<?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-2546914274965708011</id><updated>2011-12-26T22:45:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brice...rice...chicken rice?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7138400352589581142</id><published>2011-10-30T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T15:25:17.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMIEE</title><content type='html'>Lol...going in like nxt week...bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been gaming alot and happy! Not much troubles except university applications and stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But army comes first...sian...hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family &amp;lt;3(except my dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have already let go...no time...not worth the effort...YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7138400352589581142?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7138400352589581142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=7138400352589581142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7138400352589581142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7138400352589581142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/10/armiee.html' title='ARMIEE'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3987762848107786183</id><published>2011-07-27T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T23:03:25.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Thing called Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKRfYleCQuQ/TjAoo754pvI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7NFX9Ep6fcE/s1600/lt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKRfYleCQuQ/TjAoo754pvI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7NFX9Ep6fcE/s320/lt.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have still not let go of you...LLR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-3987762848107786183?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3987762848107786183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3987762848107786183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3987762848107786183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3987762848107786183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-thing-called-love.html' title='A Little Thing called Love'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKRfYleCQuQ/TjAoo754pvI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7NFX9Ep6fcE/s72-c/lt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-528048983897334067</id><published>2011-07-07T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T18:31:17.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>Back in Singapore and i get reminded of why i hated to stay at home ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-528048983897334067?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2985868818146990330</id><published>2011-05-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:12:25.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart is fragile much</title><content type='html'>is this another trap or a shining escape route?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless mi heart who enters a battlefield again... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2985868818146990330?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2985868818146990330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2985868818146990330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2985868818146990330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2985868818146990330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/05/heart-is-fragile-much.html' title='the heart is fragile much'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2223163541849959443</id><published>2011-04-29T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:02:29.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sup sup</title><content type='html'>Hummm i guess...its time to forgive and forget...not worth it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2223163541849959443?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2223163541849959443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2223163541849959443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2223163541849959443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2223163541849959443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/04/sup-sup.html' title='sup sup'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-140066541152355586</id><published>2011-04-03T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T03:51:35.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>box of not even love...just friendship</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; you had to leave it on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got it damn right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont deserve me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Ting thanks for backstabbing me, suprised...of all people. You've lost your best friend. And now you steal someone's love. Have you no guilt? Go on and teach your students how to steal friends when you become a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow it big. I know my heart was pure. I did nothing to stab the both of you. My name might be tarnished in mentoring...i dont care. Cuz all i did was fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ THE END ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-140066541152355586?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/140066541152355586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=140066541152355586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/140066541152355586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/140066541152355586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/04/box-of-not-even-lovejust-friendship.html' title='box of not even love...just friendship'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4506756769814743907</id><published>2011-02-11T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T15:46:03.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for once...when you put your heart and soul into it...you get thrown about</title><content type='html'>its been a while...i have no idea why i actually still love you...but this is what i have to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;You lied. I truly believe that. You and your friends are exactly what you all claim to hate; liars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="line-height: 18px; text-indent: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish you would just realize that we are supposed to be together. There is no one else in this world that I have felt completely myself with and I know the same is for you. I brought out a side of you people have never seen before; I hadn't ever seen before. A side of you that was wonderful and exciting. It was supposed to be me. Me and you. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I miss your voice, your laugh, your eyes, your smile, your warm body. Most of all, I miss how I felt when I was with you. Like there was no time, no worry; like the casino, I went all in a hoped for the best, played my hand, and lost. Lost everything, even our friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;They tell me everything will be the same in time. To have faith, but having faith is killing me more and more everyday because I know it will never be the same; it can't be, but I still wish for it, everyday. I would still do anything for you. I knew from the start that it was going to suck when it ended. I even knew that it was going to end apparently. I just wish/hope/pray someday you'll realize that I was good for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;i genuinely in the first time in my life loved a girl...&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/2546914274965708011-4506756769814743907?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4506756769814743907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4506756769814743907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4506756769814743907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4506756769814743907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/02/truth.html' title='for once...when you put your heart and soul into it...you get thrown about'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4637628835617907928</id><published>2011-01-20T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:45:39.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report is so lame</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;LLR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you just disappear...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i still at this state...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4637628835617907928?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4637628835617907928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4637628835617907928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4637628835617907928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4637628835617907928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/01/report-is-so-lame.html' title='Report is so lame'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-377330601677427648</id><published>2011-01-19T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:53:47.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh its 1am already?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried talking to all your ex's all in a row and suddenly say "GOODNIGHT" to all of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some never replied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some replied...(much appreciated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some think im crazy...(I LIKE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-377330601677427648?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/377330601677427648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=377330601677427648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/377330601677427648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/377330601677427648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-its-1am-already.html' title='Oh its 1am already?'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7062612763862965110</id><published>2011-01-05T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:37:52.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2011...!</title><content type='html'>So much have i changed since the first time i got impaled into my heart. A change which i did not expect. I shant push the blame around to Li Rong or anything, because change is something that can be controlled.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I grow, the more storms that i have to pull through...the more my temper shortens, the higher the wall goes over my heart. I guess its cuz of insecurity?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno, but one thing is for sure...i find that nowadays. I have slowly have got more sensitive to stupidity or childishness. I find it so much harder to accept failures...whenever there is a rotten tomato in the basket...i would wanna take it out and skin it alive...smash it till&amp;nbsp;smithereens...following blend it in a blender till its pulp. Thats the feeling i get nowadays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet it makes me sad. Hurting those who are around me.&amp;nbsp;Every time&amp;nbsp;my temper goes up, my heart aches even more. Given that i have planned something not for the sake of me, but for the community. My efforts seemed far from even appreciated. Sometimes...please understand...please please...i ain't any more free then anyone of you people. In fact my&amp;nbsp;priorities&amp;nbsp;weigh much more then you...I have my FYP which im totally pressured by 2 of the best game programmers in my course...and what seems to be hard work to me might just seem to be nothing to them...every single frame...every single animation....opacity...illustrated...glow effect...size...smoothness of the animation...anti aliasing...photo-shopping...programming is hard...art ain't much easier you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that my older bro is so far all the way at the big apple...i seem to have to be a good cousin...to be a good son...to be a good student...to be a good friend...to be a Mr Nice Guy&amp;nbsp;in front&amp;nbsp;of everybody...what you dont know is the tears i cry behind that mask of mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt that im being throughly affected by Li Rong. She impaled my very last hope of what we called love. The very first time i was willing to dedicate all my heart and soul into making the girl i love happy. Wasn't enough i guess. Haiz...Edwin...im starting to hate that name. You've got a shining star within your grasp...are so blind to even see her shining bright? Im sorry...i still love you rong...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that...i am so disheartened when i see my cousin do immature actions. The actions of heck care...the actions of not wanting to do more. Trying to display that he is cool...when in fact the actions that he is doing are like of a gangster. I really dont want to see him go the wrong way. Pretty much is why im being so strict on him? Honestly this stresses me a hell lot also...i want him to have what i didnt have...yet i want him to understand the importance of what you have infront of you. Now he is obviously taking advantage of my weak uncle and very blurr aunt. He cant even name himself a proper english name. Grow up fast wei zhi...not everything in the world revolves around you...make the right decisions...be a good example for Yong Yong...im seriously trying my best to be a better example..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house seems pretty empty now. Its just me, my mom &amp;amp; my maid. I can see that her any form of happiness would be to see her 2 sons be successful and happy in the future. Given daddy's situation...i doubt in any future...we will be complete again. Life goes on...my bones and flesh still come from the both of them...i have to respect both sides even though one is YING one is YANG....trying to be a good son...haix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYP...is so screwed...pressure...everyday need to wake up(normal for everyone)...what makes it worse for me is that im working side by side with the most epic pros in game programming in my cohort...zzzz nuff said...teacher expects that much from me also....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i have to rush through this post...i really need to work abit on my FYP before some destressing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i really wanna say is that im sorry if i have flared my temper on you...im really under alot of shit pressure....even if you dont see this...i hope you feel and you know im sorry.Its time to end it...i dont wanna be like my mom. I will show that, that wasnt the true me. I shall change...i will calm myself everytime...i will think about your feelings...but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE....understand me too...would you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7062612763862965110?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7062612763862965110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=7062612763862965110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7062612763862965110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7062612763862965110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011...!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2683782288310019693</id><published>2010-12-30T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:55:24.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOBIES!</title><content type='html'>So i just got back home from school. Was quietly walking towards home from kim seng park. There was this teenage Ang Moh-Chinese girl sitting on one of the benches. Just as i was walking pass...she suddenly called out "BOOBIES!!", *SHOCK*...so shocked...i turned towards her. She noticed me O_O" face...she giggled abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, 2 huskies came hopping towards her. "Yeap, they are my dog's names".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow! So is the darker 1 the left or the right side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: HAH! Never thought of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Neh just kidding! *sat down beside her...but not too close*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yeh! I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What interesting names they have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Very~!&lt;br /&gt;*pause(was playing with both of the dogs)*&lt;br /&gt;Girl: My parents named them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thats very funky of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Haha...i think thats just my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Interesting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: It all started when we walked into the pet shop in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow...so they are the "GOODAY MATE!" type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: So am I...anyways...so at the pet shop, we saw these 2 active sibling husky puppies. One girl, one boy. Kept playing with other. My whole family were glued to em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: uhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: We bought em on the spot...but could not immediately decide on the names....so we just brought them home. By the time we brought them home, it was dark already. Suddenly she got missing *pointing at the female one*...so we went around the house looking for her. After much searching, my mom managed to find her at the corner of a room. To suprize the puppy, she crept up to the puppy and went "BOO!"...it woke the pup up and it started to react to the word "BOO" there after. Everytime anyone said it that night, she would come and start licking your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No wonderrr....LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: yeah...so she got her name first! Now i bet you are guessing how he got "BIES"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Durh~!! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Well since my &amp;nbsp;mom got to name Boo already, it was my dad's turn to name the male, aint it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah i guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: So the next morning, at breakfast. He announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl*manly voice act*: Ive finally decided on the name of our male dog, since your mom got to name the bitch(female dog*rofled here*). You see, your mom have already set the benchmark of "scariness" in Boo's name. Thus to keep up with with the theme. Ive decided to name him "BEAST!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: mind you...its B-E-A-S-T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *ROFL ROFL ROFL ROLF ROLF* THATS ACTUALLY A SCARY NAME!!! SO MANLY TOO! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *back to manly voice* SO COME HERE BEAST! Your name is BEAST okay?....You see family when we call them together we will call em BOOBEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: my mom almost choked her coffee out then..haha it was the joke for our family from then after...but seriously...somehow i REALLY think my dad did that totally intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Duh!~ So....indirectly....they are your....erm no offence...your boobies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Ahahah fret not! Yes pretty much....yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Your boobies are so adorable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yeah i love them both...! Always a ball of fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHA! OKAY ENOUGH OF THAT!! THAT WAS JUST SO WRONG FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Hahaha! Yeah...i have to get back soon! Dinner...&amp;amp; boobies are getting hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *serious look* So can i meet you dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*CENSORED*&lt;/span&gt; You dont have to know this part :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2683782288310019693?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2683782288310019693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2683782288310019693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2683782288310019693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2683782288310019693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/12/boobies.html' title='BOOBIES!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-302167287669482936</id><published>2010-12-30T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:48:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The year is coming to a end...and its time to leave it all behind</title><content type='html'>Hahaha...i guess no one bothers lookin here anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT!!! JUST THE WAY IT SHOULD BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still pretty much hurt by you...honestly speaking...i can rightfully say i have never so whole heartedly loved someone before...not any of my past girlfriends or flings had even a taste of love you had...believe it or not...up to you...i know my heart...you just tore me apart....I HATE YOU!! I HOPE YOU GET STABBED IN THE HEART ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period..................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Stranger is the best romance comedy film i have ever watched. I aint&amp;nbsp;exaggerating...if you havent caught it. You are a dumbass noob. Love it to the max...i would watch it again and again and get entertained....beat&amp;nbsp;Rapunzel upside down too. Though Rapunzel was alr 5 popcorns for me...you can imagine Hello Stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guanmuenho.com/gallery/still/hello_29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://guanmuenho.com/gallery/still/hello_29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favourite Scene...where everything becomes "You &amp;amp; Me" cuz nothing else matters...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentoring shirt was a&amp;nbsp;disappointment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I wasn't credited&lt;br /&gt;2) The shirt colour sucks&lt;br /&gt;3) Sizes were just wrong&lt;br /&gt;4) Equation at the back is shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got my license...after long last...test dint went pretty well in the circuit. Practically got 0 pts on the road. All the other 18 were in the circuit. Many did tell me to post on facebook. I dont see why? For what....its just driving...so what if i pass...almost half of sgp can drive? It aint a easy test....i have to admit...just be glad that its passed...not be proud and look down to those who failed....(Wing Sze you still old me a meal...LOL) Drove...SC's van today....nice! I love my turning...i think its very accurate and smooth...hate the gear shift of his van though...so hard to move...overall i gave alot of them a scare...but i passed the safety test eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my life seem to revolve around you? Every single time i try to drink water on any public transport...every single time i see hello kitty...everytime i walk the upslope back to my home...everytime i visit my baby cousin...everytime i drive...i remember...why did i ever put all my heart to make sure i get my license to make sure i can spend more time with you....heartbreaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao for now...see you again in 2011...when i come here to rant once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-302167287669482936?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/302167287669482936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=302167287669482936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/302167287669482936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/302167287669482936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-is-coming-to-endand-its-time-to.html' title='The year is coming to a end...and its time to leave it all behind'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8614595680183497384</id><published>2010-12-12T23:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:21:12.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapunzel is so HOT!!!</title><content type='html'>YESH!! Im sorry but Despicable Me! You have to go down 1 level...as my fav animated film of the year... IS RAPUNZELL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://vrempire.com/Image/BlogImg/20100829-Rapunzel/Rapunzel-Tangled.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blondie....maybe time to let me down now??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vrempire.com/Image/BlogImg/20100829-Rapunzel/Rapunzel-Tangled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1666594000"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1666594001"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/tangled_movie_image_rapunzel_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://www.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/tangled_movie_image_rapunzel_02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;WEEEee~~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16800000/disney-tangled-rapunzel-pascal-flynn-disneys-rapunzel-16839056-1280-720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16800000/disney-tangled-rapunzel-pascal-flynn-disneys-rapunzel-16839056-1280-720.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT MOMM....i dunn wanna sleep!! &amp;gt;=(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17200000/Rapunzel-disney-princess-17291276-586-304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17200000/Rapunzel-disney-princess-17291276-586-304.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lanternsss &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stitchkingdom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/rgl112016LARGE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://www.stitchkingdom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/rgl112016LARGE.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEA =)))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of pictures...but seriously im in love in the movie....inside...not screaming or whatever though...it totally bring back the childish side of me back....like watching fairy tales....as if for that around 1 and a half hours everything just seems magical...gives me totally the motivation that the world might not be so bad after all...just totally motivates me...ending was abit rush but unexpected!! BUT OMG HER NEW HAIR IS SO HOTTTT!!!! XD....WEEEE~~~ totally am going to either buy the DVD or download it...see how HEEHEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just only if i was watching with the right person...haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i know that i havent been bloggin long...dat some impatient dude went like UPDATE YOUR BLOG LEI....lol...sorry la i really need the jolly or real sad mood la...and be free...so its not that easy at all...apologies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pretty much im being very stressed up by FYP...cuz new pressure and workload is being pumped to me...haix i hope i can handle it...nowadays its really just animate animate animate...and more animate...its boring...but yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sides that...thanks to bros and zhen...ive been more calm...but heart aching and brain remembering still remains...guess i cant help that i have close to perfect photographic life memory...sucks totally....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm anw today TV hunting...see super cheap TVs...compared to last time!! LOL my mom is imba not to buy them...seriously...RESPECT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i finally managed to find a i shall say BEST iphone cover for iPhone 3G that i can even find now...its all iPhone 4 now....like seriously...but i still love it cuz its still pink.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO HERE IT IS!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TQTrpdnxxuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kK2sk4jiRbQ/s1600/IMG_3168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TQTrpdnxxuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kK2sk4jiRbQ/s320/IMG_3168.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heehee cheeky right?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more its got this dunno how to say...Rubbery coating around?? Makes it feel less cheap? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess...thats pretty much...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of watching Hello Stranger sometime during the weekday....hopefully it wont disappoint :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rGgdlMGQvVk/TI8-5FctSbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8PlHn6t-oGo/s1600/Hello+Stranger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rGgdlMGQvVk/TI8-5FctSbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8PlHn6t-oGo/s320/Hello+Stranger.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How i wish it will be with you...wasted&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Out you go enjoying yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;while im back here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;aching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;how could you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;sorry i cant help myself but to care...cuz i still....nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;dont get me wrong...i hate showing you this side of me...but i guess its kinda the better way for me to let you go...and not fall for you again...but dont things will fall back in place when the time comes...we will still be back to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;p.s. will you even see this? I wonder...you are still invited to my blog afterall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;OKAY JUST ONE MORE &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17300000/Rapunzel-disney-princess-17399581-400-550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17300000/Rapunzel-disney-princess-17399581-400-550.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So pretty ^^! (my new iphone wallpaper!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&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/2546914274965708011-8614595680183497384?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8614595680183497384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8614595680183497384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8614595680183497384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8614595680183497384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/12/rapunzel-is-so-hot.html' title='Rapunzel is so HOT!!!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TQTrpdnxxuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/kK2sk4jiRbQ/s72-c/IMG_3168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8286386510354494134</id><published>2010-11-25T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T09:43:15.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Cutie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TO06nYtcY3I/AAAAAAAAANk/iXIrzYDg3Zk/s1600/IMG_3127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TO06nYtcY3I/AAAAAAAAANk/iXIrzYDg3Zk/s320/IMG_3127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know....hard to resist right? XD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TO061bFZD-I/AAAAAAAAANo/goh6OF8sYOw/s1600/IMG_3129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TO061bFZD-I/AAAAAAAAANo/goh6OF8sYOw/s320/IMG_3129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woo...can see M&amp;amp;Ms?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Songs played @ the front area of Cineleisure was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up this morning...drowsy...&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy &amp;amp; feel like vomiting...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i cant wait for Saturday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-8286386510354494134?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8286386510354494134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8286386510354494134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8286386510354494134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8286386510354494134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-miss-youi-really-do.html' title='Disney Cutie!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TO06nYtcY3I/AAAAAAAAANk/iXIrzYDg3Zk/s72-c/IMG_3127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4577067926870184841</id><published>2010-11-22T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:27:49.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Love keeps us alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love eats us alive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its still glad to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not game over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4577067926870184841?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4577067926870184841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4577067926870184841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4577067926870184841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4577067926870184841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6333064037794538740</id><published>2010-11-18T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:44:21.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the rain...</title><content type='html'>now i know...im just a speck of dust in your wonderful world of FRIENDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see...&lt;br /&gt;Might not be what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you might not see...&lt;br /&gt;might just be that very little thing you have been always waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you even back home yet...='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TOVJwmQggpI/AAAAAAAAANg/I1Gm89BLXXk/s1600/39564_434746100965_678490965_5620169_8080926_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TOVJwmQggpI/AAAAAAAAANg/I1Gm89BLXXk/s640/39564_434746100965_678490965_5620169_8080926_n.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2546914274965708011-6333064037794538740?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6333064037794538740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6333064037794538740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6333064037794538740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6333064037794538740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-hate-rain.html' title='I hate the rain...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TOVJwmQggpI/AAAAAAAAANg/I1Gm89BLXXk/s72-c/39564_434746100965_678490965_5620169_8080926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5205596296234775394</id><published>2010-11-16T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:45:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunderstorms &amp; raindrops</title><content type='html'>Cried on the bus to sch today...auntie passed me tissue...thank you very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know you dint ask for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To start with...i was doing my stuff...and you replied...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; you expect me not to try?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just cant help it...do i look like i can just control it like ON an OFF?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Since its so easy...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Show me...show me you can forget E...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friends...with those memories...only friends?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Studying together...booking of library rooms...getting your lollipop...getting C's bday present...preparing suprizes for friends...good morning and goodluck wishes for exams...getiting star stickers for A...KOI glass jelly...i remembered them all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But oh wait...you most probably forgot all...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;STM... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cannot live on knowing we had something going on till you closed your doors on me...just running away and leave me drenched in the rain...I cannot live on knowing I am not given a chance to know that YES we were meant to be just friends...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and NO...if you do not like it...don't do it...Im not forcing you to love me...no one is...but at least open your doors once again...and come back to reality...please...stop running&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's most probably the only way you can repay me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5205596296234775394?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2887236097484200020</id><published>2010-11-14T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:29:29.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>courage</title><content type='html'>I just hope that one day...you will come to light...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2887236097484200020?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2887236097484200020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2887236097484200020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2378057765972499598</id><published>2010-11-11T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T01:36:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms coughing badly on her bed =\</title><content type='html'>Im missing you so...less den a week and im wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when am i gonna see you again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are well tucked into bed by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issit so much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know that u are safely back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...you would wait for my goodnights...now you dont even bother...&lt;br /&gt;here is mine for tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight &amp;amp; Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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=\'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1402100529767354745</id><published>2010-11-07T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T13:43:35.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeepaavaliii!! "OUCH" says my wallet...</title><content type='html'>Harlo! Long time no blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving this long weekend so far? Managed to get tons of rest...though abit of sadness within? Shush...push em aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is sick.... =\...coughing away in the room beside me...when i offer to get medicine for her she just shoots back NO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Spent the lazy morning slacking around infront of my  lappy. Late afternoon, best friend came. Went out...and WENT TO  ISTANA...lol we are so the kings of random shit and more shit..."woo  free plaza singapura shuttle bus!!"....lol its my 2nd time to istana  park...its kinda nostalgic though. The last time i came...i was just  some mischievous kid running around rolling around the vast park of the  100 acre land...tsk...as me and bestfriend were walking up towards the  actual building of the istana...a golf buggy came rushing past us...HEY  ISNT THAT OUR PRESIDENT?? lolol...yeah... the rest of the day ahh...talk  talk and more talk....oh and WALK WALK WALK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday - MENTORING!! Woah sian...like the last 1 le lo...hopefully  there will be many outings!! So anyways...yesterday i was like arranged  by ZH to attend to this mentally challenged kid together with YW. So i was like "okay!! since i nver tried before."...so i went to him and introduce myself...he just dashed off to grab a puzzle and play =.=""""....and the even next thing i knew was that YW went missing....leaving me alone to tend to the child. Not too happy about that too...but nvm la...haiya...that kid attention span is like epic short. Throughout the whole session i can say that I went through over 10+ different activities with him. Luckily Char came and help half way. Oh &amp;amp; he always wanted to play with a scissors. Knowing that he is of those type that would be UNPREDICTABLE! I was strict and made sure a scissors does not even touch his hand. He then flared his temper and started crying and beating me. IRON HEART MODE! =\\....bleh bo pian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the session dunno why he suddenly got stuck to wing sze. O.o...like totally forgot about me...LOL finally after that went around and clearing the place up. Hahah finally the end of another tiring but fulfilling mentoring day...Overall i think i did badly lei...you should have seen how miss cheryl handle kids. Like salute lo...HAHA! She could comprehend my child...while i was blur...she went "Oh he got kicked by his brother in the morning"...and im like @_@" HOW DYA KNO THAT!!....*emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had botak for lunch....coupon expired...sian =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a erm...train time...shant talk abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wiht wei zhi...HAHA...im like such a good cousin right? I RELEASED HIM FROM HOUSE PRISON! Brought him to watch a movie...had KFC for dinner...and duhh...where he most liked...playing LEFT4DEAD...honestly...after playing like for a while i got abit dizzy...so i settled playing viwawa...LOL i know right? WTH...go LAN ctr and play viwawa....aiyah go there also is not for me to play...its more for him. Hahaha...omg luh...3 bucks per hour =((...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back home in the slight rain...loved it honestly...cools down the mind...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back and see my dear friend ranting and crying while talking on msn...wTH...that bastard again...LOL i told you....tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE EVERYTHING WILL GO UP FOR OUR CLIQUE FROM NOW ON YEAH!! HUAT AHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shant say i am disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;but im affected...&lt;br /&gt;so i realised...&lt;br /&gt;i mean so little...&lt;br /&gt;to you ppl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1402100529767354745?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1402100529767354745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1402100529767354745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1402100529767354745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7968505911407656661?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7968505911407656661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=7968505911407656661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7968505911407656661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7968505911407656661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/10/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7111637395158815851</id><published>2010-10-29T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:04:26.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slowly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you dont want ppl to dislike you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you push away those who love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I really dont get you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean do i expect that much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7111637395158815851?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3728339982551621387</id><published>2010-10-28T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:37:20.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advancing Technology is not all bad...im touched...=')</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTzTt1VnHRM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/HTzTt1VnHRM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sniff...sniff...im thankful to be born all well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some retardation XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-3728339982551621387?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3728339982551621387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3728339982551621387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3728339982551621387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3728339982551621387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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popo's house...used the stolen key from my brother's key set that he had left in Singapore. I failed at opening the lock. So grandpa realizing that someone is at the door...came to check. As the door opened and i see my grandpa helping me with the lock. I felt so at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my step in. The floor was cold and moist. Turned back and lay my bag on the side sofa. My shoulders felt so much more relaxed. I walked further in and said good morning to both of my love ones. Humble but married for so many years...yet the both of them always had something to nag to each other about everyday. Yet nowadays it was always about that cute but adorable boy. Its either about what he should wear or...actually anything to do with him. So pampered...so cute...but so spoilt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to take my break...finally managed to splash some good amount of water on myself and clean my up face that has been exposed to the pathetic haze. As i stepped out of the toilet. There i saw a stout bended &amp;amp; frail figure...moving from side to side. Popo was mopping the floor. I couldn't stand seeing my grandma doing such a job that requires such menial work given her age. I snatched the mop job away from her. Mopping i shall say is not a very usual job that i would do. But i am not too bad at it...i guess...till halfway while mopping popo came to me and explained how onto spread the "mop hairs" so as to get a better result. Felt great...doing early morning chores once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i was done mopping...settled onto sitting on the floor infront of the television to have my humble but breakfast filled with love. 1 cup of warm milo &amp;amp; 3 "Lian Yong" bao. At this moment...i looked at the surroundings and realised the peace and serenity. The only thing that was not was the heavy heart of mine. Slowly one by one both of them made their way into the living room to join me for my breakfast. Popo switched the TV on. The news was on, bringing the image of reality happening outside this little HDB flat which we were in. Floods, haze, earthquakes...signs of 2012 turning from a plain old prediction to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i finished my breakfast. I took the group of utensils that i used and brought it into the kitchen sink and unknowingly wash em spic and span. Feels weird but fulfilling when doing such, that of what i don't get to do in my own home. Washing as i was...popo came strolling in with the left over utensils...she wanted to take over. Refused...but had to gave in eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my reluctant steps and sat on the chair nearby. I leaned slightly forward on the chair support...and stared blankly towards the light coming from the window...popo then said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”存在心里的事就像一个炸弹一样，没说出来。。。不是今天。。。明天就会爆炸。。。只看你存了多久。。。“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke to tears...uncontrolled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brawled it out on her...as her eyes welled up...her heart hurts to see her grandson in so much regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every pat on my back i received from popo...i felt the love pumping into me...“不要哭了不要哭了。。。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her conclusion was simple and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;你到底是不是一个男人? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i simmer down...and my tears starting to create of what a small puddle on the floor that i merely mopped a few moments ago...popo just kept patting...and when i finally looked up...she simply held my hand...led me to the bedroom...and did what she would always do when i was still learning ABCs...lay with me till i fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is grandpa's bday and i forget...tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im deeply sorry for what i have said...&lt;br /&gt;When we spoke...&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned...&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what to say...&lt;br /&gt;I just...&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to cry so badly...&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't... &lt;br /&gt;I could not express how sorry I was...&lt;br /&gt;All i could think of doing was but to&lt;b&gt; hold you tight...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to assure you...&lt;br /&gt;I will not do this again...&lt;br /&gt;I promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to let you go so easily...not for such a special person like you&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;I am not him... &lt;br /&gt;I am not like him...&lt;br /&gt;we have happy times...&lt;br /&gt;we have memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You said you have forgiven me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;how am i supposed to forgive MYSELF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sorry....='( &lt;/b&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/2546914274965708011-8724656670807568387?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8724656670807568387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8724656670807568387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8724656670807568387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8724656670807568387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/10/grandma-knows-best.html' title='grandma knows best...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5718330896474070856</id><published>2010-10-20T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T04:41:06.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>就这样...抛弃了我一边...我到底做了什么错?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;我終於還是說了一句我愛你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;還記得那個微涼夜裡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;天空正飄著小雨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;心跳的聲音  像舞動奇蹟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;你看著我說千萬不要愛上你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;因為你只會讓我傷心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;別傻了快點喊停&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;你那麼冷靜  忽遠又忽近&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;我知道我對你來說也許太年輕 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;我想我猜我問我終於了解&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;原來為愛流的眼淚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;也是種甜蜜滋味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;只想愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;當我和你走在一起就已經決定 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;不看不聽不問也不會放棄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;是你讓我了解自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;可以為愛那麼堅定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;只想愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;好想每天睜開眼睛就能看到你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;我知道我偶爾有一點任性&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;不管你做任何決定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;究竟愛我還是逃避&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sorry我還是不會放棄愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where did you take the girl that i love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The one who was warm at heart &amp;amp; a smile that would light up the whole town...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now you seem so cold...so heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;just to kick me to one side and rot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If it was so easy to let you go...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my love wasn't true...don't you understand?&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/2546914274965708011-5718330896474070856?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5718330896474070856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5718330896474070856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5718330896474070856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5718330896474070856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='就这样...抛弃了我一边...我到底做了什么错?'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8214698754232296282</id><published>2010-10-18T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T09:41:41.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sleepless night.</title><content type='html'>i dunno how to say but im sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it makes me fume to think about what i said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what makes it worse is me and that idiot touched on the same subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts...but i still love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-8214698754232296282?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8214698754232296282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8214698754232296282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8214698754232296282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8214698754232296282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-sleepless-night.html' title='another sleepless night.'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4023373829846243246</id><published>2010-10-14T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:42:30.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohooo~!! Rainie Yang!</title><content type='html'>Okays...time have been passing by real quick! Holidays are coming to a end =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have been spamming dis drama...thx to someone la...tell me they kiss! Den of course i dun wan miss ma...say till they kiss so romantic and make u high...so i watch catch up TV from the start lo...HAHA but not too bad laa!! Still can make me laugh =DD Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="428" id="il_fi" src="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/taste_2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha kinda my dream with my future girl XD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY FTT IN ONE TIME!! wAKAKAKA... I so wanna thank those ppl who helped me and kan jiong with me...! Now its only TP test left! Huat AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passed my Test...got a sms from LR...asking if she could call me shortly after(she said good news good news)... Haha excited! I thought what sia...was thinking... "IM PREGNANT"...oh wait...no... i mean "I SAW ANTON!!" or "I GOT A RAISE!!" or "I FELL DOWN THE LADDER WHILE STOCK TAKING!!"&amp;nbsp; =pp...in the end..its WE GOT TICKETS TOOooOOoooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QM2-6hVKZbQ/S-D2Hu8Lb3I/AAAAAAAAKSk/Ybxj8zlhlSg/s1600/rainieYang_whimsical_world_collection2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" id="il_fi" src="http://www.sportshub.com.sg/upload_files/events/yang10.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAA YAAA...sponsered tickets lei!! SEEEEeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TLcEtVIp1XI/AAAAAAAAANM/INIX03xZIWQ/s1600/IMG_2799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TLcEtVIp1XI/AAAAAAAAANM/INIX03xZIWQ/s320/IMG_2799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeap...just picked em up today =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg when i went to the beyond main office...it was real dark...old kinda eerie area...but the sound of children rolling and playing around made it much more lively! First step in i see a pool table...its in quite stable but old old condition. There is this group of boys...approx 4 of them...playing pool! Like so cool...back then when i was that young...i only knew how to run and pull other girl's hair? XP... they looked at me...like stunned...cuz suddenly some stranger comes in...den i asked "Can i speak to your teacher?" ...one of dem dashed in and called his teacher out...haha omg u can see em like freeze as i look around the area...honestly its just the perfect place to stage a horror movie scene...while waiting for the teacher to come out...heehee managed to ask em if i could take a shot...hohohooo...shot a ball in! I thought em abit on how to think physics...opps...abit too fast for them? XD Shortly one of the staff came strolling out of the aircon room by the side..settled the ticket issue briskly =)))....but my plan to request for more tix FAILEDDD!! haha opps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...slowly made my way back home in the scorching sun and the slow breeze...perfect mood...perfect weather...perfect smile...cuz i was gonna see her later...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Panda + White envelope + Short girl = Made my day... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; do you expect me not to ♥ you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Im disappointed in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you Mom...she doesnt deserve that at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4023373829846243246?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4023373829846243246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4023373829846243246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4023373829846243246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4023373829846243246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/10/woohooo-rainie-yang.html' title='Woohooo~!! Rainie Yang!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TLcEtVIp1XI/AAAAAAAAANM/INIX03xZIWQ/s72-c/IMG_2799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6440392476098481402</id><published>2010-10-05T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:45:25.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sending the tall nerds off...</title><content type='html'>Just typed down the camp post...that took me long to think about and complete...my god...so much i had to delete... anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESHH MANY THINGS HAPPENED... but im lazy to type it all out... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main event? Sending my best tall friends of to japan... omg so tiring day...luckily the next day's event was cut off!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave both of them the chicken rice paste so that their hosting families could get a taste of Singapore!! Hahaha so pro right? I wanted to buy the chicken curry and laksa also lo...but i think...lol! How are they supposed to find the ingredients like all the CHU MEE FEN(laksa), LEMON GRASS(curry)...to cook for them...so the easiest! Chicken rice =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzkPF2guI/AAAAAAAAANA/4f9EP6Y5BY0/s1600/02102010015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzkPF2guI/AAAAAAAAANA/4f9EP6Y5BY0/s320/02102010015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzlwd2HtI/AAAAAAAAANE/xZby-Y59unc/s1600/02102010016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzlwd2HtI/AAAAAAAAANE/xZby-Y59unc/s320/02102010016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzoOHogfI/AAAAAAAAANI/xDQkn2eyYM4/s1600/02102010017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzoOHogfI/AAAAAAAAANI/xDQkn2eyYM4/s320/02102010017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Ting came late...but i guess i understand ba...so suay the D&amp;amp;D so happened to be the day that my friends were leaving and it would be impolite to leave half way....at least they managed to have a phone conv with those 2 buggers. And off they went! Rong was almost gonna cry lo...HAH! I dunno why...but i believe lo...sending people off must let them see you at your happiest state when they last look at you. Otherwise the last thing that they might rmb of you might be of your crying face....i dont want that ma...so smile :)...heehee CRYBABY! &amp;gt;=p.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT came...made our way around the terminals...settled at macs...and DEAL-ed...I ALMOST WON! MY VIRGIN WINN...but no...the tsun zi bing fa to keep your cards hidden from ppl failed with this card called "JUST SAY NO!"...........really made me go "NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" T_T"....rong won after that lo...zzz kam sia hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha after a failed attempt onto looking for a place to lie down and nua....we settled at the smaller tables of Macs...the Batok people slept soundly...haha while fat girl got her macdonalds breakfast after much pondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST FORWARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batoks made their way back via MRT...and whats left of us...haiya...how would u expect me to leave you alone going back home at this state...half crippled zombied girl walking around...you should have seen yourself that day...LOL like just came out from a zombie moviee...waiting to bite me and infect me only DDD=...heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORKAY!! I HAVE TO CUT OFF THIS PART OF THE DAY CUZ ITS CENSORED....just some lazy baby sleeping...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; =PPP..... yeah la yeah la....imma asshole =.="....it'll just have to be stored in my memory chip... =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't say that the day ended the very way i wanted it to...but i was glad...i was happy...just to be beside you...haha how did i even manage to joke...you ask...why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you always look even prettier smiling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going clubbing soon with da guys...and no i only love one girl...&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*twists fingers*&lt;br /&gt;hopes for the best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6440392476098481402?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKrzkPF2guI/AAAAAAAAANA/4f9EP6Y5BY0/s72-c/02102010015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5521053333548581173</id><published>2010-09-30T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:35:19.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peektures</title><content type='html'>got so much to say...got so many posts unfinished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures that i found on the net...dedicated to a special someone...lovely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUcokqtqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sQveSY7-9lA/s1600/60528_434993747949_690792949_5266323_619276_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUcokqtqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sQveSY7-9lA/s320/60528_434993747949_690792949_5266323_619276_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUdhXqDnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/DxwccitaSI0/s1600/63309_434993772949_690792949_5266324_6754048_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUdhXqDnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/DxwccitaSI0/s320/63309_434993772949_690792949_5266324_6754048_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUed2QpCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sNM1ovEleDg/s1600/61101_435079532949_690792949_5268157_4817007_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUed2QpCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sNM1ovEleDg/s320/61101_435079532949_690792949_5268157_4817007_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUdhXqDnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/DxwccitaSI0/s1600/63309_434993772949_690792949_5266324_6754048_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TKOUcokqtqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sQveSY7-9lA/s1600/60528_434993747949_690792949_5266323_619276_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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made me snigger abit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5836066973214990854?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5836066973214990854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5836066973214990854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5836066973214990854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5836066973214990854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/something.html' title='something'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4141818308638650930</id><published>2010-09-28T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:31:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Though not made by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the effort of digging the one more left for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4141818308638650930?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-9010399518766944581</id><published>2010-09-26T22:59:00.038+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:08:35.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camping with a empty heart...but full of laughter...</title><content type='html'>Camp was great!! Just not healthy for the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night walk - I was supposed to have you as my partner...but i rejected the choice...for the sake of a fellow camper...you tell me...is it the greatest mistake that i would ever make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group - Bonded and high! GREAT! Till.......... When i realised that those 2 are in my team. I totally felt for beng...but what do you want me to do?? There am i seeing my best friend's heart being tore apart...while mine is barely surviving... IM SO HELPLESS... =(((((((((((((((((((....SERIOUSLY WHYYYYY....stuck all in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Race - Enjoyed most of it. Got annoyed by how the security guards kept coming and halting the activity. Very creative clown face!! Heehee prove that im a visual person!! =DD...all us lazy bumms just went back like half dead...time to prepare for camp fire skit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire - Hahha all the mentors get together....never seen this bunch of people so high without kids b4....guess this time...it was our turn to be the kids...going around flashing lightstickssss like our little magic wands ^.^V.....performance was great!! Heh so proud that i came out with my group's skit...just slowly came flowing out of my mouth as i was planning. But greatly performed by my group and co. GO SPIDERMAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire night (Card game nights) - Yeap practically no one was falling asleep early...I spent hours having fun at the UNO side... when i realised that on the other side there was JELLY...but when i managed to raid the lao pai room....there were supposingly no more jelly left =((...heh...anyways managed to settle down and play monopoly deal with...erm CS, HT, Yv... omg i still suck at it luh =3="...LR went to check out on the planning comm....and SHE CAME BACK WITH A LAST JELLY!!&amp;nbsp; =DDD...haha so happy..but had a little mishap and almost lost it just now &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"...but thanks alot girl. As a friend or something more? No matter i was smiling the whole night... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break camp - Hahhaa woke up all drowsy and&amp;nbsp; finding that most of the people were gone and packing le...crap and i was like "Huh...so fast?"...den the next thing i realised...OPPS I WAS SLEEPING IN A GIRL'S ROOM! Lalala~ haha no notty stuff im sorry... =p....but yeah so i dashed out go up and speed pack my stuff up...haha and caught up with the people at the first floor of loft. Hahaha fast forward...to the "Paper in the back" exercise!! Omg...so hot la the area while people were running around while i had to do the "horse stance" so as to make it easier for the people to write on my back....haha physically demanding...but its all worth it ba =DD...got many "GAYYY" words on mine...crappp...image spoilt le laa &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macs - so after camp...a grp of us were totally hungry so we chomped our way down to KAP...and some VERY OUTDATED PERSON didnt know that there was a new branch of island creamery there...hahah! But to cut it short... we didnt get to eat it =(((((((....sian...my lime sherbet...LOL theres always another time ba ^^...all ends well ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMPS OVERR!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears to cryy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it out of joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or sadness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a success...thats what matters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-9010399518766944581?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/9010399518766944581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=9010399518766944581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/9010399518766944581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/9010399518766944581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/camping-with-empty-heartbut-full-of.html' title='camping with a empty heart...but full of laughter...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-343574327006137567</id><published>2010-09-21T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T00:27:15.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>invisble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I die young bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cant take this much longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-343574327006137567?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/343574327006137567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=343574327006137567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/343574327006137567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/343574327006137567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/invisble.html' title='invisble'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6562123454116270072</id><published>2010-09-15T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:08:35.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Shouting Studios (USS) AHHHHHH~!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeap so to sum up the past few days, done with the last exams in NP. Now im free...running already...but not yet flying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shall start with yesterday &amp;amp; my visit to USS for the 2nd time. This time with friends and not family...so the feeling was kinda new and great! =D And i have to add that yesterday was a public holiday eve + the school holidays, so the park was kinda filled with families of kids &amp;amp; their parents bringing them along. It was kinda weird kinda being the only group of friends around there or something. But oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first ride...since being a dude with experience that i came to the theme park b4...i decided to let the try the best of the best first. Morever its gonna be even more crowded if we were to go abit later. And the fact that we have not eaten our lunch. Yes it was The Return of the Mummy roller coaster ride. I have to admit the entrance of the attraction is very...creepy indeed...the atmosphere that it pumps into the people...the cold aircon...the speakers with random screams and the props that are placed around. I could see the girls guts decreased into almost a mere raisin...li rong was on the verge of crying and running out while hui ting was down there thinking "im gonna die liao...diee liaoo!"....me and the guys were going "WOO LETS GET IT ON!!!....but shitz...like abit scary also...sianz"....so with that...we survived the ride....and yet again...when the photo was taken my eyes were closed AGAIN!! Crappy lo...Huiting could not stop saying..."Cui diao cui diao" after the ride...li rong was like quite white...HAHA Whooshh!! Ghost!! &amp;gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBdT08hrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YVvkNuZMfsI/s1600/IMG_1653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBdT08hrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YVvkNuZMfsI/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ride...we went scavenging for lunch!! When we passed by the Madagascar area...the show was just about to startt!! Hahaha so all the Madagascar what do u call it... puppets? Started strolling down and get into position...DANCE...haha was quite a show...den photo taking session...I felt Alex was kinda like the best costume of all? Dunno xD...but so i started queuing lo...hahah den found out someone felt that the penguins were cuter...so jolly well after alex we immediately chionged for the penguins....WE DID KARATE CHOP STANCE!!(okay i admit it was my idea &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;")...but the penguins were famous for that ma...so might as well...=p...Lunch was great...food was much better den the last time i came. Apparently my attempt to get the children's meal was a epic fail...its like no fair!! For a cheaper price they get the woody the woodpecker lunch box and more attractive food AND drinks!! like so jealous only...well lunch was great! we talked about alot of stuff and about where we going to go crazy next....WHICH RIDE WHICH RIDE!! Like omg exciting luh!! Should we take roller coaster or sky observer!! OH WAIT WE JUST ATE LUNCH!! LATER VOMIT ALL OUT HOW??? Hahaaa...so if im not wrong...we just settled with walking around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCAxeyy_0I/AAAAAAAAALU/adpXpoRMF-c/s1600/IMG_1574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCAxeyy_0I/AAAAAAAAALU/adpXpoRMF-c/s320/IMG_1574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but (whatever you want to put here) we drifted into the queue of Shrek 4D...hahha!! Those girls....keep complaining about the hot sun and how they are able to stand the sun in the Q....aiyahh how to say....better den raining right!!! Tsk...anyways...haha! Anyways Ive watched shrek 4D for the 3rd time or so? So i was haha quite..."used" to it...none the lesss its great to see my dear friends enjoy it. After shrek 4D, i guess our food from Marty's were all digested...we proceeded with our 2nd roller coaster ride!! Hahah this time is the echanted expresss!! We ride on a dragon!! Hahaha apparently the group of us were quite "normal" after taking the mummy roller coaster...this 1...no kick luh!! haha if you want to put it that way...so yeap the ride was great!! haha...forgot the seat orientation sia...=S...aww crap...OHH LR was beside me....i think...den Hui Ting infront with Kah beng...behind is YQ and Kelv? Den i kept on screaming....den Hui Ting kept saying i siao!! Hahaha oh wells just to add to the excitement maaa...it was fun laaa =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCA-FbFieI/AAAAAAAAALc/4Ycq0FG7-pk/s1600/IMG_1590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCA-FbFieI/AAAAAAAAALc/4Ycq0FG7-pk/s320/IMG_1590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBLL9NbHI/AAAAAAAAALk/XmOfb_eA_w4/s1600/IMG_1591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBLL9NbHI/AAAAAAAAALk/XmOfb_eA_w4/s320/IMG_1591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBUGtZZWI/AAAAAAAAALs/rT4BJkEp6G0/s1600/IMG_1618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBUGtZZWI/AAAAAAAAALs/rT4BJkEp6G0/s320/IMG_1618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCobx2VnlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JYuSJMJEhKA/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCobx2VnlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JYuSJMJEhKA/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that...i think we walked around the vicinty when i spotted ICE CREAMMM!! Hahaha omg it wazz nicee...like 2 bucks...the ice cream was like so thick!! Worth every cent we placed into it...with our ice cream we walked to jurrasic park area...HT so wanted to take the observer ma....90 min waiting time...=.="....den we went the other side to the rafting de....120 min waiting time...=__="....hahhaa den we started strolling back to the mummy side as we realised that we didnt take any picture of the attraction...so i did some crazy poses at the sample seat of the roller coaster outside the mummy building...hahaha here are some photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCorJcqXoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Kx_3-4r900c/s1600/IMG_1639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCorJcqXoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Kx_3-4r900c/s320/IMG_1639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCAkDG_p8I/AAAAAAAAALM/eCVSKtnExF4/s320/41111_427309253067_536058067_4961997_4287601_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So high, so scary right? Im so prooo =p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCAkDG_p8I/AAAAAAAAALM/eCVSKtnExF4/s1600/41111_427309253067_536058067_4961997_4287601_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the photo crazy at egypt, i seriously had to go to the loo...and omg the toilet behind the accelerator IS LIKE DA BEST!! It's aircon is just great and very little people...not to mention the cleanliness... After toilet appreciation....i looked at my phone clock... OH! 4.30!! So we made our way to the WATERWORLD show....first time seeing it...not too bad...haha what made me more amused was the little kids going around like telling the waterworld cast to "WET MEEE WET MEE!!!"...hahahaa cuteZ...if only if it was free for kids below 0.9m like transport...could bring yongx2 around...i bet he'll go crazy seeing all the mascots!! Next time kay!!! Yonggg Yongg...but...omg i'll be so old by thenn...=((...18 years lei...so much...haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCCb5JbQdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DRokK12CMYQ/s1600/IMG_1711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCCb5JbQdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DRokK12CMYQ/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBoCfRBGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/l278t3xLOOQ/s1600/IMG_1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBoCfRBGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/l278t3xLOOQ/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after WATERWORLD, we strolled back to jurrasic park! So we fuffiled HT's wish...honestly...i was quite scared...cuz the last time...haha dunno why the experience wasnt really great i guess....crappy....still abit phobia-tic over visible high heights...but this time...haha i plucked up my courage...and honestly...sitting infront is GREATTTT!!! Hahaha...though i still hate those TINK TINK TINK TINK sound of the machines =3="".... after the observer...i guess we were already all shagged out....still rmb that we supposed to get a pressie for shong ge!! Passed by NewYork and spammed a few family pics also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBz9P7RfI/AAAAAAAAAME/thqB0VPZbDM/s1600/IMG_1757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBz9P7RfI/AAAAAAAAAME/thqB0VPZbDM/s320/IMG_1757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supposed to be a family photo lo!! Smile what smile!! &amp;gt;=(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCCAzA5wEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NitYw4ZqthM/s1600/IMG_1759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCCAzA5wEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/NitYw4ZqthM/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new love &amp;lt;3 opps... xD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed down to the universal studios store!! Omg packed luh =3=""....haha was squeezing around like a wet market....humm and this time i made sure i had to get something from the themepark as a memory...i mean the last time i came and nver used the merchandise tickets....i was regretting like hell la...now i got a the boiling flask from the Marty's and a Shirt from&amp;nbsp; the store!! WOOHOO!!! And omg i must talk about this scene...there was this small boy spilling out all the pens on the ground in the store...and i was thinking who is this rowdy kid!! Lol till i found out what he was doing....hahaha!! He was treating them like cars liddat...he was going "VROOM VROOM!!" omg...my childhood memories flashing back....and you should have seen his face when people accidentally stepped on his "cars" he will diao and will look damn sad liddat....HAHA! aww... still got many more pens....not to worry =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our exit from universal studios was guuudddd~~!! haha but so glamour!! As if we are celebs leavin the theme park...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCCPKps_JI/AAAAAAAAAMU/k8rnIyRgV6k/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCCPKps_JI/AAAAAAAAAMU/k8rnIyRgV6k/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though right after the exit my mood was really dipped...can say PMS...but yeah...so many factors contributing to that...arghh...dun wanna talk about that now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to habour front...since vivo was boring...whats best is we settled for mac donalds!! But before that, i saw that levis signature was going for buy 1 get 1 free...since i wasnt in the best of moods and my jeans are all torn up...so why not...got myself 2 jeans!! At macs...i got happy meal!! Cheapest!! and get a toy for yong yong!!! BATMANN!! haha he loved it lo...kept playing with it when i gave him the toy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, it was time to get the cake for Shong Ge's bday suprize! Personally, i felt...ahh nvm...i shall skip this part. Anw we settled with a mousse cup cake for him....trained all the way from habour front to woodlands...standing all the way...but as usual time pass by so fast when with friends...so when we reached there...we were made to wait for approx 20 min b4 moving in for the MISSION...haha could see he was quite expecting a suprize...especially from her....but not expecting the crowd of all of us to come down...but he was thankful nonetheless. =)....the crazy group of us shoo-ed Shong Ge away so that we could settle down and play monopoly deal....AND I GOT SCAMMED!! STOLEN ALL MY PROPERTIES!! Hahaha...i aint very pro at it...honestly...thats why i dont go into businesss...im sorry...i can talk but cannot BUY AND SELL!! lololol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her...we knew when is our last train home...we seperated respectedly while i sent her home...what a day...so tired....but nonetheless fruitful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCAkDG_p8I/AAAAAAAAALM/eCVSKtnExF4/s1600/41111_427309253067_536058067_4961997_4287601_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(finally im done with this blogpost after dunno how many days)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6562123454116270072?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6562123454116270072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6562123454116270072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6562123454116270072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6562123454116270072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/universal-shouting-studios-uss-ahhhhhh.html' title='Universal Shouting Studios (USS) AHHHHHH~!!!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TJCBdT08hrI/AAAAAAAAAL0/YVvkNuZMfsI/s72-c/IMG_1653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4727358474279852169</id><published>2010-09-12T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:25:03.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakapart</title><content type='html'>Gonna take some time to recover. Dunno when is the next time im gonna blog...i doubt anytime soon...when there is no happiness to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if my day couldn't get any worse...&lt;br /&gt;scraped my hands on wild wild wet floor,&lt;br /&gt;had to go back alone on a train ride...in a daze...&lt;br /&gt;got back home and popo had to leave le,&lt;br /&gt;toilet bowl was stuck... &lt;br /&gt;alone Sunday afternoon at home,&lt;br /&gt;dinner was bad...mom bought liver...ugh....,&lt;br /&gt;everyone just cant help or understand what real position am i in...&lt;br /&gt;spilt orange juice on my carpet...&lt;br /&gt;shattered the glass along with it...&lt;br /&gt;i have to clean it up myself...&lt;br /&gt;it was after bath so i ended up all sticky with the orange juice that splashed all over...&lt;br /&gt;mom starts scolding me...&lt;br /&gt;saying im stupid to keep flushing the toilet in attempt to clear the stucked toilet bowl...&lt;br /&gt;and not a sms to know if you are safely back home...&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad going to start world war 3...&lt;br /&gt;and im stuck in the middle saying "mommy, daddy...don't fight!"&lt;br /&gt;all plain deaf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here am i crying deep inside...&lt;br /&gt;only with one to share...thankful...but enough? &lt;br /&gt;Mr Moose....help me...wipe all my sorrows away ='(&lt;br /&gt;and hope tmr will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4727358474279852169?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4727358474279852169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4727358474279852169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4727358474279852169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4727358474279852169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/moody.html' title='Breakapart'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5714121375554147916</id><published>2010-09-06T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:50:09.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero to Zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because im tired of failure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I heading the wrong direction all over again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uncle Steven is getting better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Popo going for cataract sugery tmr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope everything would be fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5714121375554147916?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5714121375554147916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5714121375554147916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5714121375554147916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4532059755464291370?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4532059755464291370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4532059755464291370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4532059755464291370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4532059755464291370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/hummm.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7133359477120573494</id><published>2010-09-03T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T03:16:28.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Study hard, Study well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;There you are nerding now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Its been hard on you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Studying so hard through the wee hours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;加油加油!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Its been only days since I last saw you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;words cant explain how much I miss you now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Staring into your eyes as you played with my bag's strap... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh... =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please get well soon...kidney...listen please....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't take my Uncle Steven away from me...='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&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/2546914274965708011-7133359477120573494?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7133359477120573494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=7133359477120573494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7133359477120573494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7133359477120573494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/headaches.html' title='Headaches...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-30481650367135262</id><published>2010-09-01T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T15:49:08.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUDY STUDY STUDY</title><content type='html'>Horkay!! Its been a long time since i have blogged!! Have been rather busy with different stuff recently =\...i apologize to my readers...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't talk much about what happened recently...cuz its gonna be a whole essay. So to sum it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Happy + Studying&amp;nbsp; + Gaming + Missing Mentoring...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap have been going out recently to study...seems like actually with the right company you still can get what you wanted done. ^^ no matter the distractions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TH4FUclPYII/AAAAAAAAALE/wYOWzAI_NGc/s1600/31082010002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TH4FUclPYII/AAAAAAAAALE/wYOWzAI_NGc/s320/31082010002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Distraction!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes i am missing mentoring where every saturday i get to play with those meddling little kids...haha i wonder if they would even remember me after all the hair loss from studying. And of course please dont go so fast A...not only jie jie is looking forward to see your smiling face...bad guy goh goh cant wait to bully you =D...besides...i wonder how is hilmi, farhiss, syria, farhisbus(dunno how to spell)...all the kids doing...man i so hate being sick at the past few mentoring sessions... ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are around the corner...pretty much ready for the first 2 papers...hope i can fly pass it &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"...what worries me is EAD....programming...UGH! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something frustrated me recently...it affected my good secondary sch friend and pat. I am deeply hurt onto seeing how many umpteen times have you tried to start a war with me. Get it right im not trying to affect your relationship. She is now my past. I pretty much should not care about what happens between the 2 of you, i have enjoyed my time i had with her...though by far shorter then yours...i appreciate every second i had. But please dont go around affecting my life. Everytime i post a simple a plan comment or status on someone's status or something, do you have to comment back shooting at me when even im just being myself? And when it comes to the point of you not able to affect me cuz i pretty much push it aside so as to avoid trouble...do you have to gather your army and all start calling me a "Dog" and all your woofing comments while im trying to defend myself? I am tired...seriously tired...and utterly hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I dont like using vulgarities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;...get this right...but if i have to use it to get the point right into that piece of junk in the middle of your ears...i would...especially DONT EVER THINK OF HURTING MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY...this i warn you...you dont see this blog...but everyone has its limits...you really disgust me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I loved the way you pulled me out of the library today... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;im sorry...i promise I'll change for the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-30481650367135262?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/30481650367135262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=30481650367135262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/30481650367135262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/30481650367135262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/09/study-study-study.html' title='STUDY STUDY STUDY'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TH4FUclPYII/AAAAAAAAALE/wYOWzAI_NGc/s72-c/31082010002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6558682950211069787</id><published>2010-08-21T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:18:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom was impressed with my notes...hah...BRICE STUDIES?</title><content type='html'>Its time to blog...finally after a few days i finally feel like doing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving is going okay...going to change instructor on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing to ECP was great! Had loads of fun + my mentoring skills put to the test while teaching 2 potential young love birds...Steamboat at night was great! Burned my stomach with mala...lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_h84kjeuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/aGefbupO_5U/s1600/45094_424763156730_730941730_5129904_1719978_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_h84kjeuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/aGefbupO_5U/s320/45094_424763156730_730941730_5129904_1719978_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_iHdNnd3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/_U99YHY0AWc/s1600/44652_424763381730_730941730_5129921_1034590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_iHdNnd3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/_U99YHY0AWc/s320/44652_424763381730_730941730_5129921_1034590_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday...yet another unplanned day out with the Barker Bros...had a LANing session with Ivan which turned us into 2 bored and dizzy peeps while "waiting" for others to be done with stuff...in the end Chai had to give the godlike excuse of "I have stuff to do...." after we have waited of rhim for approx 4+ hours. Lucky for us Aaron and company came...went around hunting for restaurants with no queue...almost impossible but we did finally at parkmall sakae sushi...buffet AGAIN! Oh wells...night ended off with me bus-ing back...dumb drizzle spoiling the moods of everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...was supposed to go and catch expendables with Barker Bros....all was okay...i was on my way to Vivo...when i recieved a call from Aaron when i stepped into the gates of Somerset MRT...that the outing no one going le....woah...just right...got pissed off...right at somerset MRT where the trains was passing by...there i was thinking...how and what should i do since im already out...i settled...im gonna pamper myself den...i made my way to Funan and got myself a authentic Starcraft II...FINALLY...not that i dont have the game...i downloaded it...but i realised...man...its blizzard...the quality and hard work that is put through....that total 98 bucks that im gonna spend is gonna be every single worth it...so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_kGqsPfrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hZCzx_FMWb4/s1600/IMG_1510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_kGqsPfrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hZCzx_FMWb4/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There....after a lonely lunch at Funan...i strolled my way back home...and study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro is leaving for America in a few days...im gonna be king of the house...but somehow...there is this sense of nostalgia...back when i was a naughty boy...i would always be backed up by a bro back home...now he is going off to do what he has to do...im left here thinking...in the near future i would be sitting on my chair no one to talk face to face to every night...no one to consult through break-ups and relationships...though i have to admit....he was not always there...he would normally be out partying and coming back on the wee hours...but what matters i guess...when he was there...he made every second count...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow now that i see...i do regret scolding you "F**KING NOOB" those times when i actually get those brotherly dota moments with you...my attitude really has to change while gaming...really goes the saying...&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;you never know what you've got...till its gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Not that i am not jealous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;but i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;loving you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;would be loving him as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;what matters is that you are happy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6558682950211069787?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6558682950211069787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6558682950211069787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6558682950211069787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6558682950211069787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html' title='Mom was impressed with my notes...hah...BRICE STUDIES?'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TG_h84kjeuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/aGefbupO_5U/s72-c/45094_424763156730_730941730_5129904_1719978_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4979547468964003148</id><published>2010-08-18T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T02:00:06.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANG CAR!!</title><content type='html'>Gonna keep it short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone screwed up...since yesterday night making me wrong someone...sorry ='(&lt;br /&gt;Managed to fix it up by doing a software update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked driving lessons starting tmr morning =S...&lt;br /&gt;gonna chiong it all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini shocker with 2 girls...haha call here call there...worry &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully everything is alright now =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to dota with Ivan, Nick, Shammus, Sean...&lt;br /&gt;omg its been so long since i had a ACS dude laughing time...(not excluding the profanities =X)&lt;br /&gt;We made winning sound like losing &amp;amp; losing sound like winning...&lt;br /&gt;all in all we all ended up laughing like hell...&lt;br /&gt;memories of when we were much more carefree during secondary sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...thx to my engrossness in Dota with the boys...&lt;br /&gt;I ignored attractive's goodnight sms...&lt;br /&gt;I am so so sorry =((... &lt;br /&gt;I do realise you waited for almost more than half an hour for my "goodnight"...&lt;br /&gt;I do know how much the reply means to you do... &lt;br /&gt;I am thankful you still understood...&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful you forgave me... &lt;br /&gt;I cant promise i wont do it ever again...(No one can...unless i lie) &lt;br /&gt;but trust me... You &amp;gt; Games...&lt;br /&gt;always... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun tomorrow girl! =)&lt;br /&gt;Hope i don't wreck the cars !!&lt;br /&gt;Lala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4979547468964003148?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4979547468964003148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4979547468964003148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4979547468964003148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4979547468964003148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/bang-car.html' title='BANG CAR!!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1976998351675430305</id><published>2010-08-17T04:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T04:05:01.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4am</title><content type='html'>Its 4am now...and i totally dont feel like sleeping...=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i feel troubled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and insecure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1976998351675430305?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1976998351675430305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1976998351675430305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1976998351675430305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1976998351675430305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/4am.html' title='4am'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1669427326729448886</id><published>2010-08-16T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:54:48.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed...ughh..dont ask</title><content type='html'>Exercise went pretty much well except for the drizzle which diverted me back to my condo gym to do my running which kinda killed me. I ran for over 10mins on the treadmill at speed 14..which is 1 from max...went all dizzy like hell after that...thx to the rain the gym was packed...thus i went back up and completed my push-ups + sit ups...for the first time in years my 6 packs appeared!! So detailed somemore...till after my bath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great...mutton was good...(eating my ownself &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay on my blog for hours doing nothing but listen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You're the fairest maid I've ever met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You were made to finish my duet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1669427326729448886?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1669427326729448886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1669427326729448886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1669427326729448886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1669427326729448886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/pissedughhdont-ask.html' title='pissed...ughh..dont ask'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-952530172521213866</id><published>2010-08-16T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:13:39.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarang hae yo? Sup Sup yo?</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Now Playing: Pyramid - Charice ft. Iyaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only when i came back to look at my blog then i realised that...MY LAST POST WAS BLARDY LONG!!&amp;nbsp; Haha random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo..so finally the YOG Singapore 2010 has started...omg i was looking at the schedule...packed to the top sia...honestly although i was waiting for it to pour as and screw up the opening ceremony(sadistic me hor &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;")...but i do wish that people have a different perspective of our small little red dot here...we might be small but look and see! We can do so much! Holding the very first Youth Olympic Games! Other countries get 4+ years to prepare while we are only given 2 and a half years...well so far so good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday wasnt anything much...just went out in the evening with zhen to look for hardisk for mom and speakers for my bro. And guess what...haha somehow me and zhen drifted to Plaza Singapura somehow. So decided to pop by STEREO to check out. Haha den i found out they have the Xmini speakers...just then i realise i got a echo going through my head "BRICE GET A NEW EARPHONES"...so my brain went AYE AYE CAPTAIN!!...so i went looking for a appropiate earphones...Sennheiser BEST BUY ontop...den woah $110...sian diao...so expensive...so i asked for assistance...the shop assistant told me it has always had good reviews...that particular earphones is worth more den its price. Usual price is $170. Humm so to confirm...i asked for a sample. I compared it with my old old sony earphones...and OHH MAYYEE GAWWD...the crisp clarity!! the bass accuracy!! So soothing to the ears...but the price disheartened me alot... ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells...so i gave a call to home (assuming my brother was home)...to check on what colour of the speakers he would want me to get. *droot drooot* my mom picked up the phone. She told me bro was out. Aww...den she asked why...so i slowly explained to her. Suddenly she spoke out asking me to look out something for myself...saying that i did say b4 that my earphones are giving way in terms of quality..i explained to her that there was this 1 i was looking at...but its kinda costly...she said nvm lo...get it and make sure its worth the money can le lo...so happy...haha promptly went back into the shop and told the assistant that im taking one of the Xmini Speakers &amp;amp; one of those Sennheiser earphones...went over get a new box of Xmini and den went over to the Sennheiser area finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Woo so happy...den he ask "boy ah...which 1 you want?"...so imagine this...the shop was bright however the place where the earphones were under a shade...so there were like 3 sets 1 stack of Black another stack of White and then another single of what seems to be white...so i sun bian sun bian picked the last 1 cuz i didnt want black and thought of a change to white. Den he just cut the secure string and chuck into the plastic bag lo...WAHAHA...i was in for more happiness...(shall leave it for later)...so with that done Zhen wanted to go home and have dinner...so okay lo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off i went walking towards the bustop...haha sit silently at the bustop...waiting for my dang 139...so got too excited...den started looking closely at the specs of the earphones...till i spotted the word PINK...i was like what the freak?? Check check and stare closely at the earphones...pink meh...LOL...sorry lo colour deficient person pls...so i moved closer to those advertising boards(for extra lights)....WAH SEH REALLY PINK LO!! HAHA... so now here goes!!! ^^ And that pretty sums up yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGgR3i0J7dI/AAAAAAAAAKc/wqLraNbSuKM/s1600/IMG_1495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGgR3i0J7dI/AAAAAAAAAKc/wqLraNbSuKM/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;=DD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So anyways...i have decided that im gonna start a napfa cum study routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exercise routine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 holdown pushups when wake up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Around 3km jog round the neighbourhood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gyming&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dip in the pool if needed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100 pushups &amp;amp; 80 crunches both before bath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Study routine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start with Wireless Technology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The rest....i dunno... =p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess thats all for now!! Man...i wonder if i can actually sit down there and study for hours!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" Jia yous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Call me stupid...but i fell for you... =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-952530172521213866?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/952530172521213866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=952530172521213866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/952530172521213866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/952530172521213866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/sarang-hae-yo-sup-sup-yo.html' title='Sarang hae yo? 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After dinner went up to the roof of scape and see a crowd O school people doing hip hop dances. Kinda made me think of someone...but nvm...haha...happy national day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWJI705tUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qcTtFyZCWmI/s1600/37656_425964177880_666912880_4674680_8167503_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWJI705tUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qcTtFyZCWmI/s320/37656_425964177880_666912880_4674680_8167503_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next is Tuesday...though i was drinking water the whole day b4 + some green tea from sakae buffet the last night....my cough got slightly worse...but oh wells...left to dota the whole day with Ivan and secondary school friends....brings back lots of memories...sadly since now we have gone on seperate ways...(army/ poly)...we cant meet as often as we used to which was pretty much JUST AFTER SCH LETS GO PLAY LAN!! Hahaha GOT BRING SHIRT ANOT??? Nvm we go buy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xD....lolol still rmb that 3 bucks SINGAPORE shirt...epic epic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Wednesday...humm woke up late so as to "rest more" to recover faster...but was a failed attempt HAHA...nvm woke up...look through stuffs on facebook, blogs and emails...man....when i looked into the sch email...ICT just sent us what "REMINDER TO STUDY FOR EXAMS"....oh man...what the toot...break has just started...i have 3 papers...yes i wanna score in them...but aint it abit too early....HAHA to flare my un-satisfiedness...back to dota! Coincidentally Ivan &amp;amp; Co. was online too...not a very good dota day for me though...did the most for most of the clashes but always dun get anything from it...its either death or nothing...oh wells....in the end bro asked me if i could have dinner with mom and him...i mean OF COURSE...geez bro is leaving soon(25th he is leaving) and im going to have this room left for myself...lonely nights ahead...grr....though i plan to move the extra TV from the living room into my room...hahaha TV watching for me while working =p....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm yesterday...HAHA yesh yesh barage day....omg had a epic wake up by bro....zombied my way out of house....sms-ed Li Rong...yeah was pretty much sure that she was late...and i was right...wells met the peeps at city hall MRT...Ting and Beng tried to hide from me...sadly my eyes were too sharp...&amp;gt;=p....around 5 mins later the LIMS strolled their way through the MRT gates...made our way to carrefour...HAHA had abit of a sick laugh + joke when HT was saying ... "We need to go up and get cups"...guess i was thinking wrongly cuz before we went down the escalator earlier...REALLY GOT ALOT OF CUPS!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"....got cheese cake...hello panda...which is staring at me whole time while i am bloggin....zzz...oh wells shopping done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly made our way to Marina barage...had a delay on the trip there while on the way to the barage form marina bay MRT....AHAHA I TOLD YOU SOO ITS BUS 400!! Finally we made our way there...like the heat from the sun was already frying us like hotdogs sizzling...and when we sat on the ground...you could literary imagine a PSSSSt.. sound coming from our butts...well i was the first one to set up the kite but there was Li Rong who quickly took it to fly after i attached the string to my kite....ITS LIKE SO CUTE RIGHT??? QQ with the Msn butterflies on it....sadly...i realise that my kite...have been mistreated since the last kite flying and now the sticks that are holding the kite are uneven =\....so i pretty much guess that is why it couldnt fly high....kept dropping...sorry peeps &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"...will send for the repair of it really soon!! Although something happened which i did not like...kinda spoilt my mood abit...however its not in my position to say anything much anw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWNRKOawuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xk2eS_P2tpY/s1600/IMG_1258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWNRKOawuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xk2eS_P2tpY/s320/IMG_1258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fly lei fly!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWNcu_pm3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/tT8qmT_tHgM/s1600/IMG_1261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWNcu_pm3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/tT8qmT_tHgM/s320/IMG_1261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wah! Li Rong running with style!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWNq6g8hyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4gNtMqaxV7E/s1600/IMG_1287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWNq6g8hyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4gNtMqaxV7E/s320/IMG_1287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;China farmers? =X&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWN2OcmvOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ACrlOddkRcE/s1600/IMG_1303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWN2OcmvOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ACrlOddkRcE/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kite of heaven!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWN_NThvvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7XOPlNP2nKY/s1600/IMG_1321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWN_NThvvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7XOPlNP2nKY/s320/IMG_1321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha! Girl Power put to the test!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWM-kEzlHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7XkWhsvN3Z4/s1600/IMG_1268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWM-kEzlHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7XkWhsvN3Z4/s320/IMG_1268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoever said Penguins cant fly =D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we decided to give up on kite flying and went packing up scurrying so as to look for finally a aircon area. And omg...i fell down on my fleshy fleshy butt on the way down the stairs while attempting to cane Hui Ting lolx...silly me...so pai seh...got caught by a barage guide also lo...omg when i hear the amplifier from above...i was like wonderin which of my friends actually manage to get a loudy hailer to suan me...hahha even worst...it was one of the barage guides...=3=" nice one la!! Dun worry its not as pain as falling while skating =DD...Haha thank god for barage gallery...went around touching here and there while enjoying the aircon...got scammed by Hui Ting into "pledging" for Newater...oh please...i started camwhoring with it though =p...haha silly stuff...after gallery and its aircon...some girl was so tempted to play water so we made our way down to the fountains... wahaha had alot of foot dipping and water kicking and not to forget camwhoring and jump shots(yeah i suck at it so im not posting pics =p) over there...havent played in the water for quite sometime le...haha childhood acts...managed to catch a pretty good sunset while on the way out of barage...really like it...rays bursting out from the sun over the clouds... =) calms much of the spirit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWOKS7pakI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EmIPFhSlLrE/s1600/IMG_1373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWOKS7pakI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EmIPFhSlLrE/s320/IMG_1373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah got pretty much wet while taking this shot!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWOSZGTI6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kayXnQHF86E/s1600/IMG_1416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWOSZGTI6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kayXnQHF86E/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy happy jump shot! xD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWQKE_QhAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cj0Ii0_UMkk/s1600/IMG_1425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWQKE_QhAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cj0Ii0_UMkk/s320/IMG_1425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No photoshop! I swear!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After barage we headed back to city hall...then flyer....we had to queue a pretty much long line to get the tickets...heng it was quite fast...haha i wonder why we all went putting up the badges that came with the tickets...oh wells no harm being patriotic for a few hours xD...initially we were going to NYNY to have dinner but...due to unforeseen circumstances we had to settle for cheaper and more UNHEALTHY food!! HELLO IM SICK!! But popyes was good anyways!! HAHA i mean its chicken...taste better then KFC but smaller...finished the 2 piece of chicken and feeling that i ate nothing much...i think even the bread biscuit was more filling lo!! HAHA managed to get the 2 girls mashed potato which they were craving for. Got Hui Ting her coke...and yes i know you were meant to share the drink/meal with HT but i figured you still would prefer Milo...yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner it was flyer time! Hahaha we had a failed attempt to get a carriage all for ourselves though! Cant blame the flyer staff also la...they had to cater to as much people as possible on one carriage so as to decrease crowd congestion...i mean yeah...there were a surprising much amount of people at the flyer yesterday....time on the flyer although passed quickly for the others...for me it was very very slow...man i kinda could not wait for the minute which i stepped out of the whole flyer vicinity...stupid memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWRmIcEtJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kD2mpAkPl3M/s1600/IMG_1458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWRmIcEtJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kD2mpAkPl3M/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy happy flyer flyer!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After flyer...we made our way to Helix bridge to settle down to have HTHT...much doubts in my poly life was cleared within that short periods...there were emotional moments...but honestly i could not really bring my tears out...maybe too much things were running through my mind...arghh...there wasnt enough time though...i tried cut it short but wasn't short enough...we still had to cut our HTHT and rush our way towards the MRT station...HT and KB went for the buses while me &amp;amp; the Lims rushed our way towards city hall...actually i could just take my time...haha but i had to make sure my friends were on the safe way home...=)...thanks whoever is up there that they caught the last train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there then....i was alone once again...making my way home...i decided not to take the bus cuz i figured...that i needed some peaceful walking time alone...many thoughts ran through my mind...too much that i was having a headache...argh...suddenly a spark strucked my mind...dug into pocket...out came my handphone...looked at the time...some psych feeling that it was time to msg...so i did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly i walked home...in the pretty much hot and humid weather...peaceful it was everywhere except for my brain...in a total mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally back home...mom opened the door...love her &amp;lt;3...soup was on the table with my medicine...haha i felt the family love...pretty much...we are all like that...we dont say that we love you to each other but its all these little actions that we do...that make us who we are...if only it was more peaceful inter family...=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared some heartfelt questions with Ivan...thanks alot dude...cant wait to chill with the group of us again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Friday...woke up...feeling a daze...i knew the day ahead would just be a stay home day...count myself lucky ba...dint have to spend money...just stayed at home rest and chill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When will I ever see you again...?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; ='(&lt;/i&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/2546914274965708011-278204382373590303?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TGWJI705tUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qcTtFyZCWmI/s72-c/37656_425964177880_666912880_4674680_8167503_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1529403294013855748</id><published>2010-08-11T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:21:24.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and sick</title><content type='html'>Haix...that i cant even joke around these days...its either lame or not funny =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1529403294013855748?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Im missing you ever since the every second im away from you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Damn cough..&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/2546914274965708011-6346383326222992609?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6346383326222992609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Yesh!! The break has started! But im sick....damn la...so many things i wan eat but cannot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao long bao...grapes...wang zai niu nai...chocolate milk...phinx steakhouse, frolick...popcorn...KFC...POPYES...BUBBLE TEA...CHICKEN RICE...CCOCOCOCOOLLDD ROCCKK!!! =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...guess i have to bear with it!! Recover RECOVER SOON!! xD Okay...done with the 1 moment of craziness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm friday...Woke up feeling zombie like...but no choice have to go school so as to get stuff done. Was sniffing all the way while was getting prepared to go to sch. Bus-ed to sch lo...first thing call kah beng to meet up. See his face...super pissed over danial's usual ranting and noises...honestly i would be the same if i were in his position. That dude can be super annoying. Heng i came by and lent him my WISP reflection to help and guide him on his submission. While i was at the table laying dead...omg...felt so zombie lvl 100!...till my phone went *tink tink*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unplanned outing!!(Was actually planning to go back home and rest after dropping off the things with her... )Seriously...we walked out of sch with no destination!! Lucky i am a great NO PLAN JUST DO IT person...so bugis striked my mind straight! Travelled to bugis...MRT was crowded...but we pulled through...had lunch! MAN I FAIL AT SUPRIZES!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" And why you so smart ahh?? Tsk! After that...wasted alot of time hopping from stores to stores...mall to mall...till we came to the Godly Bras Basah...where we found what we want from the simplest store called POPULAR...had some picky choosing while choosing the stickers...they all were tooo cutee!! Oh! I LOVE THE BELT!! xD!! HAHA!!! Till she got too annoyed and Cardigan's Power was put to the test!! Succcess!! Shucks for me =p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...after this was a epic joke! Tried taking bus from city hall to orchard. We epic failed. 2 Jokers just boarded the bus knowing it goes orchard...but not checking which direction it was moving towards (away or from)... Haha got off the bus shortly...after much "Are we going the right way??" "i think right lei..." "NO LEI!! Go my house is opposite de!! Wait wait...could be using different route..!"....haha i had much fun anyways!! Finally when we reached somerset...window-ed a bit while waiting for time to pass....man somerset really gets boring when you have been to every shop...shortly...6pm came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i seriously hate saying goodbyes...especially to you... ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...stayed him pretty much the whole day....cuz cough got worse...haix... Bro played much of SC2...haha literary glued much to it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...was resting the whole morning...! Woke up...seeing my phone's sms light gleaming...aww... =D...brightened up my day...haha...chatted abit about breakfast and stuff...went back to sleep...till mosquito bites woke me up... &amp;gt;=(....found out bro going popo's house...i miss my family...so even though im sick i felt i must go...im sure popo and family missed me while i was rushing all my projects and test!! I totally love family gatherings....everyones happy with me coughing there...sadly i had to avoid yong yong so as to not&amp;nbsp; to pass my cough to him....he is getting spoilt...haha as usual... Gave a strict and commanding lecture to Wei Zhi...i realise that im still quite strict in my lecturing =\...my future wife really has to be a soft one...i guess im strict but im not violent...i really hope i can improve to the softer side though...im gonna be one playful father!! Yeah play with kids everytime i come back!! Because my wife...my family are the ones who are going to make my boss's face appear in moi toilet bowl!! ^^ BWAHAHA... =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TF7v5wmVTZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ghC0TlCLJU/s1600/8599272b6efd55f67782dc6457111bdd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TF7v5wmVTZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ghC0TlCLJU/s200/8599272b6efd55f67782dc6457111bdd.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wish i could... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I hope you feel the same way too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;yes...its simple as that... &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/2546914274965708011-6993686665659116538?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6993686665659116538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6993686665659116538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6993686665659116538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6993686665659116538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-sickbut-happy-d.html' title='Still sick....but happy =D'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TF7v5wmVTZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ghC0TlCLJU/s72-c/8599272b6efd55f67782dc6457111bdd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6433143294406076335</id><published>2010-08-06T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:52:35.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick sick sick... =\</title><content type='html'>Hello again blog..long time no type...so sorry luh =\...sick ma...heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun!!...past few days were hell...YAY i passed by BTT... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!! =p...short right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT girl so smart!! Sian!!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6433143294406076335?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6433143294406076335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6433143294406076335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6433143294406076335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6433143294406076335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick sick sick... =\'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4940045872788159668</id><published>2010-08-01T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:58:01.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No wonder Steve Jobs is bald....</title><content type='html'>And I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling kids... xD(quoted from scooby doo...haha i felt its pretty my mood today so yeah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha today's mentoring! Good and bad la! Zhi Hui didnt come so, i could see his child feeling lost. So i decided...to try play with him... Hilmi is the name...he is such a great boy...i have to say. I mean he was all well...playing hanging monkeys and battleship with me. He actually loves colouring! And you know you know?? He loves silence...like seriously...though being a noisy boy himself...I was totally shocked when he suddenly stood up and went "OUII SO NOISY LA!! PPL WAN COLOR!" hahha...i laughed so hard at that... But he got abit rebellious when he didnt want to go into the meeting room for lessons...soon after he went running around the centre disturbing that "Bitchy lady who knows how to talk but no walk"...so i had no choice but to restrict him at one corner. I understand how it feels to be restricted by a person for so long...but he left me no choice...i didnt like it too. I remember the days where i was his age...ill be the devil of the center...throwing toys about...ripping the toy cardboard boxes...and if someone were to restrict me...i learnt that punching and kicking was not use...so i resorted to biting...Haha it always worked...oh dear me...poor teachers i had eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you wont see this...but Im really sorry Hilmi...i hope you understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mentoring...had lunch with Charlie's Angels(not really =X...just 3 girls)...heh it was great...had quite alot of laughs and smiles during lunch. Though got this dunno who ahh...keep giving me the face...hahha...not that i wasn't irritating her. Opps...=X...not to mention kicking her leg...bwahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Following...Toa Payoh Library! Haha walking through the neighbourhood brought back alot of memories...from my childhood...to my very first relationship. I didn't really take it as a good or bad...guessed today was a sunny and bright day...didnt really make me think much. Moreover i had company =)...and BASKET...i got shocked when she kicked the box across the street and when i turned back with that O_O" face...she was like "what? it was in the way!"...den i "orh"(still in my shocked face)...the trip to library was pretty short...but what seemed the longest was when she changed clothes...omg girls =X...HAHA jking it wasnt too long...it was LONGEST if u were to include my mouth dropping when someone walked out looking like those tai tai(husband go work and she go out play) going marina bay sands to gamble! Haha...ps. i never said it wasn't pretty =p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained....not long after i was back home...omg the perfect temperature to sleep...bwahaha...too bad i called kah beng to come over and code. Thank you so much dude...I was totally aware the weather was so hot...feel so bad to make you come all the way...in the end code till frustrated. Haix...me myself i wished i could do much more...all i could do was stare at codes thinking where should i change next. Change here change there...error...den panic D=.....HAHA programming really burns the brain...no wonder Steve Jobs is bald! HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr shall be my sleep till late day.... =D...gonna program abit...play abit...den off to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forgive...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but never....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forget...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4940045872788159668?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4940045872788159668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4940045872788159668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4940045872788159668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4940045872788159668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-wonder-steve-jobs-is-bald.html' title='No wonder Steve Jobs is bald....'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7211856287685300588</id><published>2010-07-31T02:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T18:31:33.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away come again another day...</title><content type='html'>Its been raining non stop these few days... i dont like it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want all the days to be filled with happy and warm sunshine...warming up the hearts of everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he who is up there has a broken heart... i understand i understand ='(...cheer up kays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm there wasnt much to talk about yesterday. I mean afterall class was cancelled...i practically stoned much at home...playing games and letting the hours go by. Everyone is busy at sch while im slacking at home...whaddya expect? No one to go out with =\...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm...today IS day! Haha woke up slowly in the morning by feng who wanted to borrow my Wireless@SG account...dont you have your own =.=" or just pure lazy to create one yourself...lolx...so woke up drowsy as usual...heh...went online to check a few stuff...and oh! Daddy spoke to me...hahas...quite some time but he asked when my holidays are...explained to him about YOG break and holiday...shortly he just said "talk to u another time" *sign off* diao...hahha oh well...time to pack up for sch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch cum packing to sch...while on bus rides and waiting for buses...was sms-ing Li Rong about her and her scholarship...till to the extent i got pretty lame...i know...conversation killer...like a noob =.=" i know...oh well we continued afterwards...blah blah blah her award and i dont get award. Im not smart...and you know what...i guess im totally fine with it. Loving the way i are...i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout, i was having WISP and MQE at the same time. Was pretty much listening + gaming + sms...like so pro right? Haha now to MQE presentation...i literary didnt look at the slides prepared...just went up and vomit it all out to the folks(poor them... xD...did my vomit taste great??)...but with that!! I had 2 modules down! Well WISP not exactly...i have to come back next week for "chit chat" session...heehee! Given the fact i also have finished doing my reflection and postings...im pretty much done! ^^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i was not expecting it, i managed to arranged a impromptu meeting with attractive...yeap...i was pretty much very happy. Yet i am always thinking...i dunno...is she doing out of her own willing self? Or out of kindness...haix things running through my head while i was strolling under the rain to wait for her at the waiting point.&amp;nbsp; Man...it kinda sucks to be a psycho man...you never stop thinking...you never stop getting troubled...you never get to sleep well...which goes to why i never sleep early...cuz i will just lie on the bed and look above...no counting of sheeps of elephants...just plain blank-ness. Haha attractive was wearing her fav colour... in formal! ^^ personally i thought it was totally nice(not to mention sexy =p)...i mean just as like me while everyone is wearing a normal colour...wear something out of the original! Makes yourself stand out...just my thoughts...bullshit anw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially since it was a impromptu meeting...i didnt plan to send her home. I mean mom was expecting me home for dinner. However glancing at my phone and bus came...brain said stay...heart said &lt;b&gt;GO AND CHASE THAT GIRL YOU IDIOT!&lt;/b&gt; Den yeah lo...haha sent her back home...there were a few times of stalled conversations... =\...i suck at talking...i know...haha though i was sharing my childhood experiences...how chaotic i was even since birth...haha now im so guai lo! &amp;gt;=p Time past by as a breeze...we were reaching khatib...and that girl was adjusting her back making sure no skin was exposed...i got rejected from helping her =(...aww there goes my chance!! OPPS haha! Oh well she got her attractive butt out of the train and smiled b4 she turned back and walked on...SIGH...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not till she left the train where i got more observant about my surroundings...hahah the joke was that there were 2 girls bitching about some guy infront of me...totally could imagine it into some 5 star moviee! LOL it was going like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl A:&lt;i&gt; "omigawd...dont you hate how that idiot struts around class as if he is so handsome...come into indoors also put sunglasses..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl B: &lt;i&gt;"Yeah...i know right...no wonder nobody likes him..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which now comes the climax...when they ended that gossip with &lt;i&gt;"Im so going to complain la...he fails the whole class like he damn zai liddat...he cant even speak english properly"..&lt;/i&gt;den i was like O_O"...oh...so all along it was their lecturer!! Hahaha...so i started giggling...and omg they 2 turned towards me...i immediately shuffed my earphones into my ear pretending to listen to music lips syncing to "BABY BABY OHH"...bwahaha...and there i went walking back home in the gloomy dang rain...haix... Lucky for me...attractive was keeping me company...and she was like SO ACCURATE...she actually got the time just nice to ask me if i was already walking back home...when i tapped out of the station, i received the sms...really...im not faking...crazy right...shes stalking me... D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home...forced to bath early by someone =p...shocked my mom...and had some great duck soup! ^^ Nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day right? I hope so...&lt;br /&gt;Mentoring &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cant wait for next thursday...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hopefully the package will be here by then...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i guess...you pretty much treat it as just another dinner...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.dont you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7211856287685300588?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7211856287685300588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=7211856287685300588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7211856287685300588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7211856287685300588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/rain-rain-go-away-come-again-another.html' title='Rain rain go away come again another day...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4237123194723761661</id><published>2010-07-29T06:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T06:48:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Privatised...finally</title><content type='html'>Today is Kah Bengs bday! Haha! But nothing much happened la...i guessed we were too preoccupied with GP and EAD assignments...maybe after the assignment deadline of next monday bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And this morning i made quite a lame computer or user mistake...accidentally deleted a whole file which took me like overnight to download? Just that moment my fingers just automatically pressed "Shift + Del"...&amp;amp; its gone...HAHA! I Really should stop using it...just pure delete and emptying recycle bin might be the better trick...heehee so now im re-downloading the whole file all over again! Bleh stupid right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today WT class ended early (CA was cancelled)...like cool right? Haha made us all feel much more relaxed that we can study for it after assignment submission. After WT, it was just in time for Li Rong and Hui Ting to dash over to wish Kah Beng face to face...good and bad bah... haha if you girls would have known what my dear friend was displaying on his laptop screen before you came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, since the 2 lollipops had time before their next lesson starts we made our way to makan place had a little break...and omg you should have seen the change in the Jap store...there was this group of engineering students who were doing the queue system for the Jap store...honestly it was quite a fail...presentation of food was much slower...people had to move to the back to see the screen on the pillar behind...and most of all? It was equivalent to our year 1 programming restaurant system with abit more graphics to it. Haha and omg its their FYP...feel so bad like suaning them... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way "home" i met like WOW a plentiful of secondary school friends...Eugene Har, Daryl, Jonathan Lo, Fang Yan...and not to mention Quan...like all in a row...1 by 1 they all just pop up...haha Singapore is really such a small place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm the rest...yeap i guessed we pretty much talked it out. She bombed me the question and i was like...haix...im pretty much not sure myself...i mean...i have not recovered from the pain...yet every time when i would want to think of something while im happy and jolly, she pops up...and i would be like a dumb idiot smiling for no reason. Brain says you are still my friend, heart says otherwise...=( Argh...anyone got a remote control to pave my heart to a pathway i wont regret..? All in all girl...you make me happy...isnt that more then a enough reason to fall for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a few more weeks and i'll be ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...its late...lucky for me i don't have sch tmr...Goodnight world! Sweet dreams....&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wounds left from a battle will always remain as scars...till love came by and made it ART... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4237123194723761661?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4237123194723761661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4237123194723761661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4237123194723761661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4237123194723761661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/privatisedfinally.html' title='Privatised...finally'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5444650502640236676</id><published>2010-07-27T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:23:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>But i guess i'll wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5444650502640236676?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5444650502640236676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5444650502640236676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5444650502640236676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5444650502640236676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8250707936397772956</id><published>2010-07-27T02:02:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:08:45.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASSignments =((</title><content type='html'>Man i hate em especially this sem...kinda makes me feel so useless...though my grp mates have been telling me that i have did at least something...which is finding the sprites creating the terrain...and the base....but still =\...hope i can scrape through this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have had many outings so far! Hole in wallet xD...haha but these memories i will not forget...i promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it short...my life the past few days...in pictures...&lt;br /&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/__nkDChchALI/TE5A3kNT5iI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7cyIh_pSGMc/s1600/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5A3kNT5iI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7cyIh_pSGMc/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498403518422443554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5CW0Y8TSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FAQ4-uXroes/s1600/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5CW0Y8TSI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FAQ4-uXroes/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498405154853768482" 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/__nkDChchALI/TE5C-poSZ2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KZnZ8LUv7yM/s1600/IMG_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5C-poSZ2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/KZnZ8LUv7yM/s320/IMG_0910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498405839160108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Beautiful lollipop girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5D9WaCEvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qWJR5FvWeAc/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5D9WaCEvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qWJR5FvWeAc/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498406916331803378" 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/__nkDChchALI/TE5D92A05TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RCS6b4Jz9MU/s1600/IMG_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5D92A05TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RCS6b4Jz9MU/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498406924816016690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queue queue queue *digs nose* =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5EcI_ibsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9FymjgBYYwk/s1600/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5EcI_ibsI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9FymjgBYYwk/s320/IMG_0992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498407445306961602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5EctwtnSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZRT3nspGdIU/s1600/IMG_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5EctwtnSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZRT3nspGdIU/s320/IMG_1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498407455176891682" 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/__nkDChchALI/TE5FNs_6NQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/l83-I9dDayQ/s1600/IMG_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5FNs_6NQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/l83-I9dDayQ/s320/IMG_1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498408296785786114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unglam xP...HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5FODpXsCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/87JK5b7lreM/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5FODpXsCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/87JK5b7lreM/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498408302865264674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5G8RlW36I/AAAAAAAAAHA/QgZoddrfdYk/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5G8RlW36I/AAAAAAAAAHA/QgZoddrfdYk/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498410196392140706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Z3PUZw-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XCTL-thsxng/s1600/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Z3PUZw-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/XCTL-thsxng/s320/IMG_1060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498431000605737954" 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/__nkDChchALI/TE5Z2v6X9fI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VuW65QibLig/s1600/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Z2v6X9fI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VuW65QibLig/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498430992175068658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes She drives me crazy... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5G9YOq0FI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8NGhOVTL2Z4/s1600/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5G9YOq0FI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8NGhOVTL2Z4/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498410215355895890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yong Yong's Birthday @ Marche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5OlK-l0-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2qcUg6LsTQI/s1600/IMG_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5OlK-l0-I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2qcUg6LsTQI/s320/IMG_1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498418595574961122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5OkodzQNI/AAAAAAAAAII/9V1z_PeKze8/s1600/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5OkodzQNI/AAAAAAAAAII/9V1z_PeKze8/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498418586310623442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kyun &gt;.&lt;"  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Ojz0WQvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ZjhhmV_DdH8/s1600/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Ojz0WQvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ZjhhmV_DdH8/s320/IMG_1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498418572178113266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Mx-sqh_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/eYIJZ2onbDo/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Mx-sqh_I/AAAAAAAAAH4/eYIJZ2onbDo/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498416616593590258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5MxB4bweI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hltecUopf_s/s1600/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5MxB4bweI/AAAAAAAAAHw/hltecUopf_s/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498416600268390882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes thats mommy, but no thats not daddy...thats uncle ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Kl3Vve_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/90RaT7xHvOQ/s1600/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Kl3Vve_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/90RaT7xHvOQ/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498414209436711922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5KlB1xHmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s3EU6zYgicA/s1600/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5KlB1xHmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s3EU6zYgicA/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498414195075522146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww...his first kiss xD so cute eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Kkm_U0rI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UpIHU_y2maQ/s1600/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Kkm_U0rI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UpIHU_y2maQ/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498414187867853490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drinking neh neh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeap thats pretty much it besides being piled up with assignments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To all my readers, this might be my very last post b4 i make my blog private...ever since i realised that a suprizing amount of people read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;am i just pure stupid or naive...&lt;br /&gt;it feels so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;if feels even more right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when you are so close to me...&lt;br /&gt;i feel the warmth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when i look into your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;my whole world turns rainbow-ish&lt;br /&gt;when you are by my side...&lt;br /&gt;my heart is going clubbing...&lt;br /&gt;*beat beat beat beat...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if you feel the same way too...&lt;/span&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5Kkm_U0rI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UpIHU_y2maQ/s1600/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-8250707936397772956?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8250707936397772956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8250707936397772956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8250707936397772956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8250707936397772956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/assignments.html' title='ASSignments =(('/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TE5A3kNT5iI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7cyIh_pSGMc/s72-c/IMG_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8091501614010783342</id><published>2010-07-25T00:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T16:53:10.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=\</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Im  so scared to tell you so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;im pretty much not sure either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;but when i  look into your eyes...nothing else matters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;just me and you...and our  laughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing face to face with a girl...with the help of the escalator...Ive never did that b4...never tried that b4...never thought about that before...till today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How perfect it would be if we were one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on...hope you feel the same way too... =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-8091501614010783342?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8091501614010783342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8091501614010783342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8091501614010783342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8091501614010783342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_25.html' title='=\'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5433705997781253875</id><published>2010-07-20T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:08:39.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapiness and Sadness</title><content type='html'>Keep it short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made 1 cry...just before she went offline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 made me smile...just before she went to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school life is good...family life is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship life is stagnant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallet getting bigger hole!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;Thx for waffle-towning...&lt;br /&gt;You still owe me ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know...i know the answer...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOWrhli3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/IRMj9etVYAg/s1600/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOWrhli3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/IRMj9etVYAg/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495673965590711154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOXClGyBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8pwg3oTKsaw/s1600/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOXClGyBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8pwg3oTKsaw/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495673971779487762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOXvR5h4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/rZjs2Nvhsbo/s1600/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOXvR5h4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/rZjs2Nvhsbo/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495673983778523010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5433705997781253875?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5433705997781253875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5433705997781253875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5433705997781253875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5433705997781253875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/hapiness-and-sadness.html' title='Hapiness and Sadness'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TESOWrhli3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/IRMj9etVYAg/s72-c/IMG_0606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6900009853805206511</id><published>2010-07-19T01:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T02:12:25.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENDCG6bp1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/74jBzHiHycg/s1600/agnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a long time since dunno when...thanks you guys so much for the company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories erased...memories created...smiling out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENCSIJDGeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7KR4iJ4TYp8/s1600/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENCSIJDGeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7KR4iJ4TYp8/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495308849512651234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHEEZE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENCSgHSw4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KdgEZ5foloU/s1600/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENCSgHSw4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KdgEZ5foloU/s320/IMG_0856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495308855947740034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moviee time!! (LR act cute only lo =.=")&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENDCG6bp1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/74jBzHiHycg/s1600/agnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TENDCG6bp1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/74jBzHiHycg/s320/agnes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495309673816631122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGNESSS!! SO CUTE RIGHT!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cant wait till our next outing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong...persevere...long weeks ahead of us JIA YOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not now...&lt;br /&gt;cuz i still appreciate the friendship we have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6900009853805206511?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6900009853805206511/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2053439422490861781</id><published>2010-07-16T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T01:49:47.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being faithful...</title><content type='html'>today... something happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body and my brain was moving away...but yet my heart was pulling backwards towards her...as if being attracted by her gravity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after weeks of not actually seeing her face to face...this is not what i expect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were pretty much perfect for me...guess i was nothing to you all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some dude who would very well do anything for you but getting nothing in return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet its not your fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how unfair the world is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who try so hard...are left with nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who don't even have to put a effort...get everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you reap what you sow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2053439422490861781?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2053439422490861781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2053439422490861781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2053439422490861781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2053439422490861781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/being-faithful.html' title='Being faithful...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3973901710970418874</id><published>2010-07-12T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:47:29.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimless...</title><content type='html'>So yeah...these few days i have been settling down...have not really seen her for days...partly due to this dumb and stupid cough that i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on anyways... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-3973901710970418874?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3973901710970418874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3973901710970418874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3973901710970418874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3973901710970418874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/07/aimless.html' title='Aimless...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3566584390263521945</id><published>2010-06-30T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T20:15:58.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moody days ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TCs05Q4j7_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QxXtFImBZF8/s1600/BrOkEn_HeArT____by_KillerkeksX.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Peektures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TCs04etl9VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vS9L6Em7CpA/s1600/Broken_heart_by_OanimeOluverO.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TCs04etl9VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vS9L6Em7CpA/s320/Broken_heart_by_OanimeOluverO.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488538715802694994" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TCs044_lPHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JNCUHI4YAps/s1600/My_H_eArt_is_broken_by_EmObEnNy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TCs044_lPHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/JNCUHI4YAps/s320/My_H_eArt_is_broken_by_EmObEnNy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488538722857466994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cute xD&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/2546914274965708011-3566584390263521945?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3566584390263521945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3566584390263521945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3566584390263521945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3566584390263521945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/06/moody-days-ahead.html' title='moody days ahead'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/TCs04etl9VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vS9L6Em7CpA/s72-c/Broken_heart_by_OanimeOluverO.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6736489591216441121</id><published>2010-06-26T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T02:05:26.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.make up   2.break up   3.break down   4.bring yourself up</title><content type='html'>Today while walking back from zhen's house. I was walking down orchard road. As many of you know, along orchard roads there are many benches. Was walking down blankly along the pavement when 2 couples made a change onto how my day was going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i shall talk about the first bench(first couple). The girl was seated while her most dearly boyfriend was lying on her lap falling asleep. She was smiling right to his falling asleep drooling and appearing half dead face....and all these while she was stroking his hair slowly and calmly....such a sweet scene eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly...this 2nd couple on the very next bench after the first. Both of them; girl and boy were wide awake. The male was raising his voice towards his girlfriend The girl was using her both hands to cup her face while she was sobbing away. From what i deduce, the girl was ashamed for doing something really wrong while the guy was trying to talk some sense into her....such a sucky scene eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a movie...so similar...haha...good and bad...brings back alot of memories...the so much we human beings would go just for true love huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6736489591216441121?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6736489591216441121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6736489591216441121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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make me cry a hell lot more then any other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you dont seem to care at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1401420894989117936?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1401420894989117936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1401420894989117936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1401420894989117936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1401420894989117936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/06/tears-that-never-seem-to-die.html' title='tears that never seem to die...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-5129149199603586169</id><published>2010-06-17T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:17:06.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Seriously...what do you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have did all i could...fought all that i could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved with all my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all comes down to nothing...NOTHING AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but to get stabbed in the heart by reality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have been proven that its possible to win the battle...without even trying at all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5129149199603586169?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5129149199603586169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5129149199603586169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5129149199603586169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5129149199603586169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-113642863336896170</id><published>2010-06-09T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:21:49.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing upon a shooting star...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs38/f/2008/366/6/f/Wish_by_tigerlily88.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 274px;" src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs38/f/2008/366/6/f/Wish_by_tigerlily88.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they really come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are more relaxed &amp;amp; free...ill ask you again becuz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you &lt;3&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/2546914274965708011-113642863336896170?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/113642863336896170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=113642863336896170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/113642863336896170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/113642863336896170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/06/wishing-upon-shooting-star.html' title='Wishing upon a shooting star...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2133723362644517376</id><published>2010-06-07T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:24:47.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is a good day...after a long while....finally</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of CTs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test went well....should be =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave strawberry oreo and choc waffles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home with a slight drizzle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't perfect yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till you perfected my day UPaholic...thats why I love you ♥...no mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for understanding that i need my sleep... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2133723362644517376?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2133723362644517376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2133723362644517376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2133723362644517376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2133723362644517376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-is-good-dayafter-long.html' title='today is a good day...after a long while....finally'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8916779406821961940</id><published>2010-05-29T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:30:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy</title><content type='html'>The more you slam the door the more you wont realise how much you have hurt me in the heart...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you care for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but how much you have hurt me internally and externally...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will never forgive or forget...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to you i have heightened my facebook privacy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-8916779406821961940?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8916779406821961940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Gates of heaven...can i enter?</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that I haven't told you I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fustrated because I won't take the next step and be your girlfriend, but I don't want you to have to fall even more in love with a girl who has 4 months to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't push you away because I don't love you. I push you away so you can on easier when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But GOD do I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.sixbillionsecrets.com/view/Secrets/13" class="fmllink"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sad...but welcome to reality...&lt;br /&gt;i doubt its you anyway...&lt;br /&gt;god bless you girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.sixbillionsecrets.com/view/Secrets/13" class="fmllink"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1650367644695565240?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1650367644695565240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1650367644695565240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1650367644695565240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1650367644695565240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/05/gates-of-heavencan-i-enter.html' title='Gates of heaven...can i enter?'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-474182778038390440</id><published>2010-05-22T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T01:47:20.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfection of being imperfect...</title><content type='html'>One thing that i learnt from my dear brother...no matter how perfect the  girl might be...she might not be the perfect one for me...cuz the  puzzle of love was never meant to be perfect...perfections make the love life  boring...as if everyday of you life is already planned out even before the days start. Perfections cause each other actions to be expected...thus rendering suprizes to be normal and not live up to its name to suprise her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these said and done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess having someone imperfect aint so bad after all...&lt;br /&gt;cuz its this little things of imperfections in her that makes you appreciate the perfections in her afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept the imperfect...&lt;br /&gt;with a open heart...&lt;br /&gt;but aim for the perfect...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-474182778038390440?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/474182778038390440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=474182778038390440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/474182778038390440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/474182778038390440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/05/perfection-of-being-imperfect.html' title='The perfection of being imperfect...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-9209393767830836827</id><published>2010-05-20T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:29:22.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ughh...</title><content type='html'>I only had 3 hours of sleep thx to waiting for you and all you could say was rest earlier today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheres the good morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the thank you and the smile to the very least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top up the reluctant mood to talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a heart damn it...i know you have one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.... GET WELL SOON!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-9209393767830836827?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/9209393767830836827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=9209393767830836827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/9209393767830836827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/9209393767830836827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/05/ughh.html' title='ughh...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-270481645452708289</id><published>2010-05-20T03:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:45:32.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo! Seems like its a dead blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S_RJMLOlb4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2UqozApl2WI/s1600/UP.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...kinda lame but im quite glad that barely comes to visit... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days have been rather...happy and emo for me...mostly of what affects my heart the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies have been going rather....DUNNO...everyone is like enjoying the free hours with have...with barely any assignments starting yet! Lol i make year 3 sound so slack =\....ahh shucks this makes me terribly afraid...zzz better bucker up and start studying! Hahas dumbo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends....many of my friends have been right here and giving me the listening ear whenever they can! Totally thankful and glad that however such a embarrassment i am to them...we are still one...with me being the crazy bugger that screws up everything... its our final year guys! I really wouldnt want to graduate if i were to stay with this group of friends forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Friends...many of you come to me asking....WHAT YOU GUYS ARE THINKING ABOUT? You know my answer? Its apparently the exact opposite...we think  WHAT THE *TOOT* ARE YOU GIRLS THINKING?! OMG!!.... yeah...seriously its all a cycle...guys making girls life difficult...at the same time girls making guys life difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E...i know you wouldnt even take a peek at my blog...but seriously...that dude that you are holding onto now? He is not worth it...losing him is gaining someone better...you never listened to me right from the start...medicine are sure bitter...take it accept it...aim for a better life with someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rox...I dunno if u would come to my blog...but just know...yes friendship do come into issue in your situation. But do know that true love is worth fighting for...friendship or not...each of us should have a equal battleground to getting prince charming...you are one of my longest girl friends...one of the most innocent and cutest girl i know...smart, intelligent and jolly...there is no reason for anyone not to like you =D As I said sometimes instead of looking here and there...you just need to step back and realise that "he" was already there. He might not meet the every one of your expectations but well...who needs to meet the expectations when he is able to make you smile every single day of your life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT...I know you have been curious onto whats happening to me nowadays....im sorry...yesh...i honestly have not been feeling totally well due to matters of the heart...i cannot tell you who and what...but on your side...do stay strong...i will try to be there for you...though i cant promise...jia you jia you! Dont cry Dont cry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPaddict....if you are reading this...honestly...never have i met a girl that would so directly fit into my life other then you. Its like you are a final piece to my jigsaw puzzle. We have so much alike...we both appreciate art but epicly fail in it...chocolate is love...pocky is our fav snack...arghh... I really wonder if i have even touched your heart or im just some other random guy "caring" for you.. I know its been hard on you...all the stress piling in and council issues....but most recently found out...its actually more then that.......but why do you hide so much? Isnt it terribly pain to shoulder it all alone?! You rmb on that very day you said? That all you need is one partner....? So do I...so do i....and i only want that my only one partner for life to be you...  So why do you leave the stains of a broken heart of yours....  Tell me...tell me? Is it worth it to lock the door of your heart forever...just because of that very 1 person.... Im gonna sound abit crude here....but whose gonna clean out the shit that he left behind? I would be more than willing to mend that broken heart of yours...clean it up...and polish it till bright red!  Fall down and pick yourself up girl...you are strong...i believe in you....and am totally in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand that it was not long since the other guy left...thats why i have decided...to let go for a while...let you clear up the more important issues...let you have a breather.... but dont be mistaken...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i have not stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;...i will wait till the very much i can...i wont wait forever...cuz im not sure how long i can hold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S_RJMLOlb4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2UqozApl2WI/s1600/UP.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S_RJMLOlb4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2UqozApl2WI/s400/UP.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473079920683216770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant promise that we'll last forever...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;I promise...&lt;br /&gt;Ill be better then him...&lt;br /&gt;definetely...&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-270481645452708289?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/270481645452708289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=270481645452708289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/270481645452708289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/270481645452708289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/05/woohoo-seems-like-its-dead-blog.html' title='woohoo! Seems like its a dead blog!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S_RJMLOlb4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2UqozApl2WI/s72-c/UP.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3810687954434024739</id><published>2010-05-16T04:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T04:49:41.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad + glad = slad...RICE IS SLAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-8HBImFYiI/AAAAAAAAADw/Lh7vz4M-uT4/s1600/IMG_8420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-8HBImFYiI/AAAAAAAAADw/Lh7vz4M-uT4/s320/IMG_8420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471599788346925602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-8HBvmNoZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Xa6RzSyxTHs/s1600/IMG_8424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-8HBvmNoZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Xa6RzSyxTHs/s320/IMG_8424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471599798816448914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in life where things dont go the very way you want it to...&lt;br /&gt;the challenge is to suck it up and smile about it...&lt;br /&gt;live your everyday as a blessing...&lt;br /&gt;accept failures as the very lessons of life...&lt;br /&gt;finally...&lt;br /&gt;embrace the every little pieces of wishes come true...&lt;br /&gt;and never let go of it...&lt;br /&gt;because you never really know what you've got till its gone...&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/__nkDChchALI/S-8HCLN2xRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lkLH5pXVpe8/s1600/IMG_8434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-8HCLN2xRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lkLH5pXVpe8/s320/IMG_8434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471599806230480146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never felt so happy in such a long time...&lt;br /&gt;Shocking right?&lt;br /&gt;Thank You...♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally she knows...&lt;/span&gt;&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/2546914274965708011-3810687954434024739?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3810687954434024739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3810687954434024739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3810687954434024739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3810687954434024739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/05/sad-glad-sladrice-is-slad.html' title='sad + glad = slad...RICE IS SLAD!'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-8HBImFYiI/AAAAAAAAADw/Lh7vz4M-uT4/s72-c/IMG_8420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4573426340267450831</id><published>2010-05-14T01:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:42:51.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it so difficult just to say "YES"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-xVtt35stI/AAAAAAAAADo/NqvztGD4Crs/s1600/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-xVhduFv6I/AAAAAAAAADg/fgu8_lQ8wMI/s1600/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from skating and everything...wanna dota but cant...thx to mom... =3="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...its been rather ups and downs from the last time i blog =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first things first...skating has been getting more sian and sian...like no improvement and stuff...really really annoying...grrr just cannot hold it or balance it well...since we are all out from zenearth...skating has been a mess....i wanna learn J slide but its so pain when you fall from the slide...and my parallel has always been on the same stage for like 2-3 months+? Cmon gimme more push pls!! &gt;.&lt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next school...humm haha honestly everything has been quite slack...really love my timetable...have long hours of break and equally spreaded out hours of learning. Not too early on some days and of course some stay at 9. Guess the only prob i might really have would be Game Programming. Its like uber fun but challenging...new codes...new language...new environment...im always slow to adapt in the programming perspective man... =S...jia you jia you ba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly i guess its...well i just wanna say...i really have no idea about ur past, whats making you cry nowadays...infact i dont really care. From the day i knew you a new chapter begins...Ive put my very heart and soul into making you smile...from buying you sweets...sending you home...wanting to hear from you whenever you need a hearing ear...trying to make you laugh your hearts out with my life stories...haix...this saturday is your day...hope you enjoy it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly...&lt;br /&gt;m really scared...&lt;br /&gt;im scared of failing once again....&lt;br /&gt;vowing to love you with all i can...&lt;br /&gt;i really hope you can understand...&lt;br /&gt;i know im not the very best...&lt;br /&gt;god can put my name to the test...&lt;br /&gt;i promise...&lt;br /&gt;i will love you till the very ends...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now girl...&lt;br /&gt;how the chapter ends...&lt;br /&gt;lies all in your very hands...&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-xVtt35stI/AAAAAAAAADo/NqvztGD4Crs/s1600/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-xVtt35stI/AAAAAAAAADo/NqvztGD4Crs/s200/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470841891244847826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;or being hopeful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does falling in love suddenly seem so difficult?....=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4573426340267450831?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4573426340267450831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4573426340267450831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4573426340267450831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4573426340267450831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/05/heylo-peeps.html' title='Is it so difficult just to say &quot;YES&quot;?'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S-xVtt35stI/AAAAAAAAADo/NqvztGD4Crs/s72-c/i_can_always_make_you_smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-651850398711941569</id><published>2010-04-29T18:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:13:09.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wasn't there when you cried =(</title><content type='html'>Hey hey people! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm so life has been going on...boring school new codes to learn...tutorials and practicals...and guess what? Horrible Bald Headed lecturer who only knows how to say "Dun ask me...dunno? ASK GOOD GIRL(his english sucks so he pronounce google as good girl)!!" Seriously...what type of lecturer is this... Firstly he sucks at his teaching then when we have to ask qn he tells us to check google...then when we give him the =.=" he goes on giving excuses of "being in poly is not like secondary sch...you guys have to grow up to adults and self learning..." Self learning agreed but you are too much right? Using that shitty method to cover your smelly butt...Arghhh damn...seriously another module that we have to really SELF learn...=.="...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then that...things have been turning out not bad...yet to to the better side ^^...coding so far has not been too difficult to understand and keep up hahas...for game programming its more of if u can visualise the Z angle...which is still kinda  =S....huhuh?? spin where? spin clockwise or anti...*stare stare stare* OHHH!!! CHEY!!...hahaha den u see my turning my head like some noob bwahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm now ive been worried about some issues that my close friends are stuck into...like everything of them is in a mess now...its like a lost tribe of the amazon without a proper cheif...lolol in this case maybe the chief went for some toilet break and got lost in the forest...LOLOLS...okay okay i know lame...back to story...so yeah with no leader...it could be very vital into the tribe's hierarchy and organisation. Shes like totally MIA la...wth...she just gives orders the them like the cheif would go "I want you people hunt boars! While i go take a piss" =X....and the tribe members go "YES CHIEF!!"...but the problem is WHERE and WHAT TYPE OF BOARS?? Who ever knows that it was supposed to be female boars instead of male boars...and everything starts screwing up. And guess what...even when the problem heats up...the chief is never there to coordinate the tribe. Well you might be asking..."you talk so much, why you dont go help?"...im telling u now that although i might have the ability to take actions and take over their roles anytime...but i wish not to interfere with issues that are not mine to move...all i can do and all i will do is voice my opinions...and hope they are heeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on guys do something...strive for the bettter...heck the cheif and do what is a must without her around. Get things moving, get things going...for the sake of the CCA and friends...not just for yourself. がんばって　みんなさん！！ You can do it guys! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well...i guess i have taken much into thought...maybe there is a reason the dude up there 1stly make me suffer so much made me go through so much hardship just to get a plentiful of nothing in the very end. Its all to make me realise how hard is it to get true and unconditional love...ive really learnt so much through all these experiences. Honestly till now i do not have any idea when it is going to end. However i hope...i really hope that all the suffering has ended and it has been his gift to allow me to meet such wonderful friends and the girl who i knew since long time ago but not how spectacularly stunning and cutely attractive to me. And guess what!! We have so much alike!! Like so WOW right? hahaha im like getting high abit here...but oh well its the truth okay xD....haha i really hope that you up there...YES YOU WHOEVER DUDE UP THERE ABOVE THE CLOUDS WATCHING OVER ME! This is my final hope to what i really have till i totally give up...cuz i doubt i would have the time then...but truly i know u can see in my heart that i would cherish her like no other. I have learnt so much thanks to your methods. I know i do lie at times....but it was all just to make people smile...rather to tell them the blantant truth....i'll make her feel so loved so treasured that she will wake up to a happy light every morning with a smile springing across her face that makes her much cuter and beautiful in my eyes. If she needs to cry i'll be her shoulder and have a tissue box by my hand(if i actually can have 1 always!)...then after that im sure you know i dont mind acting like a clown or joke right infront of anywhere as long as i see the smile across her face....you know im not lying you know i mean it.....so please truly pleaseee this time...let me through and prove you i have learnt and im worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR TOTALLY SHAGGED!! HAHA FINALLY DOTA AFTER SO LONG!! WOO!! HAHA MISSING MY LAI ZAI AND FUN FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9nlIUuSr9I/AAAAAAAAADY/QJcIyOSL8ec/s1600/IMG_6597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9nlIUuSr9I/AAAAAAAAADY/QJcIyOSL8ec/s320/IMG_6597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465651553955393490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;She cried today...and i wasnt there...&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be...&lt;br /&gt;but things happen...&lt;br /&gt;sucks...to be not the one who could give her a shoulder to cry on...&lt;br /&gt;i promise...&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best to be there whenever you shed a tear...&lt;br /&gt;and there after make you smile and forget every sorrow that you held deeply in your heart...&lt;br /&gt;"I love you ♥"&lt;br /&gt;just finding the right time right place to say those three words...&lt;br /&gt;cant wait...&lt;br /&gt;for that very minute...&lt;br /&gt;the smile that i wish to spring across your face...&lt;br /&gt;those beautiful lips of yours whisper a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas 2pid girl sleeping like a log now!! YOU'D BETTER REMEMBER TO SMS ME TMR MORNING!! OTHERWISE I DUN OWE YOU ANY SMACKING xD Haha i guess its log mode time for me now ^^...hope ya having sweet dreams now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-651850398711941569?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/651850398711941569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=651850398711941569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/651850398711941569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/651850398711941569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-just-glad-that-i-was-there-to-make.html' title='i wasn&apos;t there when you cried =('/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9nlIUuSr9I/AAAAAAAAADY/QJcIyOSL8ec/s72-c/IMG_6597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6949360118872922079</id><published>2010-04-23T01:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T02:23:21.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoolzzz.....damn....</title><content type='html'>hummm so i shall start with Mentoring HOC event...lol got invited by beng to be the official photog for the event...haaha it was a quite easy decision to make...i mean i love taking pictures...not to mention people!! Haha it always go the same way...events...you take days and days of preperation, hardwork, sweat and tears which all comes down to one day...the few hours...just to make it perfect...once the event is done you look at it all and start to think...."did all the effort that i have put in gone to waste"....for the first time this event...was i had to say maybe did not start off well due to the slow pace of work and the lack of leadership but it all pulled out well...the event still went on, the kids and parents were having fun...we the planners and the helpers im sure all had fun...Cheers to all BPNP mentoring ppl...although not much of ya would get to see this...you ppl really are the ones that truly make the world a better place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now event pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQlR-4bI/AAAAAAAAABE/ff4dFPf4wqk/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&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/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQTRoiyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yaGZemAo0g8/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQTRoiyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yaGZemAo0g8/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463023858215324450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful People! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQGCHHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Okq5gZ6fC_w/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQGCHHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Okq5gZ6fC_w/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463023854660558466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dance Dance Dance&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/__nkDChchALI/S9CPPn2yT4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0idME7UcGHE/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPPn2yT4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0idME7UcGHE/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463023846559993730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Wushu flying kick!&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/__nkDChchALI/S9CPPSrq20I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0_74-lReoos/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPPSrq20I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0_74-lReoos/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463023840876223298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preperation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQlR-4bI/AAAAAAAAABE/ff4dFPf4wqk/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQlR-4bI/AAAAAAAAABE/ff4dFPf4wqk/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463023863048626610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wud ya lookin at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQVS29qNI/AAAAAAAAABk/HT1G7x3HvCg/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQVMmO9jI/AAAAAAAAABc/BYKyhRBM7GU/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQVMmO9jI/AAAAAAAAABc/BYKyhRBM7GU/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463025041833653810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chopsticks- Difficulties cannot be overcomed alone...its always better to have a helping hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQUk6iLBI/AAAAAAAAABU/rgrxJE6aG58/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQUk6iLBI/AAAAAAAAABU/rgrxJE6aG58/s320/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463025031181380626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOOHOO IM STEPPING DOWN!! opps =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQUaWm5MI/AAAAAAAAABM/W7GpB631Hvg/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CQUaWm5MI/AAAAAAAAABM/W7GpB631Hvg/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463025028346340546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy girl...nothing to play den play with hands &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRcRhxAzI/AAAAAAAAACU/O90Txe23ppM/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRcRhxAzI/AAAAAAAAACU/O90Txe23ppM/s320/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463026262927803186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha extra only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRbz356dI/AAAAAAAAACM/z483Fx8Gd4I/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRbz356dI/AAAAAAAAACM/z483Fx8Gd4I/s320/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463026254967597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha future model moms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRbrmPrnI/AAAAAAAAACE/NsNPz7hzV3c/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRbrmPrnI/AAAAAAAAACE/NsNPz7hzV3c/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463026252746042994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BRUDDERSS...with 1 charbo...lolol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRbPm8saI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KQvr5zSVwXY/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRbPm8saI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KQvr5zSVwXY/s320/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463026245232800162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guy on the right: Omg save me from the joker on the right of miiii!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRayx91EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5utAfuZAV08/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CRayx91EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5utAfuZAV08/s320/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463026237494383682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seniors!! Yeah i wonder why i only took picture of girls...humm...you tell me 0=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CSilgwaDI/AAAAAAAAACs/KwEJPfQ4ZEs/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CSilgwaDI/AAAAAAAAACs/KwEJPfQ4ZEs/s320/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463027470883121202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy people after the event =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CSiLeJHkI/AAAAAAAAACk/bD6SK16bNY0/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CSiLeJHkI/AAAAAAAAACk/bD6SK16bNY0/s320/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463027463892835906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final group photos to end the ceremony...happy family ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CSh0la2sI/AAAAAAAAACc/lZueujgtTYo/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CSh0la2sI/AAAAAAAAACc/lZueujgtTYo/s320/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463027457749342914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenage Magazine advert! GET ADDICTED TO IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lol so thats there...i have many other tons of pic...but its just too much just to upload it...hope you guys love the captions haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAP SO GUYS SCHOOL HAS STARTED! CCA FIESTA, PATH FINDER, MAKAN PLACE RUSH!! ITS ALL BACK....just wait...and the stress will come...quite tired to say anything much but i really do hope everyone is having a good time making new friends and BLAH BLAH BLAH! Oh not to forget about getting useless lecturers....geezz....lolol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im falling for you...&lt;br /&gt;i might be not the one you are looking for...&lt;br /&gt;but i'll give you all that i have...&lt;br /&gt;till the day my life is through...&lt;br /&gt;this i promise you...♥&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/2546914274965708011-6949360118872922079?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6949360118872922079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6949360118872922079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6949360118872922079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6949360118872922079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/04/schoolzzzdamn.html' title='Schoolzzz.....damn....'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S9CPQTRoiyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yaGZemAo0g8/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-779368734040428638</id><published>2010-03-23T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:36:22.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>capturing the world in different angles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S6iLVe7Rb4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/xSCe0SnGzIk/s1600-h/Compass_by_GameHexx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/__nkDChchALI/S6iEmwA9hiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DhXjl5nwxZg/s1600-h/IMG_5069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S6iEmwA9hiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DhXjl5nwxZg/s320/IMG_5069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451753150190814754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;say Hi to M&amp;amp;M(credits to kb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi again...my sanctuary of expression...be it sad or happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent really blogged for sometime as well i have been rather occupied with a array of events...ranging from friends to skating, friends, love e.t.c...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummz nothing to report nowadays except that im playing this particular MMO with danial and melvin. Seems okay...quite fun to a certain extent that you get ganged by mobs...pros and cons bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite okay okay with skating, although quite stagnant still haha...sadly yes...but not too bad had a few fun urbans and sliding session, not forgetting the ice skating that i brought weizhi along with. Going for skating training at senja later...damn...lolol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh and results...its not exactly good but better den i expected...i mean seriously this is 1 of the hardest sems for me to understand...really lucky for DSA though =\...ganbatte ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess nothing much else to talk about hahas...maybe its the mood or something...forgive me yeah...maybe im already starting to miss her &gt;.&lt;"  shes gone back home for 3 days...so gonna miss her msgs every morning...that "good morning rice :)"...haix...*heart melts*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S6iLVe7Rb4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/xSCe0SnGzIk/s1600-h/Compass_by_GameHexx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S6iLVe7Rb4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/xSCe0SnGzIk/s320/Compass_by_GameHexx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451760550127169410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If my heart was a compass you'll be north...♥&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/2546914274965708011-779368734040428638?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/779368734040428638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=779368734040428638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/779368734040428638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/779368734040428638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/03/capturing-world-in-different-angles.html' title='capturing the world in different angles'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S6iEmwA9hiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DhXjl5nwxZg/s72-c/IMG_5069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-8118267009244019183</id><published>2010-03-10T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:45:48.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being hopeful is one thing...to fail is another</title><content type='html'>So its been a while since i blogged...ups and downs...mostly downs apparently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...its just so unfair for me now...why? You know why must i be the one who catches up on a guy that seriously i dunno whether even really makes her happy...just going out with her and catching movies aint gonna do any good. Cuz i know every single time i go out with her i make sure i make her smile and im more then willing to do that forever if it takes...im really all out trying my best to do whatever i can you know...really so hard...but why?? why?? that everything that i find out must have a essence of him? I mean if i met here exactly the same time as him, i would just literary pwn him to the corner la....i think...im not really clear onto what im against...but with the fact that he makes her sad from time to time....and yet not even once have i did...but WHY...has she not even realise me? Im starting to get crazy over u noodles....so crazy....=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skating is screwed up...what i tot will be bros has just proved me wrong...dissapointing...how cold the world can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no mood now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me the will to carry one...someone please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i would do anything just for her to notice my love for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-8118267009244019183?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/8118267009244019183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=8118267009244019183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8118267009244019183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/8118267009244019183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-hopeful-is-one-thingto-fail-is.html' title='Being hopeful is one thing...to fail is another'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3031151362224001341</id><published>2010-03-04T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:44:38.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait..</title><content type='html'>i waited for hours...and you never replied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u are home...you just plainly forget about me huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...i really do...♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-3031151362224001341?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3031151362224001341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3031151362224001341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3031151362224001341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3031151362224001341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/03/wait.html' title='wait..'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-443094252261986532</id><published>2010-03-03T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:10:26.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>so yeap...exams are over...haha i have to say i barely scraped through it. But im happy...i mean...the papers din turn out so bad as i expected. Although i did manage to spot out the lame mistakes that i made. Well its over...and its holidays now! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesh since the holidays have started...ive haha been lazing around...playing dota and COD6...just so nice...finally a holiday of peace and no stress no pressure...no demands to heed to...just one mission...just one aim..."Noodles"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im planning something big...it makes me happy...really...but shes so busy D=...shes got attachment...shes got cambodia trip...shes gonna be building roads on her bday for goodness sake...lol shes really crazy...haha talk about looking at moons...i just wish i were always by your side when u are lonely...it just aint fair that he met u earlier =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your sms...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-443094252261986532?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/443094252261986532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=443094252261986532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/443094252261986532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/443094252261986532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/03/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7924773484931031519</id><published>2010-02-23T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:42:20.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness and sorrows...</title><content type='html'>Exams are going to be over real soon...infact just in around 2 days time...you know im supposed to be happy that finally i can start concentrating mission impossible. I had planned quite a few things out...i had my goals set. But sadly to say a problem that i thought was so small turned out to be so big...a tumor hanging right out of my heart bringing it down with every beat. Apparently Mr H was on a much higher level then i ever was. He stays near her, he goes to her CG and he is in the same CCA as her. What can i say he has the outmost right advantage over me. Look at me? I have nothing...just a heart for her...willing to give so much than i can never imagine. Why do I have to meet snow white so late. I tried calling her out a few times...its maybe the hardest that i have ever been through...but i knew if it was successful it would be all so worth it. I really wanna call her  right know and ask if i really have a chance... damn all these ranting luh...no one understands anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I really feel good to have real friends around for different reasons...one group that can make me laugh till i cry...one group that really makes me feel like home crazy and whenever...one group that keeps me company in the digital world....not that they are a bad influence...they were the ones who accepted me when i had no where to go back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent slept in 2 days prehaps...im tired...im not happy...and my heart is aching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it fate for me to go through all these...for me to learn how precious and how hard issit to earn for someone who truly loves you all over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learnt hard enough...i would do anything for her...i swear.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am so in love with you noodles...and i cant let go...im gonna keep trying...im gonna keep caring...im gonna be the one that you can hammer all your sorrows on....until the day i finally have you in my arms(i hope)...the chapter ends...and a new chapter begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7924773484931031519?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7924773484931031519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=7924773484931031519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7924773484931031519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/7924773484931031519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/sadness-and-sorrows.html' title='sadness and sorrows...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4454319140795395483</id><published>2010-02-18T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:29:27.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you much...^^</title><content type='html'>yay shes back! Heehee and she did rmb to sms me! I wonder...issit cuz of the fb comment or mel told her...oh well haha at least she did! Shes back! Shes safe! Most imptly shes happy =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS! ARGHH MUGG MUGG MUGG! Tmr have BTT T.T"...booked on the wrong date...lolol...well wish ya'll good luck for exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission impossible: Commencing soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4454319140795395483?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4454319140795395483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4454319140795395483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4454319140795395483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4454319140795395483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-you-much.html' title='miss you much...^^'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2956814823920403736</id><published>2010-02-17T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:49:09.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have i even crossed your mind?</title><content type='html'>What are you doing now noodles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you doing noodles? Hopefully really having loads of fun...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be here waiting for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much noodles...♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2956814823920403736?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2956814823920403736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2956814823920403736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2956814823920403736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2956814823920403736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-i-even-crossed-your-mind.html' title='have i even crossed your mind?'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6785338074096399196</id><published>2010-02-14T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:25:03.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing her every little words of imperfection...</title><content type='html'>Its been almost 2 days that we have not spoken to each other...and im missing her a hell lot...just feels like something is missing in my day. I keep thinking if shes safe and enjoying herself...everytime i close my eyes i see her smiling...argghh...hope shes safe -_-" and come back as the crazy retarded girl that we all love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to CNY...well its been a lazy CNY for me this year...well first of all as some of ya might know that my family car broke down on ECP with me and bro in the car the other day. So bai nian this year is kinda inconvinient so my family aint gonna go around that much. Went to popo's house just no though. Haha realised i got actually little cousins that i dunno of. Makes me feel so old actually being one of the senior cousins in the whole family line. Bleh anw...haha i have cute cousins...such a pity that i didnt bring my camera over to take pics. Im no pedo guys...i just like kids...HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired...i need to study...and i wanna dota haha! signing off fast =D Cya again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S3gVfk-AjaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iZ_MtokN-H0/s1600-h/Falling_for_you_by_azuzephre.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S3gVfk-AjaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iZ_MtokN-H0/s320/Falling_for_you_by_azuzephre.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438120182293761442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Falling for you girl...♥&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/2546914274965708011-6785338074096399196?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6785338074096399196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6785338074096399196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6785338074096399196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6785338074096399196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-her-every-little-words-of.html' title='missing her every little words of imperfection...'/><author><name>brice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752506714829164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__nkDChchALI/S3gVfk-AjaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iZ_MtokN-H0/s72-c/Falling_for_you_by_azuzephre.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-19911645110810524</id><published>2010-02-13T02:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T04:24:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Hei Fatt Choi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/S3WuWvqiJUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AdVGhvN62ig/s1600-h/IMG_4000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/S3WuWvqiJUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AdVGhvN62ig/s320/IMG_4000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437443830894961986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like my new look? Heehee! Thats my hair for now! Yeap its pink =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummz...maybe im thinking too much? She posted a status for a sec stating that she is reluctant to change but only changed cuz she respect 'you'...the problem is who is the 'you'...haiz maybe im thinking too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are all finished...the final hurdle are those three papers of death...arghh get it over and done with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day is coming...and im alone...guess i cant help it...happy valentines to everyone out there! Cherish your companion, treasure every little min u hear his/her breathe...cuz they are the ones who will leave milestones in your life...be it happy or sad...they are the impacts in life that make you who you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is around the corner...somehow...i really wished i could be so happy to drown myself in the festive spirit this year...but things happen...looking forward to see my relatives yeah! Ang Pao and all the smiles...which i hope i can fake while taking em! This start of year is just not my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummz a glimpse of hope to be happy? Relationship between me and her has heightened. Just hoping she realises that every sms that i sent has been a thought of care to her. Although not all my messages get replied...guess im used to it...ive experienced much worst. However when i do get that "MUMBAI INDIA!" ringing on my phone and her name displaying on my hp screen. My mouth curves likes a upward bananaaaa...lolol! Haiz i dunno if she feels the same way too...=\  Anyways shes going back to msia to spend CNY with her family over at cameron highlands...up all the way in the mountains...be safe okay noodles!!  At least she wont be so lonely and gloomy this valentines ^^...family is always best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about family...daddy is coming back at 6am today...gonna fetch him with bro later...i wonder what is his reaction gonna be when he sees my hair! lol GU WAK ZAI! Bleh that is for later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally tired...&lt;br /&gt;give me strength supernatural...&lt;br /&gt;give me the will to carry on...&lt;br /&gt;give me this chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make her mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll promise i will treasure her more then you can ever imagine...&lt;br /&gt;cuz i know...how heart shattering it is to just throw love away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry but...&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you noodles ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-19911645110810524?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/19911645110810524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=19911645110810524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/19911645110810524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/19911645110810524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/gong-hei-fatt-choi.html' title='Gong Hei Fatt Choi!'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/S3WuWvqiJUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AdVGhvN62ig/s72-c/IMG_4000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1432561373903256658</id><published>2010-02-10T00:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:31:36.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears i hear from her...that can make a man like me cry...</title><content type='html'>today...she called me...crying on the phone...her heart broken by a guy who presume he loves her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words couldnt express my feelings...i was in the midst of a dota ladder game(oops xD) when she called me...i immediately lost the feeling to dota le...my heart was aching...she putting a brave front saying that "eyes swollen cannot cry..." but deep inside i knew she felt like breaking it all out...i stopped my playing asking zhen to help me play...she told me what happened...honestly that dude...have he even considered her feelings when he brought that friend along? Seriously...you just made the girl you love felt like a light bulb! She felt so left out...going back and apologize at her house shedding tears wont answer her call of love. The outmost job of a lover is the be there whenever shes down...to make give you that smile that would go across her face. Cuz that very smile...would light up your world for the days to come... you might wanna ask me why i know so much...i aint a show off or whatever...ive learnt it...learnt it the hard way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on talking about different stuff...tried my best cheering her up...talking about any other stuff besides matters of the heart...just when the conversation was heating up...just at that moment...her ex called her...i felt jealousy...but yet if i were to stop her from talking to him...it would be too selfish...so i had to let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that hell broke lose...i felt light headed...my heart started pumping at a uneven but fast rate...gasping for air every second...soon i couldnt take it...so i went to coffee bean and bought a mocha frappe. half way through the cup...in the midst of gasping...i vommited on the floor....the world wasnt the world but a merry go round. I collapse on the ground...closing my eyes i saw her crying...i tell myself "why brice? why?? control yourself....you aint that weak you noob"got dragged back...packed up my bags and made my way home...throughout the bus trip i was gasping and with my heart beating so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i closed my eyes i see her...my heart has nver felt like this b4...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;back home...i immediately msged her...to ask if shes okay...long and behold her reply came...with a huge sigh...she was okay! However... the result was not as expected...oh well its only for me and her to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr we both have tests...she'll be going back to malaysia...hope it helps her calms her feelings and her mind...and come back as the jolly girl inside and outside i have always known her as ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be sleeping and all the way in lala land now. It makes me glad that my cute lil red panda is sound asleep =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last...I vow...that i will love my next with all my life...all my heart...all my soul....love has not only failed me once...not twice...but uncountable times...yet i never falter...and look for new oppurtunities again...the dude up there gave me this chance to know a beauty that first caught my eye...but who will ever know...what the future brings us...all i can do is wish for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if one day...&lt;br /&gt;i told you...&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be just a listener no more?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be more then that...&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea...arghhh...mixed feelings...wait...do i even have a chance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1432561373903256658?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1432561373903256658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1432561373903256658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1432561373903256658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1432561373903256658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/tears-i-hear-from-herthat-can-make-man.html' title='tears i hear from her...that can make a man like me cry...'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-7832894364708706535</id><published>2010-02-09T00:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:41:44.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mission impossible...huh...bring it on</title><content type='html'>what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meant to make you cry...or meant to give you the best feeling in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a conversation...with a friend...kinda amazing...all along i tot that she was those happy go lucky type that just live by the days and thats just it. But in fact no...shes just putting on a brave side...much alike me huh. Always going to sch...smiling i guess...but whats in my mind is a totally different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sms her and all her sms back were actually emo. humm so well i asked her on msn like really what happened... seems like love has not forgiven us...haha! Im not the only one stuck in this misery. Remembering the painful past. Slowly she opened up to me, about her past and how she wants to let it go. We both had our ways of breaking up...both seem cruel but if it was in any other way...it would have been worst. That im sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit of cheeky conversations here and there...about dating and stuff...guess im gonna have to take up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mission impossible&lt;/span&gt;...its not easy...but who knows. I have failed umteen times...who knows i might strike at the best one of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i greatly appreciate that sharing season i had with you la ji tong! Seems like you are not full of rubbish after all. Heehee Cheer up okays! I will give you more rubbish tmr to make you happier den ever! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although did the conv did not end in a smooth side...(haha i was playing dota when she replied me after her shower...oops xP forgive me!!!) well im sure she will understand! Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, ice cream session...i wanna share my happy stories with you...i wanna give you my happiness in life...iwanna give you the very best to make you mine...no sad stuff...no tears to be shared...if there is a need i'll be a pillow(KING KOIL DUNNIPILLO QUALITY)...to let u cry on...that is...if u dont go shopping =.=" blehx fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of your beautiful eyes girl! They are meant for ppl to get mesmerised...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly duckling once said she was ugly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not knowing how she would turn out to be a graceful white bird that soars into the sky with beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how a diamond might be made of hard black carbon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly evolving into the diamond i see glowing inside of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation: Impossible shall commence when exams ends...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-7832894364708706535?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/7832894364708706535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>change...</title><content type='html'>so much have changed...1 year ago...i was doing free labour...managing a fragile relationship...and ohh was barely able to stand on 8 wheels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now 1 year later i looked on....im saying F U to the free labour cuz it wasted 1 year of my life...and well someone has taken my left over KFC chicken bone...and haha now i hold a 34th placing for sliding(skating) in the whole SG...actually...that is not like VERY GOOD or some thing...others have done better...but hey...at least my name is on the list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm life nowadays...i have decided to stop handling too many friend groups...especially those that after all and so much i have done for em...they dont even show the appreciation...not even a slightest bit...ungrateful ppl...shattering my heart when i heard that "oh if he goes with us...im not gonna go..."...oh yes and acting friendly infront of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well 2pid to say but...im kinda having a passive situation now...i really dunno if i should press on or just well forget it... haha i will leave that to time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now its gonna be studies and sliding...parallel slide parallell.....bend your knees go low...feel the slide...body C straight...omg so hard &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ysus90nTBDc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/Ysus90nTBDc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&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;Its like having your own blood daughter calling some other wife stealer...."daddy"...its pain so pain that im gonna make sure that its not gonna happen again...well KFC chicken bones have no brains after all...its just pure meat and oil...hahahahaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1403038336769085962?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1403038336769085962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1403038336769085962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1403038336769085962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1403038336769085962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2010/02/change.html' title='change...'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1590040259351239383</id><published>2009-12-19T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:02:46.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I KNEW IT! lol</title><content type='html'>there she goes...with the very guy i expected and suspected....she tries to hide his name with letters and stuff...lol what can i say....i was her man for 1year and 4months? Good enuff time for me to read her mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say...i have nothing gotta do with her now...neither do i want...im just gonna sit down...relax...keep my eyes open for new oppurtunities...oh and as well as see how long they would survive in the flames...how long can you hold "E"...would you beat me? Lets see...you friggin backstabber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh its the holidays!! Haha photoshoot anyone? Gonna get my new lens next tuesday =D cant wait to shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the very day one...i could see it in your eyes...that u liked her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noob lol  ^^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1590040259351239383?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1590040259351239383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1590040259351239383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1590040259351239383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1590040259351239383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-knew-it-lol.html' title='I KNEW IT! lol'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-3671576508708254581</id><published>2009-12-17T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T02:18:35.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>why do you never fail to make me cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go along...go along with that bastard...i wish you all the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traces of you still remain in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want now is the capture the moment...happy moments...with my camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you heartbreaker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-3671576508708254581?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/3671576508708254581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=3671576508708254581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3671576508708254581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/3671576508708254581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-812771935731382760</id><published>2009-11-04T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:25:43.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>She was a angel...now she's a bitch...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dissapointing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-812771935731382760?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/812771935731382760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=812771935731382760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/812771935731382760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/812771935731382760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2746757811631915541</id><published>2009-10-29T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T02:27:46.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New sem...new troubles...FML</title><content type='html'>What happened to us X? Around a year ago...i was happy like hell to have you in my arms. Like an angel...within my grasp. Happily dodging your parents often spots...looking out for Dad in MRT...times alone in the lift. Haha those were the days....every morning we would meet making sure even though we couldnt start our everyday in bed...we made sure we start our day seeing each other first thing we got to sch!  It turned from bad to worst when assignments and my council issues started coming in....2pid arguements...you and your stubbornesss...me and my standards...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now look at you. Not the Angel you used to be. Maybe on the outside. But i feel the change in your aura and body X. Yes i do. The way how cold you can be to me that day was SHIT! Honestly SHIT! Any other normal guy would just slap you at that moment you raised your hand phone to break the conversation atmosphere. You just broke the most basic rule of etiquette! There i was asking about how your family was doing...you were there sms-ing away. And the answers you gave were barely sufficient. You said i changed for the worst. YOU KNOW WHY IT SEEMS SO! CUZ I CHANGED A SHIT LOT FOR YOU! FOR YOU! Thats the reason why i seemed better last time....too vulgar for you? Only after the break you realised shit like you dont dress feminine enough, that guys need to be vulgar at times, and other crap. WHY ONLY AFTER THE BREAK UP! I told you from the very start. That the break also considered the fact that you could not realise all those crap unless you were away from my comfort zone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at you now...you are a dark angel...im very sad...im sure that i didnt groom you to this...i didnt ever want you to be like this....look in the mirror...what do you see X? What do you see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im tired of giving in...so many said im too kind...am i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You god for giving me the group of project mates i have(helping me with my work whenever they can), with the new Junior class of 1MO3 that i have fallen fall...they are the most fun people to be with....love you guys from the very bottom of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suprize for her when the clock strikes 12 on saturday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everything goes well...please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit i still have class tomorrow morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2746757811631915541?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2746757811631915541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2746757811631915541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2746757811631915541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2746757811631915541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-semnew-troublesfml.html' title='New sem...new troubles...FML'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-123432459225584199</id><published>2009-09-24T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:55:34.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=\</title><content type='html'>4th week...get over fast...please...i cant wait to see her face to face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why...do i feel so near yet so far...it could come true...but could be a dream that i have been dreaming all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after throwing love away once....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this i promise you...mistakes dont happen twice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love her to the very ends of my heart...shower with more love that i have ever showered...hold her so close...be by her side whenever she needs me...and most of all love her only...one and only...no other one else except for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please...god....all i wish is to be with her now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-123432459225584199?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/123432459225584199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=123432459225584199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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=(....hope webcam can bring us nearer from the distance we are apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw went out with her today ^^...haha very happy....although she was 45 mins late...forgiven and understood...met her at PS....den went daiso to buy bottle, wet tissue and that happy hippo thing for my cupboard when i go over....so that my clothes wont smell! So fast forward...after daiso we went walking around PS...walk walk walk den i suddenly went like...eh i have not watched GI Joe yet....i asked her if she wanna watch it...she agreed...but plaza sing didnt show it...walked over to cathay...also nver show...faill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took MRT to orchard! Haha crazy her...gave the idea to wait for 4 trains to pass b4 we take it....haha but it was fun =) Go over and check shaw if it was showing...walaa!! 1 show at 7.15 i think...lol! got da tickets! hahah she was super excited when she realise one of her korean idol was acting inside....well since we had so much time, we went over to borders and look at tiko books....it was her idea..=P not mine...took a few pictures of "wang cong" haha...den went back up to lido to sit down and wait...in the end we had our MACS meal...camwhored...den went for the movie =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GI Joe was great! Hot chicks for me and Hot Guys for her! HAHA when the korean guy stripped to half naked u should have seen her smile...totally hilarious...okay blah blah blah after dat we got lost in ION orchard looking fo chocolate shop! Hahax...bought da chocolate...haha found out something while she was filling in the form! &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut everything short....i sent her home...wished i could stay longer...but mom was worried &gt;=(...wanted steal her stuff!! Aww too baddd! Next time! muhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And personally for you...princess...take care on your way back to your home country okies? Hang more garlic on your house rooftop! Wish i could be with you much longer today...but there will be always another day right? Enjoy the chocolates! ^^" Next time, sushi...and flash lights(You know for what @_@")! And lastly...Thx for the secrets that you shared with me , really appreciated me(although u were abit shy...haha *blush blush*)...and i promise you...i will keep it safe =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love from ricey ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-5355958826544132920?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/5355958826544132920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=5355958826544132920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5355958826544132920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/5355958826544132920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-will-miss.html' title='i will miss ____'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-4596353560259065678</id><published>2009-08-29T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:45:47.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brice is lazy to blog..</title><content type='html'>have been called corn recently...quite okay nick...quite corny...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams over...going china..well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd had a successful outing with mi juniors...one of the most fun ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it fate for the accident to happen...make me believe in it...make my dreams come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the end of the whole day more pleasant than it already was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love from ricey ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-4596353560259065678?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/4596353560259065678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=4596353560259065678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4596353560259065678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/4596353560259065678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/08/brice-is-lazy-to-blog.html' title='Brice is lazy to blog..'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2227761933270337089</id><published>2009-08-10T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:24:15.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was national day...today is lazy monday...</title><content type='html'>lawl okay hello ppl im back for another post! Well the title of the post says alot..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw yeap ytd was national/shopping day...met kiwi at orchard MRT in the morning...went around wisma, ION, Lido...lol...every shop i stopped by...jeans were so exp...60+ or even 100+...haix...and i tot i would be leaving orchard without my jean 1s again! Thank god for the IPZone at Lucky plaza! Hahaha got 2 jeans! Each for 21.90 kay! Cheap right! Cheap and good to slide with! Muhaha..in 2 months u would see holes from sliding all around muah jeans...woops...Kiwi bought her mini bag/pouch from far east plaza...man...brings back memories onto the days after sch where i would hang out around orchard with mi friends...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha den after orchard...i wanted some exercise so i dragged kiwi along to walk with me all the way from orchard to CT hall...woops...ahhaha make her lose some fats mah...well if not for that walk...i wouldnt have got MR MOOSE from da flea market outside the singapore arts museum...muhhaha so cute!!! Got him for 2 bucks! Worth it rite! Mooses dont have swine flu or bird flu, so i should b safe =X .....haha...well we continued walking down all the way to CT hall where i showed kiwi the big watch outside the swatch of Raffles City...haha funny bunnies! After that met with Mal lo...got starbucks while Mal got her fillet O fish...den walk over to esplanade...we got locked out of the esplanade prime bay viewing area! T_T"...yeah lo to control traffic flow...well even though i was one of em dat got locked out...i totally do agree to what they are doing...it makes it so much more enjoyable for the people who got there first...more space..and more privacy...hahha...aiyah...will fast forward to where the fireworks happened...3 of us were out of esplanade alr...man...i cant stand the crowd! Can barely get oxygen! Hahaha...well when the fireworks happened...i was sitting on one of the yellow barricades...man...i wasnt amused at all...to be honest i wonder how ppl would get so hyped up over fireworks...lol...but i did like give a snigger when i saw a cute girl started to cry when the large blasting soundwaves of fireworks started to bombard our earsdrums...ahhh fast forward again...malissa left for home earlier cuz she couldnt stand the crowd...me and kiwi met with mel at suntec CC and have our dinner at food replubic...man seriously...they should call it "money republic" its such a rip off...i paid 6 bucks for a chicken rice set(awww...i have a sudden urge for KFC....2 piece chicken meal...)...ahh den met with izzdin..mavis..CL...JianLe...tina...WC...woah...Padang did sounded like it was so much more fun den esplanade... Had a mini Mr Moose photoshoot...lol! Den went home...did a few stunts on the steps of the Underpass..woo...pakour! HAHA So thats practically all for yesterday bah!! Here are some pics of Mr Moose! The private photoshoot pics are still with mel...waiting for him to pass to mi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr MOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/Sn_KkQ620qI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZHfv8P-yno/s1600-h/Mr+Moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/Sn_KkQ620qI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZHfv8P-yno/s320/Mr+Moose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368232005214851746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha Mr Nerdy MOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/Sn_Kkj7Wm2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0E0CZpwCGAA/s1600-h/Mr+Specky+Moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/Sn_Kkj7Wm2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0E0CZpwCGAA/s320/Mr+Specky+Moose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368232010317208418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eee...chibi keep Dc-ing from internet...wonder whats wrong with her internet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2227761933270337089?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2227761933270337089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2227761933270337089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2227761933270337089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2227761933270337089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-was-national-daytoday-is-lazy.html' title='Yesterday was national day...today is lazy monday...'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YiEX1-KyOMk/Sn_KkQ620qI/AAAAAAAAABs/nZHfv8P-yno/s72-c/Mr+Moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-1049871768204838305</id><published>2009-08-08T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:58:41.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol long time nver post le...</title><content type='html'>Some one say its lame for me to post only when im sad so i post when im happy rite "ADD RICE" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today...got 4 new wheels...orange 1 to go with muah skates! Apparently i wanted to use em to rocker my wheels...but apparently due to my "pro" sliding...i slided my original white wheels to around 76mm there alr....so yea...my wheels are LEVELED now...dang...haha well i shall take time to naturally rocker em den...haha silly me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today slalom training...wahx sian...i really find it so hard to get the concept of it...first step den i would be like "eh crap...right or left leg goes in...which way...ARGGHHH" hahaha...but i can fell my legs getting more jelly like i guess...stronger???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After slalom training we went over to instructor training...woah...Jia Yi thumbs up....he teach till very nicely...every single detail and still can make us laugh...muahha...wahx...den after he finished...he picked me to do the demo lesson....WHY MEEE!!! hahaha well it was really a experience...where i could actually see my poor little students getting super bored with my class....MUSHROOM JOHN YAWNED!!! EE!! I WAN SMACK U!!!(okay...that was so seesee)...well i felt i did alot of mistakes...man i din know it was so troublesome handling grown up ppl acting as kids...i cant imagine real kids! *faint* lol...but i have confidence...now that i experienced what issit like im sure i would improve in the next time i am given the oppurtunity to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coaching training...i started to slide...parallel...i would really like to thank Deslon for personally coaching me....hehx...i really learnt alot and got my form well!! MUHAHAHA 90% there only!! Now is the force control and aiming left....other den the little mistakes like concentration...but im almost there!! HEEHEEHAAHAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...shes not online...well she should be tired after the horrible day in sch today...geez...hope shes okay ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all folks! (looney tunes song plays~~~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA gnite ppl! TIME FOR DOTA!! woops ahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-1049871768204838305?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/1049871768204838305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=1049871768204838305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1049871768204838305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/1049871768204838305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol-long-time-nver-post-le.html' title='lol long time nver post le...'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-2642232975106045203</id><published>2009-07-29T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:37:11.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>why does it always have to be one sided...why cant i be those guys that ppl would like on the first sight! Why cant i be the one that she likes on the first sight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-2642232975106045203?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/2642232975106045203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=2642232975106045203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2642232975106045203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/2642232975106045203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546914274965708011.post-6922489666445140999</id><published>2009-07-22T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:28:55.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s Unwanted</title><content type='html'>かみさま how much longer of punishment must you make me endure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546914274965708011-6922489666445140999?l=bricerice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/feeds/6922489666445140999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2546914274965708011&amp;postID=6922489666445140999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6922489666445140999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546914274965708011/posts/default/6922489666445140999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bricerice.blogspot.com/2009/07/ps-unwanted.html' title='p.s Unwanted'/><author><name>Rice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
