesterday but not anymore. and my jaw hurts too. whenever i open my mouth wide, it hurts. its been hurting for quite some time already. must eat really slowly... D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8694586665284026163?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8694586665284026163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8694586665284026163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8694586665284026163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8694586665284026163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/jumps-arounds-and-waves-hands-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3803897352308344404</id><published>2009-06-19T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:07:50.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby is leaving the country for a while D= but somehow i can still feel your presence. it lingers. it stays with me wherever i go. but i'm gunna miss everything about you. your hair, your nose, your magical healing lips, the way you hide inside my tummy (HAHAHHA!), the way you nibble my ear and makes me feel so weak, the way you try to find my ticklish spots, the way you tell me to tahan the ticklish feeling. omg my blog turning into porn. HAHA ok stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care in malaysia and dont turn black! =D it's really painful, having part of me ripped of for a few days. but it keeps me looking forward to the day you're back, it makes me miss you even more, it makes my feelings towards you grow like my grandmother's toenails. HAHAH ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was have fun day with modern dancers and theresa! we went to marina barage for picnic! performed and lipsynced for some bangla and foreigners. hahah! after that, went for a movie. I CANT BELIEVE I WATCHED HANNA MONTANNA! thanks theresa for the movie though! it was surprisingly nice. story line was cliche though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3803897352308344404?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3803897352308344404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3803897352308344404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3803897352308344404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3803897352308344404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-is-leaving-country-for-while-d-but.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3018692652121271195</id><published>2009-06-19T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:48:36.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE: this post has been edited. kamil tagged me to do this quizz so i copied and pasted. duh.. but there were some mistakes in the process and they have been amended hahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Besides lips, where is your favourite spot to get kiss ?&lt;br /&gt;baby likes to nibble my ears and it turns me on. hahahahhahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you feel when you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to wake baby up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you took photo with?&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;dont think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a bestfriend who was the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;nginan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;yuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does the last message say?&lt;br /&gt;"Baby. Love u! Good nite! Mxuah wake me up at 8. thanks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What time you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;dont remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the t-shirt that you're wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;got it from canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 10 people tagged to do this quiz (those who has done it already, nvm la. i tag for fun =p) :&lt;br /&gt;1. baby&lt;br /&gt;2. naziela&lt;br /&gt;3. Sulaiman&lt;br /&gt;4. Natiara&lt;br /&gt;5. Farid&lt;br /&gt;6. Louis&lt;br /&gt;7. Nazri&lt;br /&gt;8. Fee&lt;br /&gt;9. Arman.&lt;br /&gt;10. Rasyad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who is 2 having relationship with ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nazie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah no one la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is 3 male or female ? &lt;b&gt;Sulaiman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If 3 &amp;amp; 5 get together, would it be a good thing ? &lt;b&gt;Sulaiman &amp;amp; Farid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha cute sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is 1 studying about ? &lt;b&gt;baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah secondary school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When was the last time you had a chat with 5 ? &lt;b&gt;Farid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite some time. I MISS FARID HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is 4 single ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natiara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Say something about 2 . &lt;b&gt;naziela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you think about 3 &amp;amp; 6 being together ? &lt;b&gt;Sulaiman &amp;amp; Louis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulaiman 2 timer sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe 1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What will you do if 5 &amp;amp; 6 fight ? &lt;b&gt;Farid &amp;amp; Louis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i be referee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;26. Do you like 5? &lt;b&gt;Farid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! hahaha he is my younger bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;27. Who is 7 to you ? &lt;b&gt; Nazri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crewmate and good friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Is 7 &amp;amp; 2 enemy ? &lt;b&gt;Nazri &amp;amp; nazie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la! both nickname alse naz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;29. Do you love 10 ? &lt;b&gt;Rasyad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha yuh he's my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you do if 8 decided to commit suicide ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i will stop her, DUH! bodoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How long have you been friends with 9 ? &lt;b&gt;Arman.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes. HAHAHAHA! no la, i cant remember leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Say something random to them. &lt;b&gt;1 - 10.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUKU KOKO BUTTER! IF YOU'RE STRONG, YOU SPARKLE!&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/557555797939883544-3018692652121271195?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3018692652121271195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3018692652121271195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3018692652121271195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3018692652121271195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7388126296621977176</id><published>2009-06-16T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:27:03.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for yesterday baby. i really needed you there. y'know for that whole stressed-up breakdown thing at macs. thanks for everything. it's okay our plans we're canceled for today. it really is, i dont blame you. can't blame you for something that's out of your power right? we can still meet up on other days k. =D  i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7388126296621977176?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7388126296621977176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7388126296621977176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7388126296621977176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7388126296621977176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-for-yesterday-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4251375762141313554</id><published>2009-06-15T08:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:32:06.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, you're so not funny at all. and to think that you're older than me? maybe you retained for a reason. you've reached a new level of low. for your case, insulting a person's race isnt the best thing to do. trust me, there are so much more things wrong with you than there are with me. so why even bother trying to make up for the lack of brain capacity? whatever god that you pray to wanted you to be as stupid as you are now, so why go against your god's demands? seriously, stop putting up the act. fake people, everwhere nowadays. what a disgrace to mankind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4251375762141313554?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4251375762141313554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4251375762141313554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4251375762141313554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4251375762141313554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-youre-so-not-funny-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6147716456474586839</id><published>2009-06-14T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:57:56.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SjTlrxXTQGI/AAAAAAAABYY/qCrRIwZQwVU/s1600-h/4543_109029535311_753590311_2783813_41358_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SjTlrxXTQGI/AAAAAAAABYY/qCrRIwZQwVU/s400/4543_109029535311_753590311_2783813_41358_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347151197743824994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOOK AT SULAIMAN'S FACE!!! CRACKS ME UP ALL THE TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was really fun day! met up baby early morning =DDDDDDD and then went for session at airport terminal 3 basement. we've never sessioned there before but it was really nice for our first time. colder than expected. we shared venue with FFDC! they're a really really fun bunch. they really have lotsa fun during dance. really funny people too. they were having their own mini concert and the mirror was their audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to have more sessions like that soonnn... and hope more people will come down next time round! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to catch street festival dance competition thingy... it was good but i kinda expected more performances and more people to come... weather was better than expected though, good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to hang around cineleisure and stuff... lotsa cool stuff which i dont have money for at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow it's been a long time since i've updated my activities.... i usually just blog events, feelings and random blurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im done! super short post. DD= i'll find time to do longer ones soon k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6147716456474586839?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6147716456474586839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6147716456474586839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6147716456474586839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6147716456474586839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-at-sulaimans-face-cracks-me-up-all.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SjTlrxXTQGI/AAAAAAAABYY/qCrRIwZQwVU/s72-c/4543_109029535311_753590311_2783813_41358_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3071157027479600193</id><published>2009-06-11T19:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:16:20.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;why i dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started dancing last year for a chinese new year performance in school. and ever since then, i was hooked. i started out small and soon more opportunities came my way and my dance life started expanding. i've never turned back since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance is like an activity that i know i'll never got tired of. i used to play sports, different musical instruments, lotsa different hobbies. but nothing ever felt like what i feel when i dance. i feel like i am telling a story with the movements of my body. i can tell a story without saying a word. when i dance to a certain song, it becomes three dimensional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance is like nature. if you can walk, you can dance. even if you're wheelchair-bound, you can still dance. dance is something that i'll give up anything for. i am grateful to be able to dance. to be able to understand music and to be able to make music come to life. many people would give up everything they have to be able to do what i do. dance is an opportunity i would never let slip through my hands. i gave up so much for dance. not just my time... even my friends, my family, my leisure. dance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; my friend, my family, my leisure. everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not dance just because i like to dance. dance is my escape from all the problems i face. its my medium, my mouth and hands to portray a story. its my canvas to paint a picture on. its my oxygen, to provide me with life. dance is my facial features to express my emotions. dance is my writing pad to write a fantasy story for only myself. dance is the reason i wake up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i dance. i am always looking forward to learning something new. i always believe that in dance, there is no ceiling. there is no best dancer in the world, because even the best dancer in the world has so much more waiting for him/her. as long as there's capacity in your brain, you've still not reached your peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love dance because dance does not look down on me. even if i am a lousy dancer. it still gives me a chance to improve. it gives everyone a chance. its up to you, whether you wanna take that chance or just leave it be. everything boils down to will power and passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single genre that i dance, i get a different feeling. i feel the music and adjust my movements to fit into the music. to groove along with the beat in total cohesion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up, i want to be a dance instructor. this way, i can spread the passion for dance. i want everyone to experience what i feel towards dance. i want everyone to have a reason for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks theresa. you have inspired me. unlike other instructors i know, you connect with your students. you are involved with them. when you spoke to us about why you love dance, you teared up and that really moved me. (not just moved, it pushed me) (haha kidding)  your passion for dance has rubbed onto me. PINOY POWERRRRRRR!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3071157027479600193?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3071157027479600193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3071157027479600193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3071157027479600193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3071157027479600193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-dance-i-start-ed-dancing-last.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3571238287743709346</id><published>2009-06-10T07:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:17:30.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've lost the blogging bug. my blog is dying a slow and painful death. i dont even count the hits anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i've got some updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be performing for AYG. stands for Asian Youth Games. modern dance with be dancing in the opening ceremony. or something like that. but this is so not the type of dance you all are thinking about. i know you all imagine the national day sort of dance where we all dress up as lobsters and sway our arms. but NO hahahaha we're doing our own routine with our own air time! FUUUUU! you will see us on TV on the 28th!!! in fact, everyone from around the world will! COOL UH! wow i hope we get discovered and flown to america to do a show. HAHAHA just kidding! i'm far from a good dancer still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i brag too much sia. and then now i bet you people are saying "tau tkpe!" "now then you know!" hahahah but yeah. i shouldnt be a braggart. sometimes i feel i talk too much also. haha oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i wonder what you're doing now.&lt;br /&gt;imy.&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/557555797939883544-3571238287743709346?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3571238287743709346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3571238287743709346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3571238287743709346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3571238287743709346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-lost-blogging-bug.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8883701424798508459</id><published>2009-06-09T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:18:20.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what the fuck is wrong with my computerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5Vy99toJlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5Vy99toJlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSbAJWSkOj4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSbAJWSkOj4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss youuuuuuuuuuuuu. day one.day one jer tau! DDD=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8883701424798508459?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8883701424798508459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8883701424798508459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8883701424798508459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8883701424798508459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-fuck-is-wrong-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1303978879818347577</id><published>2009-06-09T09:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:27:37.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEONE says i need to type longer posts. but i dont know what to type already!! i know you read through my whole archive and i used to type alot. but there are so many things i wanna type now that i cant. hahaha! =DD you know i know they dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. im so afraid that my studies are just going downhill. i need to do something about it but i dunno where to start. i wish my parents would get me a tutor. they probably think that i dont deserve the cost of a tutor or something. i think so too. i feel so hopeless right now. my dad told me that i cant make it already and that i should just go ITE. but i know that i am far from ITE and i wanna go to NAFA or poly! no offence to ITE students though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;you catch me when i fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;accept me flaws and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;i'm a host of imperfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;but you see past all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;im a peasant by some standards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;but in your eyes im king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;you see potential in all my flaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;and thats exactly what i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;i dont know why you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;but thats exactly why i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;wish you were here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;nowwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;gunna miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;so badlyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/557555797939883544-1303978879818347577?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1303978879818347577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1303978879818347577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1303978879818347577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1303978879818347577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/someone-says-i-need-to-type-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6474723842003609435</id><published>2009-06-07T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:48:16.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was my first practice with YCP. sulaiman and i were to help fill up some roles for their coming play. i was so damn nervous, really. but i got more comfortable after a while. after all, my lines were really short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun still. my life has been TOO TOO mundane for a long time. and this is something that can make it come alive. its something new, something i never expected coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats not the only thing either. now i've got something even greater than just a change in my life. the best thing that has ever happened to me by far. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i gotta go wash the toilet hahaha ew. and then read scripts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6474723842003609435?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6474723842003609435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6474723842003609435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6474723842003609435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6474723842003609435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-was-my-first-practice-with.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-362804406454034714</id><published>2009-06-05T07:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:07:03.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SihTZV88aHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/9L6VVXYabgs/s1600-h/bry+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SihTZV88aHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/9L6VVXYabgs/s400/bry+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343612652729690226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last night was the best night EVAR! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-362804406454034714?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/362804406454034714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=362804406454034714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/362804406454034714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/362804406454034714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-night-was-best-night-evar-3.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SihTZV88aHI/AAAAAAAABYQ/9L6VVXYabgs/s72-c/bry+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7641504781122748037</id><published>2009-06-03T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:23:11.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to go shopping. haha. like, seriously. like, i might die. like, seriously. like, this is irritating, like speaking like this. like, omg like, since when did i get so annoying. like, omg i always WAS this annoying wasnt i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7641504781122748037?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7641504781122748037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7641504781122748037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7641504781122748037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7641504781122748037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-to-go-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3643605010058635239</id><published>2009-06-01T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:48:17.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays have started. i am home doing nothing while almost everyone else is having mother tongue papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is good. it has been a terribly long time since i've done this. and by this i mean lying around at home doing nothing, watching TV, cooking for myself (and my sister)... stuff like that. it's a good break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess its been too good. i'm starting to get bored. you can already tell by the way i type my sentences. yes? yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing this post only managed to kill a few minutes of time... this sucks. i think i'm meeting kamil and sulaiman later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS we got third for BREATHE. i think that third is what we deserve. if they gave us any less or more, they lose credibility. so i guess i can say that i'm satisfied? but still nothing makes me more satisfied than spending time with them all. shahrul is starting to get really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with crew and theresa after breathe. talked about stuff and stuff... and then went to do a little shopping. hhahha i think i managed to prevent theresa from buying a $185 one of a kind small tiny little wallet thingy. hahahaha! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh hello, well obviously you have no idea what youre talking about. "wanna-be-like" "lack of natural essence unlike the other crews" well guess what, unlike the other 15 or so crews, we got third placing. me saying that you dont know what youre talking about isnt good enough huh? i guess the judges would agree with me too... well, enjoy your fake and boring life. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3643605010058635239?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3643605010058635239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3643605010058635239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3643605010058635239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3643605010058635239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays-have-started.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4684639106015352800</id><published>2009-05-31T08:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:15:11.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE ARE IN! got into the finals of BREATHE live it up without lighting up! and we were aired on 987fm too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finals are today outside plaza singapura at 4pm. PLEASE COME DOWN AND SUPPORT UH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4684639106015352800?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4684639106015352800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4684639106015352800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4684639106015352800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4684639106015352800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-are-in-got-into-finals-of-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8008638517119066024</id><published>2009-05-29T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:03:20.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sh_qFNUgy_I/AAAAAAAABYI/5qcjyr5KiNg/s1600-h/fad+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sh_qFNUgy_I/AAAAAAAABYI/5qcjyr5KiNg/s400/fad+logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341245058280639474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY, 30TH MAY 2009. &lt;br /&gt;OUTSIDE PLAZA SINGAPURA (doby ghaut mrt station)&lt;br /&gt;2PM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BREATHE 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come support fad faction. live it up without lighting it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8008638517119066024?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8008638517119066024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8008638517119066024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8008638517119066024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8008638517119066024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-30th-may-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sh_qFNUgy_I/AAAAAAAABYI/5qcjyr5KiNg/s72-c/fad+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7094868554526656694</id><published>2009-05-27T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:03:24.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so in love with my new song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, school can never be more stupid. 8 hours of mother tongue??? 8 hours of mother tongue and one hour of english... then what am i and the other non-mother tongue takers to do in school? we just stone there?! it was so fucking boring, i couldnt even fall asleep! once again, epic phail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i tried blasting music through my ipod and then suddenly i felt like everyone was looking at me, i lifted my head and everyone WAS looking at me. including the teacher. and i was stunned. i didnt know what was going on, then i removed my earpieces and the teacher was like "its too loud, everyone can hear it" in chinese. so embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywas, breathe is coming soon, i'll make a mini ad for it in my next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7094868554526656694?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7094868554526656694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7094868554526656694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7094868554526656694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7094868554526656694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-in-love-with-my-new-song-anyways.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1870503421434767805</id><published>2009-05-25T07:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:37:35.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nazri. i am proud of you for making that change. see, i told you it's possible. but it doesnt stop there. what you did was only the first step. just dont forget all that i've told you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are just cushions with arrows on them. thats the most we can do. cushion your falls and guide you to the right way. the rest is all up to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i dont need to type out everything i told you right... we'll keep it to ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, youre going the right way now, dont turn back. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1870503421434767805?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1870503421434767805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1870503421434767805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1870503421434767805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1870503421434767805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/nazri.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-2379189792056535316</id><published>2009-05-24T08:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:18:31.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was hella fun. we had a surprise birthday party for sulaiman. he had NO IDEA mann!!! do you know how difficult it was to keep it from you!!!! we had it 10 days AFTER your birthday. hope you enjoyed yourself. because ME AND KAMIL SUFFERED IN THE MORNING OKAY going all the way to the other side of tampines, hunting down the location to collect the cake walking around for about 45 minutes under the HOT sun... kamil wouldnt let me complain he was like "we're doing this for SULAIMAN!" and then rushing for practice. going our separate ways and reaching the dome at different timings. HAHAHAHA! see, we're good at hiding it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANA you did an awesome job. couldnt have been any better. i think sulaiman is extremely lucky to have you as his close friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS to see how things got down, go read sulaiman's blog... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazri, if i knew you forgot about the party, i would have reminded you... guess it was partially our fault too. i gave you the invitation card one day before the party, gave you all the information you needed. i thought you remembered. because on the day of the party, you told us you were only coming for practice at 4pm. i thought it was your way of telling us "im only coming for the party and not for pratice". because practice ends at 4 and the party is at 5. i was even thinking to myself in a joking manner "haha this guy skip practice but come for party..." i dont know if what i've said is true. but i guess overall, i should have reminded you still.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1305716249323568997</id><published>2009-05-23T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:05:51.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks, xueyi for the talk and stuff. made me feel alot better. i know what i should do from now on...  and thanks theresa for the advice, i will pray hard for my studies. and for you to keep coaching junyuan. and thanks for dance practice, kinda made me forget the problems. and special thanks to that asshole julian for making me laugh. i was actually having an extremely horrible day but you managed to make me laugh for so long in front of the computer! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall have a positive outlook on things from now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i woke up hoping that this was all just a dream. but this morning i woke up thinking that it's gunna be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1305716249323568997?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1305716249323568997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1305716249323568997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1305716249323568997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1305716249323568997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-xueyi-for-talk-and-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5339054960728969886</id><published>2009-05-22T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:28:08.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i want is for you to care and listen to what i really wanna say from the bottom of my heart. but all you can do is say what you want to say from the top of your hot head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's as if, human rights were stripped right off. i want to say something, punches come my way, making me shut up. i could finish my sentence though, since i'm so used to it. a few more punches and kicks won't do me any harm at all. but even if i finish my sentence, you'd be too busy attacking to even hear what i have to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i said. don't have children if you don't want to care what they feel. you say that we don't care how you feel? for 17 years i have been trying. so hard. but nothing works. and when nothing works, nothing gets done. and when nothing gets done, you assume that no effort was put in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i am to blame again. because i guess as parents, everyone but yourself is to be blamed. is that it? is that what perfect parents are supposed to be? if so, i would love to be a parent full of flaws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. maybe its my fault. everything. it always is. put the blame on me. i'll just toss it over as it lands nicely on top of all the other burdens on my shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world crumbles on you, you'd think that home is the place to be. home is the only place where everyone cares for you. well that's what you'd think but its all a pile of bull shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a apologize for the fucking boring post. this is just my outlet. close it if you don't like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please contact me through my house phone from now. get the number from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5339054960728969886?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5339054960728969886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5339054960728969886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5339054960728969886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5339054960728969886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-i-want-is-for-you-to-care-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1066530515388365415</id><published>2009-05-20T07:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:47:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i recently had this random urge of trying out cornrows. just like hefa tuita's... hahaa i dunno why... maybe it'll happen during the holidays when my hair is longer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here are the photos from malaysia. there were over 600 photos but i'll upload only these few. since my internet is giving me problems and stuff. im not even sure if there were mistakes in the uploading process. photos being uploaded twice and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn pissed. paid so much for my computer to get fixed but the same old problems still occur. fucked up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need a new 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title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/ShNC1UxMSXI/AAAAAAAABYA/fVH5OftWaYY/s72-c/IMG_0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5632368880334926716</id><published>2009-05-17T07:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:17:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want a box-like patent/leather vintage camera bag. preferably light brown in color! HAHAHAH! june, hint hint, june, hint hing, irene... =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lew, 23rd they are all going for flea market. but i am having practice... D= buy me some stuff okayyyyyy!! you guys know what i like ```&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5632368880334926716?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5632368880334926716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5632368880334926716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5632368880334926716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5632368880334926716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-vintage-camera-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7534517647939922834</id><published>2009-05-16T08:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:39:37.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if youre a dancer, PAUSE MY MUSIC! cos i gunna show you some dance videos! lotsa dope related videos too, should keep you occupied for at least on hour. keeps me occupied for hours and hours everyday!!  im gunna show you my favorite ones. i have over 100 favorites but of course i cant show you all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO DO JAZZ LIKE RYAN TAN FROM O SCHOOL. &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/12Ht5qQPAaI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/12Ht5qQPAaI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn beautiful right? wonder how long it'll take me to ace jazz techniques. so difficult! all the points and flexes and jazz hands and releves and pirouettes and jetes and EVERYTHING LA! requires SO much body control. like every single part of your body has to have control. like woah. like what i did for SYF is just a small portion of it all. WOO i wanna learn more! hahahah! DAMN GOOD foundations for doing hiphop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3RB0u9Vw1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3RB0u9Vw1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this is why i love luam. who doesnt love this! just look at that! HAHAHA! its the epitome of dope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1eP5kiMVGBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1eP5kiMVGBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this was the first luam video i watched and i fell in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qNibDHm8TJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qNibDHm8TJY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bounce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple dance by kyle hanagami and ellen kim. i love kyle's choreography. everything compliments the human body form and everything flows so smoothly its like the choreo has a life of it's own. &lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NE1lrAV_Pbw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NE1lrAV_Pbw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is by kyle hanagami and mariel martin&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1gc_pCb6uI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1gc_pCb6uI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;look at how sharp mari is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ellen kim and kyle hanagami &lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqSOEoUDhx0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xqSOEoUDhx0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is from singapore. studio wu. by kelvin chng.&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJgknm-2YrE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJgknm-2YrE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;love the choreography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video is from a show called dance on sunset. they should have that show here in singapore!!!! URGH! no wait, the do... on nickelodeon. but i DONT HAVE NICKELODEON! MY DAD REMOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wtJjGkOYNR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wtJjGkOYNR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i love the whole mix of different types of dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la i think these should keep you entertained for now... check out the related vids too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7534517647939922834?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7534517647939922834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7534517647939922834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7534517647939922834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7534517647939922834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-do-jazz-like-ryan-tan-from-o.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8646362730649417559</id><published>2009-05-16T06:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:52:07.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>malaysia trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay day one... we arrived at town, time square, at around 12am by coach. then we were fetched by my cousins and their car. my cousin just got married and a new semi-detached house with LOTSA space!! so he offered for us to stay over while we were at malaysia, we dont have to get a hotel room, plus, its closer to my aunt's place. like in the same district. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached "home" and had supper at 2am. chit chat. lotsa catching up. and then had our much needed sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, we went to my aunt's place. i have not seen her in over 10 years and it was a pleasure to see her. so many things have happened and now she's having Parkinson's. its kinda pitiful seeing that she cant really move around much. wow i feel like im writing a primary school composition... so anyways... did our visiting and then off for shopping in the afternoon... didnt buy much for myself... all i got was a red oversized shirt, a backpack and a keychain that looks like a boob. oh and we visited the twin towers. again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after shopping, met up the whole big family and went for dinner at some restaurant nearby. THE FOOD WAS FREAKING FANTASTIC hahahaha! they had crab, and a HUGE slab of pork, steamed fish. and they have this special bread for you to dip into the gravy of the crab. the outside of the bread is crispy and the inside is really soft. omg talking about it i start to salivate. hahaha i kinda miss malaysia... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, the whole family hung out at my cousin's place. that includes, my aunt, her husband, my first cousin, his wife, his 3 children, my other cousin and his wife. plus the 5 of us from our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within past 10 years, 3 more nephews and nieces popped up! cedric, cibyl (see-bel), and cyrus. boy, girl, boy, from oldest to youngest. cyrus is really cute. he's at the stage where he's slowly starting to form simple sentences with the words that he knows. he loves to scribble. his pencil goes round and round and round and calls them circles. but his favourite is when he scribbles lines up and down continuously, he calls it 'W' "dubleyew". he wanted to draw his dad's car. so i held his hand with the pencil and drew a picture of a car. then he took the pencil and started drawing dots on and around the car... "the rain come down! the rain come down on papa car..." so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then day 3... GENTING!! my first time going there. while we were driving up hil, i looked at the mountains, they were already touching the clouds!! and then in no time, we were already driving INSIDE the clouds! before going to genting, we stopped by this temple. the view is really beautiful. never seen so much greenery from such a high altitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the temple, moved on to genting. we were looking for a place to park in the multi storey car park. and inside the carpark, there were clouds too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside genting, didnt play much of the rides, but did quite some shopping... the place is freaking cool. no aircon and i was already trying to layer myself in clothes like i was an onion or something. layer after layer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after genting, went for dinner at some place. i have no idea where i was. but i knew i have been there 10 years ago.. there, we had this coconut beverage/drink/desert. it was like any other coconut drink, with the coconut flesh on the inside of the shell. except that the drink was turned into jelly! it was like the whole coconut was filled with jelly naturally! i think they microwaved it or something before freezing it or something... but it was freaking cooool! i had two! hahaha wanted to bring back to singapore, but that would just be stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay third day (im getting kinda lazy to type already) we had a picnic at some place. really really cool place by the lake. and then we went off, back to singapore. HAHAHA! okay done!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is irritating. i just uploaded some photos and they all turn out in words and codes and funny funny shapes. so i cant caption anything... i'll have to do them one by one... OKAY i shall do that next time... for now here are the first few that i upload. keep you in suspense... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sg3-TdAT5kI/AAAAAAAABU4/wk1ipjCuilY/s1600-h/IMG_0582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sg3-TdAT5kI/AAAAAAAABU4/wk1ipjCuilY/s400/IMG_0582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336200743660807746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sg3-TSf_84I/AAAAAAAABUw/k_yT089_mho/s1600-h/IMG_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" 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href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8646362730649417559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8646362730649417559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8646362730649417559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8646362730649417559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/malaysia-trip-okay-day-one.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sg3-TdAT5kI/AAAAAAAABU4/wk1ipjCuilY/s72-c/IMG_0582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-219499895530660776</id><published>2009-05-13T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:41:56.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>excuse for parents. close minded human beings. only think that youre right. authority abusers. fuck fuck fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-219499895530660776?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/219499895530660776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=219499895530660776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/219499895530660776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/219499895530660776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/excuse-for-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7515902069266245844</id><published>2009-05-13T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:17:24.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know that everything has just been left dangling like that and nothing has really been settled. i really dont wanna lose you as a friend. you would be the best one that i'd lose. im just trying not to think about this right now because its my exam period. i wanna talk it out after my exams are over and everything will be back to normal, if not, better than normal. i dont hate you i dont dislike you. i'm just too tired from all the exams and stuff. please wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7515902069266245844?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7515902069266245844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7515902069266245844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7515902069266245844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7515902069266245844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-that-everything-has-just-been.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6300695302749750123</id><published>2009-05-12T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:58:24.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know its like about one hour early but i didnt wanna do this at 12am sharp... so here goes. HAPPY BIRD DAY SUMALAI!! HAHAHA! sumalai, youre one year older now! its time for me to stop teasing you about your _____ and your _____ and all of your little ____s all over your _____... i always tell myself to stop but it kinda just comes outta my mouth naturally. see, i suck as a human being... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. i can safely say that youre probably the bestest of all the bestest friends i have. i may have many really close friend but i think your adhesive glue connected to me lasts the longest. hahaa! from the time we started dancing together, you'd call me at 9pm and ask me to come down and sit with you and just talk. about stuff. important stuff, nonsensical stuff and stuff that may tickle our hormones. HAHAHAHAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, you have seen me grow and i have seen you grow in almost every aspect of our lives. from dance, to studies, to love... practically everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went through so much together. thick or thin, happy or sad, hot or cold, black or white. inside jokes, outside jokes, internal jokes, interior jokes, ghost stories, life stories, love stories, death stories, dance stories, toy stories... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; in fact, i went through my whole dance life with you! i never realized that till like few seconds ago. HAHAHA! i've been in many different crews, but you were the one that was there 95% of the time! EH COOL SIA! hahahhaah! in other words, i couldnt have done it without you la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think everyone else is getting jealous, i talk so much about you. HAHAH! to sum it all up, i wish you the best birthday you'll ever have and i hope i can spend many many many many MANY more birthdays with you!! ALL BE BEST IN EVERYTHING!!! may your wishes come true! GUY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6300695302749750123?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6300695302749750123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6300695302749750123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6300695302749750123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6300695302749750123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-its-like-about-one-hour-early.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7651748757287810380</id><published>2009-05-11T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:25:38.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i owe a blog post about malaysia. but photos are still not with me... hopefully when i get them, i'd still remember everything that happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. went shopping with naziela yesterday. we went to get stationary at MUJI. love that place. haha! anyways. i got an ipod hard dasing for my ipod. got it from bugis street where the lady was really stupid... i asked if i could try it on, see if it fits... then she took my ipod from me and placed it in the casing. then when she was about to close it, it cracked. i even heard the sounds. and then she blamed my ipod for cracking it because it had bling bling on it which i removed some time ago... and then she made me pay 5 bucks for it. at that time, my feet were already killing me and i just wanted to go off and sit down somewhere so i abide and paid the 5 bucks. she gave me the broken ipod casing. WHICH i tried again, and realized that it totally still works without the broken parts! HAHAHAHHA in other words, i paid 5 bucks for a "twuelve lollar" ipod casing!!! HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS on the way back to tampines, nazie and i made malay lyrics to the britney spears song 'circus'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sarkes- Bryziela Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya dua orang dalam dunia,&lt;br /&gt;Ade yang entertain&lt;br /&gt;ade yang tengok,&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku orang yang nak entertain,&lt;br /&gt;tak suka dudok blakang,&lt;br /&gt;tapi nak depan..&lt;br /&gt;Aku macam ring leader,&lt;br /&gt;tukang tembak,&lt;br /&gt;Aku bunga api&lt;br /&gt;aku buat panas,&lt;br /&gt;angkat satu concert..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH it was fun, anyways, i made a new sidebar photo! i know it look really noobish and all but it was my first time doing such a thing okay!!! i made it clickable so you can look at how retarded it is... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7651748757287810380?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7651748757287810380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7651748757287810380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7651748757287810380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7651748757287810380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-i-owe-blog-post-about-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7842615820684167870</id><published>2009-05-06T08:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:45:49.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe you just dont get it. i've always seen potential in you even though nobody else did. you say all these things. maybe its time you start to take action. now is the best time. i'm not backing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, maybe i need to change my attitude and give you time to change. because everyone needs time... i will give you time, just like how i have always been. for months and months. since last year when we've been having problems in dance, i've been giving you time. i never said i would stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you just did has hurt me alot. you totally forgot the whole reason i was doing this. and you forgot who i was doing it for. you forgot what it was you wanted to bad that made me want to help you. maybe you should remove it from your wishlist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just so you know, im still not giving up. but what you just did might be the last straw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7842615820684167870?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7842615820684167870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7842615820684167870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7842615820684167870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7842615820684167870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-you-just-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-681661185560864447</id><published>2009-05-04T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:11:53.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, youre probably expecting a long post about my trip to malaysia. but i feel kinda lazy today. plus, the 23487087 photos are not with me. they're in my brother's laptop. so maybe i'll do that blog entry another day. and i hope i wont let this blog entry be one of the things that i will procrastinate on till it never happens. just like my studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even told sulaiman that i will study today. but here i am blogging away. (eh it rhymes) argh, i bet he knew i wouldnt study when i told him i would. i'm starting to become predictable. this means i'm living my life day by day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things i'm feeling that i want to keep hidden now adays. maybe saying this is contradicting. but ah heck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways miss theresa's blog says ". Your level of Faith is measured by your level of Forgivefulness." but i have not found a reason not to give up on you. it just hurts quite alot to see such things happen. efforts being flushed down the toilet bowl. it has been very hard to forgive you because i know it will happen again. and i would feel vexed again. and again. and again. and you will keep telling me the same thing over and over again. at this point all i need is a reason for me to keep fighting for you. and if you do not know that i am talking about you, then that reason may be harder to find than it ever will be. it may be easier than it seems, if you want it to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul searching... do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-681661185560864447?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/681661185560864447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=681661185560864447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/681661185560864447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/681661185560864447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-youre-probably-expecting-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6361190238277278337</id><published>2009-04-30T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:22:28.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tried self fashion photography today since i was super bored and i kinda like the results! im just gunna upload SOME of them... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpyRpdaI/AAAAAAAABUQ/lERS-oN0FGM/s1600-h/IMG_0661%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpyRpdaI/AAAAAAAABUQ/lERS-oN0FGM/s400/IMG_0661%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330396805444760994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpvF7CiI/AAAAAAAABUI/ckqz_XeFGDE/s1600-h/IMG_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpvF7CiI/AAAAAAAABUI/ckqz_XeFGDE/s400/IMG_0657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330396804590275106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpVyblII/AAAAAAAABUA/i3xrVgwHaiU/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpVyblII/AAAAAAAABUA/i3xrVgwHaiU/s400/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330396797797635202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflbmpsYnbI/AAAAAAAABT4/eMO73cMbZns/s1600-h/IMG_0654%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflbmpsYnbI/AAAAAAAABT4/eMO73cMbZns/s400/IMG_0654%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330392353554865586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sflbmq6h51I/AAAAAAAABTw/PIAl3WGvIE4/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sflbmq6h51I/AAAAAAAABTw/PIAl3WGvIE4/s400/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330392353882629970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you guys. you know who you all are! i love you! hahaha! i know it will only be like 4 days. but it can get torturous without you guys you know...  take care and rest well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6361190238277278337?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6361190238277278337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6361190238277278337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6361190238277278337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6361190238277278337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/tried-self-fashion-photography-today.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SflfpyRpdaI/AAAAAAAABUQ/lERS-oN0FGM/s72-c/IMG_0661%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-134936578681458758</id><published>2009-04-28T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:14:58.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i was webcamming with shyqin. sec one shyqin from modern dance. super cute! she taught me the 'i wanna shit' face!! HAHAHA! havent webcammed in such a loooong loooooong time! fuuu! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by tha way... it is confirmed! we are going to malaysia! thursday saturday saturday and sunday!! sunday's performance at tampines one is not gunna happen anymore.  that means i'm not missing out! phew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and the other day saw liyana at tampines mall!! WOOO! been sucha long time! did some catching up! did the diva dance with her! talk and talk and talked... then she went off... 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CANT THEY DO IT NOW?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. I LOVE LUAM! SHE'S THE BESTEST! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/phKBS9yxmGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/phKBS9yxmGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wanna go take a shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok just got back from taking a shower. WOOO! i feel so good. AHH! AHH! i feel so good! AHH! AHH! i feel so good! i feel so good! i feel so good! AHH! AHH! i feel so good! AHH AHH AHHHHHHHHH!!! (lol interior joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just told me to get ready to go out for lunch and after that we're gunna go buy coach tickets. that means. MOST LIKELY i will be away on friday saturday and sunday! i think we're going to malaysia. but i doubt i'll buy much stuff anyways... but still i am excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thing is, i have a crew meeting on friday, practice on saturday and sunday. and sunday is modern dance performance at tampines one opening ceremony! i dunno what's gunna happen, will i make it back to singapore on time or not... D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-9165015119582995291?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/9165015119582995291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=9165015119582995291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/9165015119582995291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/9165015119582995291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/weather-is-so-fucking-hot-i-hate-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-2346301207491550004</id><published>2009-04-25T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:46:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay time for a proper update here... the past week has been rather mundane at times but small instances here and there that never fails to break the monotony of it all. basically just as all other weeks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and JUST when i thought i could take a break from dancing (a descision that was never easy to make), i will be having performances with modern dance. and i will be joining breathe with them fad-asses. not saying that i hate doing these performances and compeitions, its just that i'm really worried about my studies. i really need help! i'm not sure i can do this alone... D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day my chemistry teacher told me that this certain topic will not be tested for O levels. BUT that exact topic is the only thing that i've learnt and payed attention to during class! not even during curricular lesson time but when i turned up for one of the many remedials that i skipped. only after my form teacher called my parents up for constantly skipping remedials. UGH how i hate chemistry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that many people might see me as just wasting time and not being serious about O levels. but trust me, i only wish i had the time to study. i really need help with setting up a time table that i would ACTUALLY live by. i feel so pressurized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stress enough how fast i wish the O levels would fly by. i just want to get it over and done with! and pass with flying colors and go to NAFA or laselle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to take up fine arts in either one of those schools. my second choice and last resort would be visual comm in TP. my dad keeps insisting that i should go for TP just because it's 10 minutes away. he tries to persuade me by telling me how the courses there offer what i want. but even visual comm is a far cry from what i want, it's merely related. i dont want a school for it's convenience. taking away the need of waking up early is an advantage. but definitely not for me! i practically live JUST beside my school and i wake up at 5am in the morning. due to my body clock. people are woken up by their alarm clocks. but i wake up to turn off my alarm clock way before it sets off while i'm in the shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i realize that this is not an update, im just ranting. ok i'mma stop here. my blog is dying anyways...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-2346301207491550004?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/2346301207491550004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=2346301207491550004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2346301207491550004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/2346301207491550004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-time-for-proper-update-here.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4271592027387135215</id><published>2009-04-25T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:10:47.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 nights ago i had a dream that farid and nazri were playing basketball at my void deck.. and i woke up soon after and i was like NOOOOOOO!! why did i wake up!! so cute! HAHAHAHA! ok i gotta go get some shut eye. cca tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4271592027387135215?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4271592027387135215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4271592027387135215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4271592027387135215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4271592027387135215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-nights-ago-i-had-dream-that-farid-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3387429173795060382</id><published>2009-04-20T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:32:45.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone's so emotional lately, it seems as though everyone's having a tough time... but i always tell myself that somewhere out there. someone is having much more problems than myself and they are still pulling through. if they can, then so can i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, im sick and i'm not in school and i think my blog is becoming rather boring... full of words... but thats what i want to achieve with my blog... i only want people to come here and read. what they wanna feel is up to them. whether they laugh, or cry or feel nothing. i just want them to read. HAHAH. i dont blog for fame i dont blog for attention. i blog to type out my feelings and to type out stuff that i feel like saying. after all, this blog is mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3387429173795060382?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3387429173795060382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3387429173795060382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3387429173795060382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3387429173795060382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/everyones-so-emotional-lately-it-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-814902488133297881</id><published>2009-04-18T07:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T07:50:35.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>syf... thinking about it just makes me smile... and sometimes a tear to my eyes... i will definitely miss everything about it, the tough practices, the sleepless nights, the unique muscle cramps at unique pleaces of my body. EVERYTHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago, my school's modern dance took part in syf and we attained a COP, certificate of participation... back then, i was never interested in dance. at all... i only started dancing seriously in the first quater of last year... and joined modern dance at the end of that same year... to think that i have levelled up this fast, is a surreal feeling. a feeling that i wish everyone in the world would be able to feel at least once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey has been an unforgetable one. dance has made me grow so much as a person. as a human being. as a living thing. its like everything i do in my life can be related to dance now. this is not the end though, its just the beginning. and i bet a thousand dollars that after 10 more years, i would still say that i am just beginnning. i believe that in dance, there are no ceilings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, our school has managed to attain a GOLD for this year's syf. yep, you gotta believe it! we got a gold. HAHAHAA YES WE GOT A GOLD!! i'm not gunna be a cliche and say that words cannot describe how happy i am because i know for a fact that I AM FUCKING ECSTATIC! I CAN LAUGH NON STOP, JUMP AROUND, FALL ONTO THE GROUND AND START ROLLING AROUND AND SIT UP RIGHT WITH MY JAZZ HANDS POINTED UPWARDS. which was what i did in the studio yesterday during cca... hahahha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back at when we first started... i was not allowed to join syf because they said year 5 students were not applicable. so i just sat there every practice, watching the dancers practice and practice so hard. back then, they were of no good at all... not everyone was commited. all i could do was sit there at the corner of the studio watching them throw my dreams away in front of my face. no one knew just how much i wanted to participate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeks into their SYF preparations, miss ng and theresa spoke to me and said that i was allowed to join because they did a double check! and so i said yes and the following week, i joined them for practice... that was when i realized how difficult it was because jazz was a totally different genre from hiphop. it was hard to cope at first. but slowly and steadily i adapted. then we started practicing on my lifts. and that was when it struck me. that my part was one of the most important parts of the choreography and i was not to let anyone down lest it screws up. at first, doing the lifts were exremely difficult. i have never done anything like it at all. but again, i adapted. practiced and practiced and practiced. again and again and again. my body was telling me to give up. but at that point, it was not an option. not one that i would choose. i pushed through. to a point that i would be able to lift shikin up almost everytime i did it. it was satisfying but i never let it get to my complacency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more and more practices came our way. and before we knew it, we were improving. the fact that people were being taken out of syf made us less complacent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many times, theresa felt like giving up on us. but she never did. each time, it would hit me... if she never gave up on us. then there was no damn reason for us to give up on ourselves. as dancers, we have to believe in ourselves before other people could. but for theresa, she believd in us before we did ourselves. for that, she makes an inspirational and amazing human being. the notion of her not teaching us again if we didnt do well and my eyes were filled with tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syf day was drawing near and more intensive practices were ahead of us. we pulled through each and every practice trying our hardest to put on our strongest effort. injuries were inevitable but we healed through prayers and ample rest. countless problems were thrown our way like fire balls... costume not working, people injured, practice space not big enough, stress stress and more stress. but we dodged, everytime. never letting the fire ball touch any of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the syf day was here. time to put all our problems behind us, making sure not to form a cluster in front of us. it is time for us to put all our practice and hard work up on stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i got up on stage into a preset formation, all i could see was the stage. the audience was blank. total darkness. the only light came from the stage and the spotlights. suddenly, my mind went blank too. could not think of any dance steps, nothing. but i knew nothing was wrong, the music started and it felt as though my body was moving on it's own. the music in my ears controlling my movements. i just let my emotions take over my body. we owned the stage for that 5 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the routine ended and we walked off into backstage. i tried thinking back to check if i did any mistakes. but nothing came to mind... i could not remember much at all. it felt as though i had an outer body experience. hahaha cool eh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it is over and we waited for the results. and gold. was what i expected. i knew it all along. from a COP standard to gold in just 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday wishes came true. 1) everyone levelled up 2) we attained at least gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things i have learnt. so many experiences to take home and paste on my imaginary wall of memories. here are just some of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anything is possible. if you just put your heart into it. not even your mind. just your heart. because if your heart is in the right place, your mind will follow suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-believe in yourself. believe in YOURSELF, your dancemates, your costume, your routine, your teachers, your supporters, your school, your EVERYTHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-practice makes permanent. practice practice and practice. it makes everything so much easier. practice makes permanent and practice markers make permanent markers. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing about dance that i never fail to believe. is that perfection never exists and never will. because improvement knows no boundaries. you will never be your best until youre dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that said, i would like to that theresa. for everything. all your encouragements. all the things your sacrificed for us. NOTHING would have happened if it were not for you. youre the best instructor anyone can ask for and leaving us would just be a bummer. i am looking forward to many many many more practices and a long lasting partnership and friendship. we all love you and you know it. dont deny it. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-814902488133297881?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/814902488133297881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=814902488133297881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/814902488133297881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/814902488133297881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-547579716667892177</id><published>2009-04-10T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:45:59.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently went to the new shopping mall called tampines one... super crowded man! but i'm so exited for uniqlo! they finally have an outlet in singapore!!! my brother got clothes from there and he said it took him 15 minutes in the queue just to enter the outlet... maybe i shall wait for people to become less exited about the new mall so that there would be more space for me to walk... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres also topman and topshop there now! but the thing is... matreps and ah bengs are gunna spoil the face of topshop and topman... it's already starting to happen... but not to worry... new trends are to surface and those outdated bunch of people would still be in their skinnies and topman coloured shirts... if you're one of them... then haha... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-547579716667892177?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/547579716667892177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=547579716667892177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/547579716667892177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/547579716667892177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/recently-went-to-new-shopping-mall.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4743049582394198226</id><published>2009-04-06T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:11:41.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i'm thinking too much. nowadays, it seems like there are billions of things clogging my mind at once. maybe it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, cheer up shihui... it's all just misunderstandings. people have different perceptions of what others say. i know you do not blame anyone for anything. and i know being a class chair person is difficult and only people who have experience will understand. i love you partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i've been pretty low in energy and maybe even moody. i dont know what else to say about it. maybe i should just stay home and dont hang out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i dnot wanaa type anymore. it's killing my braincells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4743049582394198226?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4743049582394198226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4743049582394198226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4743049582394198226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4743049582394198226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/maybe-im-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8321805408628108320</id><published>2009-04-05T06:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T06:21:05.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up today at 5am sweating because my brother was being really selfish with the fan. so i took a shower and got online! fuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, FadFaction had an inter-crew battle and i felt so retarded doing the battle with nazri. he totally kicked my unprepared ass. hahaha! freestyling is my weakness and doing it while everyone is looking at me just makes it worse. furthermore i was 0% ready. so i guess nazri deserved to win! congrats nazri for beating our whole crew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k enough bout that, recently i've been very scatterbrain-ed... there is just so many things going on in my mind at once... i am feeling very pressurized. and it is overwhelming... not very sure how to handle it. showing attitude to my clostest friends and having moodswings. i dont want it to be this way anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryan is exhausted. bryan is feeling the stress. bryan is pushing himself. bryan's body feels like giving up. bryan knows he wont give up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8321805408628108320?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8321805408628108320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8321805408628108320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8321805408628108320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8321805408628108320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-woke-up-today-at-5am-sweating-because.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6762861322638492134</id><published>2009-03-30T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:07:27.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earth our switching off the lights for one hour thing totally worked for me! i walked into my sister's room, switched off her lights... walked into my parents room, swtiched off their lights. causing them to look at me weirdly and i just walked off.. then i went into my room, switched off the lights. and BOOM fell right asleep! WOOHOO!! at 8.30pm! i went to sleep at 8.30pm!! that totally smashes my record of earliest sleeping time. and i still had difficulty waking up the next morning! had to get jovin to wake me up at 12.15pm! for homework day with the gang. hahaha every sunday is homework day for us now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have nothing to say already... just wanna give a shout out to jovin the earthworm, louis my girlfriend, irene the key, sulaiman the hair, jamie kangster the singapore-siao-cha-bor, nazri TAN, debbie the chichak. hahaha dunno if i am missing out anyone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so these are the people i hang around these days... hahaha oh yeah! and after so many years of trying to find someone else with the same surname as me and it has to be jamie KANG! hahahaha!! this crazy happy girl who is high 90% of her life! hhahaha!! "i want nobody nobody but you!!! TATAK TATAK!" fun times... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-6762861322638492134?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6762861322638492134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6762861322638492134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6762861322638492134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6762861322638492134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-our-switching-off-lights-for-one.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7972351945425491504</id><published>2009-03-29T07:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T07:18:16.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god please do not let the stress get to me! SYF is in 2 weeks and i have only managed to lift shikin up a couple of times perfectly out of the hundred times... ahhhhhhhhh! every practice session leaves me limping home... and then muscle aches for the rest of the day... and on the exact same day that the muscle aches go away, there is another practice session waiting for me... HAHAHAH! then cycle happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I CAN DO IT!! I KNOW I CAN! I'VE DONE IT SO MANY TIMES ALREADY!! i just need to focus. focus one hundred percent. i need to focus on which part of her leg and which part of her butt to support. i need to open up my palm REALLY big and scoop her butt 90 degrees and push her upwards 90 degress. and then lock my arm. and then balance her up above my head. and then turn 360 degrees pivoting my feet. and i need to do all these in a split second. COOL RIGHT?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw some of you dont know so i shall tell you right now that the lift we're doing is the chair lift. where i carry her up above my head while she sits on my hand. so fun right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok but thats the least of my problems... i am constantly feeling extremely tired during class and i have the tendancy to fall asleep all the time. it is really tiring to force yourself to stay awake. and then at the end of the period i'd get pissed at myself for not absorbing any information at all. and then i'd think of my O levels and then i'd start to worry and then i'll tell myself to keep awake for the next lesson and the cycle repeats itself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'd think of studying when i reach home to make up for all the things i missed i class. but its different without a teacher... i think i need a tutor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see sulaiman, this is why i think i really should stop dancing for a while... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of it makes me feel so stressed up! i will muster up the will power to push through. I WILL MAKE IT HAPPEN! PIGS WILL FLY! and so will your panties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7972351945425491504?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7972351945425491504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7972351945425491504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7972351945425491504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7972351945425491504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-my-god-please-do-not-let-stress-get.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-8045325914888714791</id><published>2009-03-28T08:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:04:08.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROFL i am late to meet them... i gave louis a morning call at around six. and i fell right back to sleep... and i got woken up by irene's text at 7.40 asking me where i was and i was like "oh my god i am late" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA! k so i am getting ready and while i am at it... i just wanna say something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT UNDERSTAND! EVERYONE SAYS I AM NOT FAT! BUT I AMMMMMM FATTTTTT!!! I AM FAT I AM FAT!!! I AM! ITS SO OBVIOUS THAT IM FAT!!!! DONT SAY THAT IM NOT FAT! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! haha! okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-8045325914888714791?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/8045325914888714791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=8045325914888714791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8045325914888714791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/8045325914888714791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/rofl-i-am-late-to-meet-them.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1409875544921702340</id><published>2009-03-27T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:15:09.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh by the way, i just got my hair cut not too long ago... and since then.. all i've been hearing is "BRYAN why you cut your hairrrrr?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAH! whyy is everyone asking me that question?!? is it really so ugly? or was my previous hair better? then when i ask if my haircut is ugly, they say that it makes me look like a small kid... heheheheh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair checks is another reason i'm starting to hate school so much... do the teachers think that we really have so much time to bother about our hair? our O levels are right in front of us and they still think we got time to bother about hair... i think they are more bothered about our hair than us. hhahha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair grows so fast that 2 weeks after my hair cut, i would get caught already... ridiculous right!! hahahahaha! DONT GROW SO FAST LA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1409875544921702340?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1409875544921702340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1409875544921702340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1409875544921702340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1409875544921702340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-by-way-i-just-got-my-hair-cut-not.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4528899898472732087</id><published>2009-03-27T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:25:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always hated PE and i will continue to grow my hate for it... one contributing factor is the teacher... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont get him. he is always so cranky and never understanding. just yesterday i had an episode with him... few minutes before PE ended, he talked to me and asked me to help keep the balls and bring them to his table. and i agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when the lesson ended, i saw that there was already enough people to carry the balls. so i just went off because there was nothing left for me to carry. thinking that this would not get me into any sort of trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at the canteen he suddenly called me out and raised his voice at me for not helping. he got me to follow him and 2 other guys who were carrying the balls all the way to the staff room. so i followed, empty handed. because there was already enough people to carry the balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the staff room, he gave me a mouthful and even told my form teacher about it. she gave me a mouthful too. i tried to speak up for myself because i knew i had a reason not to follow him. but my reasoning was to no avail. other teachers walked past and gave me stares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just gave up and let them say whatever they wanted. i felt like i had no say at all. i felt like as a student, i had no power to speak up for my own rights. at this point, i have only one question to ask... "who is paying for the school fees?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pay for the school fees and this is how i get treated. i dont blame my form teacher though, whatever she said was true. but it just surprises me how such a small matter could turn out so huge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even said that i was a liar. he wrote down my name "bryan - liar". i said that there were already 3-4 people helping him with the balls and he said i was a liar. the fact is, there were 3 people already carrying the balls including himself. and he said that i am a liar? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once during PE i was totally obedient and did not start anything or say anything, just followed whatever instructions he gave.. in the end, he gave a class list to my form teacher and wrote down the offences that each student did that day. and he wrote "play tricks" under my name... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAYING TRICKS? WHO IS THE LIAR? i have 30+ other students at my back and as my witness that i did not play tricks what so ever. i was practically insignificant that whole PE session. and he says that i was playing tricks?? who is the real liar? that comment even got me rebuked by my teacher... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on another day. he wrote 25 minutes late under my name while he marked my attendence. i tried to reason again but as usual, he just did not accept it. the accepted no reasons from anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is what actually happened... before PE, we were told that we were to meet at the foyer which is right at the front of the school, near the main gate... so i walked all the way there from my classroom which is near the back gate. i realized that no one was there.. i saw a couple of my classmates walking to the foyer too, they passed the message that PE is held at the basket ball court instead. so i walked all the way to the basket ball court (just beside my classroom and all the way at the other end of the school from the foyer)... i reached there and lined up to take attendance. i was at the back of the queue and when i reached the front, he marked me as 25 minutes late... yes i was late, but by only about 10 minutes... and it was not my fault that there was a miscommunication of where to assemble. it was not my fault that he took such a long time to mark the attendance that when it reached my turn, it was already kinda late. but still, 10 minutes and 25 minutes is a rather big difference... maybe he was just "lying"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL whutever... i shall LOL @ him again and again. goodbye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4528899898472732087?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4528899898472732087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4528899898472732087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4528899898472732087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4528899898472732087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-always-hated-pe-and-i-will-continue.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3078217262715462003</id><published>2009-03-24T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:16:18.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY CHEECHER THERESA YOU MAY LAUGH YOUR ASS OFF AT THIS NOWW! MUAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://picasion.com/pic8/0b3b7c92a895776b960f148ed8cdcd93.gif" width="300" height="225" border="0" alt="create animated gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3078217262715462003?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3078217262715462003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3078217262715462003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3078217262715462003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3078217262715462003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/create-animated-gif.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4511534162537480951</id><published>2009-03-19T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:59:11.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i have some time now.. i'll make some updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is thursday of the march one week holiday... just like everyone else, i think one week is way too short! further more, we were given SO MUCH homework!! so so so much! i still have the fad-assignment to do! must choreograph 4 counts of 8! still have to go for SYF rehearsals... almost everyday of the week... honestly speaking, i have not started on ANY of the homeworks at all... unless you wanna count the 2 questions i did of the maths papers... hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the term 'school holidays' should be changed to 'time of the year where you dont go to school but still as stressful' rigghhhhtttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least the art department organized a little excursion for us... all 6 out of 8 art students were brought to Singapore Art Museum on tuesday... the whole trip really widened my appreciation of art. we learnt how to be critical of artworks. so enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that, my holidays have been rather non-acedamically enriching... every single day would consist of going for rehearsals, chillaxing with friends at different places and yea thats pretty much it... lotsa really interesting stuff happened but i cant seem to remember any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... WA LAU EHHHHH NGINAN GOT AN IPOD TOUCH LEH! i want an ipod touch tooo!! i love to touch touch... i am currently so broke... so so broke that none of you can imagine... eh no i think i've got like 5 bucks in my bank... BUT that still means i'm broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL this blogpost is gunna look so funny because i'm just typing in paragraphs whatever comes to mind... i really miss hanging out with them fad asses. i miss doing the diva with liyana. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also tried starving myself yesterday... i didnt eat for the whole day until about 10pm. i couldnt take it any longer! hahaha i couldnt stand it any longer! "i cannot stand until i wanna lie down" i started putting stuff into my mouth... theresa was totally laughing at me saying that i'm trying to diet. i FAILED MY MISSION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am home alone... all i have is the TV and the laptop and the PSP. which isnt charging!! something's wrong with it. the orange light is not on! but i've plugged it in! ahh whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k later meeting up with louis and jovin, going for huijia's bbq... might be staying over night. but most probably not. theres  SYF rehearsal tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK im off now... until i've got more random stuff to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-4511534162537480951?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4511534162537480951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4511534162537480951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4511534162537480951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4511534162537480951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/since-i-have-some-time-now.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-3014119662830091645</id><published>2009-03-18T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:54:29.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today... horrible things happened at cca... so horrible and scary... go to theresa's blog to read all about it... clickity click from my links!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-3014119662830091645?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/3014119662830091645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=3014119662830091645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3014119662830091645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/3014119662830091645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-604601354692347132</id><published>2009-03-16T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:10:33.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i've got some time now on my bro's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school holidays have officially started and i dont have much to say about it. acually my mind is kinda blank right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is aching. and im forming blisters on the ball of my feet from running barefeet for hours... the jazz routine we're doing for SYF requires ALOT of running. and i have to do lifting. so both my arms and legs are aching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had a rehearsal at the actual venue of SYF. and the stage is really big. the lightings were freaking awesome! but it's all the way at clementi. we reached tampines at around 10pm. went for dinner with the whole bunch. oh and THANKS SHAIFUL FOR THE TREAT!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la my bro wants to use the computer soon... today is the only day i am free for the whole week. SOMEONE PLEASE ASK ME OUT K im bored!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-604601354692347132?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/604601354692347132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=604601354692347132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/604601354692347132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/604601354692347132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5730038392660986887</id><published>2009-03-12T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:47:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONGRATULATIONS FAD ASSES! ALL OUR HARD WORK AND SWEAT AND WHATEVER BODILY FLUIDS WE OOOZED TOTALLY PAID OFF MANZX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss theresa: "all those top finalist have to share their spot with 3 other crews but you guys got hi-energy award and that spot goes to you alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TRUE!! yes so we didnt get into the finals but i am still elated. we got the hi-energy award! which for our first time taking part is like WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 finalists out of 30 is really tough anyways. I AM SO HAPPY THAT WE GOT THE HI-ENERGY AWARD! one huge box of energizer batteries! HAHA stupid prize but... woooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are seriously the best people i have met! you all have changed my life. seriously. my life would have been SO SO different without you guys... i would be staying home and doing nothing if it werent for you guys... you all make me happy like no one else can. it already feels as though it's been months since we've met! just being surrounded by you pimples is the best ever... i love you guys. you all are the awesom-est bunch!! i hope we would never lose contact, i'd miss everything we used to do together. playing games, watching videos, making music videos, calling names, making sounds with our hands and thighs... everything!! including the difficult parts like drilling, pushing myself to my physical limit. without you guys, it would have been much much more difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the original 5 of fad faction... i miss the old times too... when it was just the 5 of us... we share a bond that can never be replaced... having another 5 join us makes it so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our video is up on youtube!! search "fad faction"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have also posted all our picture of our journy, search "fad faction" on facebook. and check out our photos on our fad facebook account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also have a fad friendster account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo anyways, its back to school life now... everything's been realy fun still... hanging out with school friends till late... sitting down at macdonals with louis and sulaiman talking for 3 hours non-stop... i also just got back from meeting with georgina. we had soooo much to catch up! i think we're not done chatting yet!! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another piece of good news. apparently im so good that theresa wants me in syf! (HAHAHA OF COURSE IM KIDDING ABOUT ME BEING SO GOOD) so she asked if sec 5s can join and THE ANSWER IS YESS!! i will be taking part in syf with the modern dancers doing jazz-contemp!! and of course, being a big guy, i will be doing lifts! i will be lifting shyqin! CANT WAIT HAHHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5730038392660986887?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5730038392660986887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5730038392660986887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5730038392660986887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5730038392660986887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/congratulations-fad-asses-all-our-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-4014362997471264710</id><published>2009-03-05T09:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:52:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sa8tgKtXxxI/AAAAAAAABS4/l97yh_NhwG8/s1600-h/1_387942891l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sa8tgKtXxxI/AAAAAAAABS4/l97yh_NhwG8/s400/1_387942891l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309512516346824466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IT IS ON!!! THIS SATURDAY!! AT THE OPEN PLAZA OF PLAZA SINGAPURA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANCEWORKS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAD FACTION &lt;/span&gt;WILL BE TAKING PART! SO DO COME DOWN AND SUPPORT US!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL OUR SUPPORTERS MUST BE SIGNIFICANTLY RED! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WEAR ANYTHING &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE AS MUCH NOISE AS YOU CAN!&lt;br /&gt;AND GET READY FOR A PERFORMANCE OF YOUR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;FAD FACTION IS GOING TO BLOW YOUR PANTIES OFF!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;venue:&lt;/span&gt; Plaza Singapura Open Plaza (outside Plaza Singapura)&lt;br /&gt;drop off at dhoby ghaut MRT station, 2 minutes walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time:&lt;/span&gt; starts at 3pm adviced to be seated by 2.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;date:&lt;/span&gt; 7th March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dresscode: &lt;/span&gt;red. anything red. red top, red bottom, red accesories, red anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what to bring: &lt;/span&gt;whistles, party poppers, anything that makes noise and most importantly, more sock! because we're so gunna blow your socks off! you'll need new ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BE THERE OR BE SQUARE! OR RECTANGLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry i couldnt find a nice photo with all 10 of us in it... heheh.&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/557555797939883544-4014362997471264710?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/4014362997471264710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=4014362997471264710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4014362997471264710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/4014362997471264710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-on-this-saturday-at-open-plaza-of.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/Sa8tgKtXxxI/AAAAAAAABS4/l97yh_NhwG8/s72-c/1_387942891l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-7232052395267356795</id><published>2009-03-05T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:26:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>based on yesterday's showcase by the modern dancers. i honestly can see at least a silver. but dont celebrate first guys. for that silver to even come true, you all have alot of work to do... it needs a ton of cleaning up. on steps, timing, syncronization, feeling facial expression, stage presence basically everything. there's still time, make use of it and work on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nina, its not your fault you couldnt do the lift. it takes time. everything does... it takes time and lots of practice... dont give up. we dont want you to blame yourself because we definitely do not blame you. we all believe you can do it. now all it takes is for yourself to believe it too. WORK HARD NINA! i'll have your back!! i know lionel will NEVER let you fall. even if you did, he'll catch you before you even touch the ground. and he'll hold you real real tight even after putting you down on the floor! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work hard guys! i've seen an improvement already!! but theres always LOTSA room for more! and i believe you guys can do it! confirm one! TAKE PANADORRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-7232052395267356795?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/7232052395267356795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=7232052395267356795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7232052395267356795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/7232052395267356795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/03/based-on-yesterdays-showcase-by-modern.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1657034950949573522</id><published>2009-02-28T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T06:51:31.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to all the modern dancers.&lt;br /&gt;don't lose focus. you need to force yourself to pay attention during practices. i think that is very important. the only reason my birthday wish was for you guys to get at least gold was because i saw that you guys can do it. but i am pretty doubtful now. im not saying this to discriminate you my intentions are nothing but positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya'll dont know how much i want to take part in this syf. but year 5 students are not allowed... when i see you guys not focused and playing around in your own world. it makes me feel annoyed because there you are given one heck of an opportunity and throwing it away on the spot. right in front of a person who was not given that opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not about just getting the steps right, rejoycing and forgetting everything the next moment. its not about who made mistakes. and it's obviously not about being famous, because with that kinda standard, ya'll should just stick to dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that matters is your attitude towards dance. your attitude really really REALLY REALLY determines your altitude. it really really does. the harder you work, the further you'll go. give people a reason to believe you. all i want is the best for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how dissapointed miss theresa is. she does not want to teach you guys anymore. you all should feel remorse instead of rejoycing after getting the timing right or blaming others for something so minor and causing such a big fuss. i am very sure that you guys dont want to see her so upset with you. so do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do know that there are some who are really commited and strogner than the rest... there are also the weaker ones who are just there to do the steps. but this is not a solo competition, this is a group competition. the weaker ones should push themselves and the stronger ones should push the weaker ones AND themselves too in order to reach maximum potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that you might not like a certain person or a certain group of people. but you all are in this TOGETHER. youre not taking part in singapore friends festival. this is singapore youth festival. do you really want to represent the youth as being hateful and spiteful to each other? help each other. care for each other. that's what a crew is all about. trust me, i know what it's like. i've been through crews which have alot of internal problems and crews that are like family to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you guys do some soul searching and realize that everyone. and i mean everyone(except theresa) is at fault. if you dont know what im talking about, refer to paragraph 6. and again, this was not to demoralize or discriminate you guys. i just hope you see a purpose for that sense of urgency, commitment, passion and discipline. i wish you guys all the best. work hard, dance hard, practice hard and rest well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1657034950949573522?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1657034950949573522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1657034950949573522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1657034950949573522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1657034950949573522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-all-modern-dancers.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1815461804633641187</id><published>2009-02-26T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:16:19.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SaYddgEaB2I/AAAAAAAABSw/7HvKze0dYGc/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SaYddgEaB2I/AAAAAAAABSw/7HvKze0dYGc/s400/DSC00350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306961603564537698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some people think this hoodie is from peninsula, you know, those really cheap hoodies with repeated patterns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im telling you it is not! HAHAH! this one retarded boy in school thinks it is and he thinks he is mister smarty pants trying to make fun of me. but look who's talking. you face looks like stale fish. and if you know im talking about you and youre reading this, then YES I AM OUT TO OFFEND YOU WITH THIS BLOG POST! so i hope this gets your blood boiling and eventually evaporate and then you'll die. DIE. DIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i was talking about your face. it looks like stale fish! single coloured stale brown hairless pudding like fish. with your fugly hair which yells "i am trying to look cool so my owner tries his hardest by using lotsa gel" but dude it still turns out fugly. trust me, ive seen you with and without styled hair. youre just born ugly so dont even try. in fact, i shouldnt blame you for making fun of others... someone as ugly as you should have a right to be jealous... right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehee... so if you see me staring at you when i walk past. you know that im actually trying to figure out why out of so many human beings, there can be one that looks so ridiculous. like amira said, ''trying to reach there but cannot make it''... the fact that you try to make yourself look at least less than normal just amuses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making my day. =D HAHAHAHHAA! i will continue to laugh at your face as long as you live. i actually have lots more to say but i think i'll leave whats left on your face to rot instead of getting my hands dirty by throwing the rest of your face away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1815461804633641187?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1815461804633641187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1815461804633641187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1815461804633641187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1815461804633641187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-people-think-this-hoodie-is-from.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SaYddgEaB2I/AAAAAAAABSw/7HvKze0dYGc/s72-c/DSC00350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1153662600534229495</id><published>2009-02-25T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:05:23.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe its too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im a person who is just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not as happy as i thought i was.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should shut up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i do not know what i am saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1153662600534229495?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1153662600534229495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1153662600534229495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1153662600534229495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1153662600534229495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-its-too-much-to-handle.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-6364465295887123568</id><published>2009-02-21T09:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:56:02.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun day... CIP/class bondinc at ECP... took lotsa photos. after that, came back to school... met everyone who just got back from their camp. missed them sooo sooo much... louis injured my jaw by running up to me with open arms and flung his whole body onto my jaw unintentionally. okay... here are the photos... captions at the bottom on each photo...&lt;br /&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9fAGsBLwI/AAAAAAAABSo/OD7lvyf7PV8/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9fAGsBLwI/AAAAAAAABSo/OD7lvyf7PV8/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305063341465612034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9fAM-mU4I/AAAAAAAABSg/tOIID9pKSYI/s1600-h/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9fAM-mU4I/AAAAAAAABSg/tOIID9pKSYI/s400/IMG_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305063343154156418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9e_6nIIjI/AAAAAAAABSY/tVp_2HFpHO4/s1600-h/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9e_6nIIjI/AAAAAAAABSY/tVp_2HFpHO4/s400/IMG_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305063338223870514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9e_8JrB-I/AAAAAAAABSQ/IbCt56iW4oM/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9e_8JrB-I/AAAAAAAABSQ/IbCt56iW4oM/s400/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305063338637199330" border="0" /&gt;i saw lotsa mother of pearls, they ere a beautiful shade of purple. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVyoIbCI/AAAAAAAABQg/5JUwKE-eHIY/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVyoIbCI/AAAAAAAABQg/5JUwKE-eHIY/s400/IMG_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305058216479583266" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVkqFlAI/AAAAAAAABQY/rqZfLMNdw18/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVkqFlAI/AAAAAAAABQY/rqZfLMNdw18/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305058212729689090" border="0" /&gt;kelvin, terrence, nginan, amira, brian, rajes, bryan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVmOvuQI/AAAAAAAABQQ/U5ZYSpp2-xM/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVmOvuQI/AAAAAAAABQQ/U5ZYSpp2-xM/s400/IMG_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305058213151881474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVrUhLrI/AAAAAAAABQI/DSlQrpxMVvA/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVrUhLrI/AAAAAAAABQI/DSlQrpxMVvA/s400/IMG_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305058214518271666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVQANZzI/AAAAAAAABQA/e3-hO1G_AZY/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9aVQANZzI/AAAAAAAABQA/e3-hO1G_AZY/s400/IMG_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305058207185332018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z3EODt0I/AAAAAAAABP4/CvmgYHde0Y4/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z3EODt0I/AAAAAAAABP4/CvmgYHde0Y4/s400/IMG_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305057688626116418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z3KYEYmI/AAAAAAAABPw/S8RMM8tSMW0/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z3KYEYmI/AAAAAAAABPw/S8RMM8tSMW0/s400/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305057690278716002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z25sqp8I/AAAAAAAABPo/pbFQE-YUDAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z25sqp8I/AAAAAAAABPo/pbFQE-YUDAQ/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305057685801707458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z26Eo8DI/AAAAAAAABPg/7YecBZ_6HkE/s1600-h/IMG_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z26Eo8DI/AAAAAAAABPg/7YecBZ_6HkE/s400/IMG_0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305057685902258226" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z2qb5lbI/AAAAAAAABPY/1wLVsEMrlS8/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Z2qb5lbI/AAAAAAAABPY/1wLVsEMrlS8/s400/IMG_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305057681704850866" border="0" /&gt;can you see the eagle? it was like one football feild away from my camera...&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9YqR7VvMI/AAAAAAAABO0/gaVAT_AVN84/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9YqR7VvMI/AAAAAAAABO0/gaVAT_AVN84/s400/IMG_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305056369455774914" border="0" /&gt;szehwee, mutmaina, amalina&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9YqJMmVMI/AAAAAAAABOs/5aubkqIxBOs/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9YqJMmVMI/AAAAAAAABOs/5aubkqIxBOs/s400/IMG_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305056367112246466" border="0" /&gt;bollywood star, rajes, in action!&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9YpxIdHHI/AAAAAAAABOk/SVFvc-ElPyg/s1600-h/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9YpxIdHHI/AAAAAAAABOk/SVFvc-ElPyg/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305056360652414066" border="0" /&gt;2 little kids named amira and bryan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Yp4IQVYI/AAAAAAAABOc/5ym-Susza2s/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Yp4IQVYI/AAAAAAAABOc/5ym-Susza2s/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305056362530624898" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Yprx9AyI/AAAAAAAABOU/xs9mcBOFkgk/s1600-h/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Yprx9AyI/AAAAAAAABOU/xs9mcBOFkgk/s400/IMG_0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305056359215858466" border="0" /&gt;lina advertising for ice mountain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvtgLBzI/AAAAAAAABOM/DExNHnlSu1E/s1600-h/IMG_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvtgLBzI/AAAAAAAABOM/DExNHnlSu1E/s400/IMG_0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055363245737778" 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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Xvapwc_I/AAAAAAAABOE/ievXwkw73Q4/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Xvapwc_I/AAAAAAAABOE/ievXwkw73Q4/s400/IMG_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055358185665522" border="0" /&gt;hannah shaking her money maker&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvZgaLmI/AAAAAAAABN8/XnKplLEHnrs/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvZgaLmI/AAAAAAAABN8/XnKplLEHnrs/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055357878021730" border="0" /&gt;dancing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvDnfnjI/AAAAAAAABN0/1LvQeSmYI50/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvDnfnjI/AAAAAAAABN0/1LvQeSmYI50/s400/IMG_0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055352002158130" 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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvFlZqKI/AAAAAAAABNs/E7LSc31o9_k/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XvFlZqKI/AAAAAAAABNs/E7LSc31o9_k/s400/IMG_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055352530249890" border="0" /&gt;cheryl... oops i mean daryl, jumping for the ball&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XfFlPyiI/AAAAAAAABNk/IQC2MOG52nw/s1600-h/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XfFlPyiI/AAAAAAAABNk/IQC2MOG52nw/s400/IMG_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055077651696162" border="0" /&gt;hannah is levitating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XfIRHN2I/AAAAAAAABNc/KVh1ciagIbs/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XfIRHN2I/AAAAAAAABNc/KVh1ciagIbs/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055078372554594" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XfN_gkeI/AAAAAAAABNU/DQr0cp_wBOg/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9XfN_gkeI/AAAAAAAABNU/DQr0cp_wBOg/s400/IMG_0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055079909331426" border="0" /&gt;nginan is flying!&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Xe56bqoI/AAAAAAAABNM/bp7s0EprKAk/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Xe56bqoI/AAAAAAAABNM/bp7s0EprKAk/s400/IMG_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055074519329410" border="0" /&gt;extremely cute ang moh boy...&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Xe2rcyRI/AAAAAAAABNE/uS42JqFrW6s/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9Xe2rcyRI/AAAAAAAABNE/uS42JqFrW6s/s400/IMG_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305055073651181842" border="0" /&gt;3 little kids&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W9P5WYoI/AAAAAAAABM8/aG47cGBcITc/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W9P5WYoI/AAAAAAAABM8/aG47cGBcITc/s400/IMG_0281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305054496304816770" border="0" /&gt;i can make amira go crazy laughing at her own photo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W9DJF2RI/AAAAAAAABM0/zFHJgDDOiPo/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W9DJF2RI/AAAAAAAABM0/zFHJgDDOiPo/s400/IMG_0282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305054492881180946" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W8--ZVXI/AAAAAAAABMs/_0LFq0Nmz7I/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W8--ZVXI/AAAAAAAABMs/_0LFq0Nmz7I/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305054491762578802" border="0" /&gt;atikah, rajeswari and nabiha&lt;/a&gt;&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W8-e_irI/AAAAAAAABMk/wtel4aFw0JU/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W8-e_irI/AAAAAAAABMk/wtel4aFw0JU/s400/IMG_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305054491630865074" border="0" /&gt;lina and brian at the back, erliyana, atikah, rajes and nabs up front&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W82SiL9I/AAAAAAAABMc/tdi8zU_-E08/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9W82SiL9I/AAAAAAAABMc/tdi8zU_-E08/s400/IMG_0285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305054489431125970" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPZT7R0I/AAAAAAAABMU/aykFpmGG-Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPZT7R0I/AAAAAAAABMU/aykFpmGG-Ls/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305053708558223170" border="0" /&gt;this is my friend, sad to say...&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPECMSSI/AAAAAAAABMM/nYwVZQ_xPKo/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPECMSSI/AAAAAAAABMM/nYwVZQ_xPKo/s400/IMG_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305053702846695714" border="0" /&gt;ngina and huijia back at school!&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPD1MMoI/AAAAAAAABME/ww8GEUAstWI/s1600-h/IMG_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPD1MMoI/AAAAAAAABME/ww8GEUAstWI/s400/IMG_0290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305053702792163970" border="0" /&gt;qasha and bra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPMT6JCI/AAAAAAAABL8/yErcYOp-tfw/s1600-h/IMG_0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WPMT6JCI/AAAAAAAABL8/yErcYOp-tfw/s400/IMG_0291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305053705068487714" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WO23Mr5I/AAAAAAAABL0/miCuGHxHCS8/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9WO23Mr5I/AAAAAAAABL0/miCuGHxHCS8/s400/IMG_0296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305053699310923666" border="0" /&gt;jo and bra&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VWTkr1pI/AAAAAAAABLs/L8azn1mkMi4/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VWTkr1pI/AAAAAAAABLs/L8azn1mkMi4/s400/IMG_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305052727765358226" border="0" /&gt;a very sunny irene&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VWIFsm8I/AAAAAAAABLk/byfbUOZ_07s/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VWIFsm8I/AAAAAAAABLk/byfbUOZ_07s/s400/IMG_0311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305052724682595266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VWMYE4wI/AAAAAAAABLc/1VzK6ShHqJo/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VWMYE4wI/AAAAAAAABLc/1VzK6ShHqJo/s400/IMG_0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305052725833425666" 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VV6GHwTI/AAAAAAAABLU/ORcGaF0pwDA/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VV6GHwTI/AAAAAAAABLU/ORcGaF0pwDA/s400/IMG_0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305052720926277938" border="0" /&gt;irene and jovin&lt;/a&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/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VV29BGXI/AAAAAAAABLM/s2kyiG1lhyE/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9VV29BGXI/AAAAAAAABLM/s2kyiG1lhyE/s400/IMG_0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305052720082786674" border="0" /&gt;an extremely happy louis pang ming yuh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;there are quite alot more photos.. i picked the nicest ones... if you want any of those i did not upload, please ask from me... anyone with photos of yesterday, please send me. or upload on their blogs and informing me... THANK YOU!&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/557555797939883544-6364465295887123568?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/6364465295887123568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=6364465295887123568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6364465295887123568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/6364465295887123568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SZ9fAGsBLwI/AAAAAAAABSo/OD7lvyf7PV8/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-1154897794654294129</id><published>2009-02-19T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:01:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i forgot to blog about my birhtday wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made 3 wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FadFaction to win danceworks this year&lt;br /&gt;junyuan modern dance club to get at least gold for SYF this year&lt;br /&gt;every dancer i know to level up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by tha way... HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MIDZI!! may all your wishes come true and live happily ever after! i know you will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-1154897794654294129?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/1154897794654294129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=1154897794654294129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1154897794654294129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/1154897794654294129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-i-forgot-to-blog-about-my-birhtday.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-5373435114181072849</id><published>2009-02-16T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:07:39.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the best day EVER!!!! full of hugs, kisses, saliva and what nots. hahahahaha! it started of shitty at home, as usual... and then came dance practice... practiced and what not... it felt nice spending my birthday with my favourite people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after dance, i hung out with louis, we went walking around tampines mall... and then he said he bought pizzas for me and they were at his house so we went there. then on the way to his house, he was apologizing for only celebrating my birthday with only him. just as i stepped into his house, i saw everyone coming down the stairs with a birthday cake with all the candles lighted and singing happy birthday. HAHAHA! it made me feel really warm and loved. hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say that i am extremely grateful and thankful for i have the best of the best friends i can ever ask for... namely, nazri, sulaiman, kamil, jovin, nina, irene, niki and especially louis pang ming yuh! thanks louis, for skipping a day out with your family at the singapore flyer just to celebrate my birthday, i am really really touched. to think that you actually planned the whole thing days before! i had no clue. i never knew that anyone would actually go through this much for me and i feel blessed. i have never had a surprise birthday and it means a WHOLE LOT that my first was with you. youre the best girlfriend EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also thanks to natiara, greg, asyraff, furbee, kak thasha and mummy (natiara's mum) for spending my birthday with me having dance practice, i wouldnt have chosen to do it any differently... you guys brighten up my life. i really cant imagine how i would be if i hadnt started dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks also to my best sister woon ngin an for you were the first to wish me, 2 days in advance, and even got me a gift! thanks for being there for me in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks niki for the pink panadol that i asked for, along with the other chocolates and sweets and lovable stuff you got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EVERYBODY FOR ALL THE WONDERFUL GIFTS AND WISHES AND EVERYTHING!! THIS WAS THE BEST YEAR BY FAR! i love each and everyone of you people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it is back to school. and it is camp week... everyone is having camps and what nots... my afternoons/evenings/nights have suddenly become extremely stale and draggy. i already miss you guys. i miss hanging out with all of you every single day. now i know how it would feel if i never made friends with you guys and it feels HORRIBLE! sometimes, i thank god for putting me in this school to meet such amazing people. the snowball effect just makes it better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS! COME BACK FROM YOUR CAMPS AND MAKE ME SMILE AGAIN!!! i want to hug all of you the next time i see you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-5373435114181072849?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/5373435114181072849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=5373435114181072849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5373435114181072849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/5373435114181072849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-best-day-ever-it-started.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-557555797939883544.post-522492619831074686</id><published>2009-02-11T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:11:28.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED TIRED TIRED TIRED TIRED. TOO TIRED FOR ANYTHING ELSE. havent replied friendster comments from as long as one month ago... havent got a chance to sit down and watch tv or use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be able to jump outta bed and get ready for school. but nowadays it gets really draggy and i dont feel like budging. one bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big shout out to nazri. my weird bestest dance mate/friend. we make a new crew called weird faction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to louis pang ming yuh my girlfriend who owes me a blog post. about me. dont forget. and and and and i want to go to your house for iGallop again, horny stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all... gotta go do housework now. hopefully my half open eyes wouldnt do me much damage...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/557555797939883544-522492619831074686?l=bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/feeds/522492619831074686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=557555797939883544&amp;postID=522492619831074686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/522492619831074686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/557555797939883544/posts/default/522492619831074686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryans-random-outbursts.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired-tired-tired-tired-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>bry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426773908120467859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WObRS6O6xVM/SDk0XZ__ZZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/G1gATl8gshk/S220/012407071620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
