<?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-1054194686028618970</id><updated>2011-11-27T00:27:51.258+08:00</updated><category term='nth beats more than friends and family'/><category term='you&apos;re a angel to me daddy'/><category term='in my eyes'/><category term='we&apos;re the party peepos'/><category term='fuck you all seriously'/><category term='love doesn&apos;t make the world go round'/><category term='stupid day to start'/><category term='i&apos;ll fall like you wish me to'/><category term='god&apos;s there for me in my darkest time'/><category term='you&apos;re still a bitch'/><category term='you&apos;re just disgracing yourself'/><category term='smile so that ppl can&apos;t see your tears'/><category term='i had enough'/><category term='riding was fun'/><category term='you play the part'/><category term='because they regard me as friends'/><category term='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><category term='like a star you play it so well'/><category term='everything i do is futile'/><category term='hero is'/><category term='you&apos;re my shooting star'/><title type='text'>JUSTJOREEEN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-1358017145957737801</id><published>2011-04-24T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:53:46.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i would catch a grenade for ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey world. yes i'm back with loads of heart pains and sorrows. i'm sorry if my words were harsh. you knew that i ain't doing it on purpose. why must you retaliate. you knew i was trying to protect myself yet you're doing this. i'm sorry i broke the promise, but i didn't do it on purpose. you knew it all along. why must you still do this? my heart really hurts, i regret being a straight i regret getting tgt with you. last but not least, i regret loving you. i really regret. i know i shouldn't be typing all this bullshits now. but i really don't know what to do. i want to see you, but idk what reason to make? i want to be with you, but i know that's not gonna come true anymore. damn it okays? my fault. i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-1358017145957737801?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/1358017145957737801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=1358017145957737801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/1358017145957737801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/1358017145957737801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-would-catch-grenade-for-ya.html' title='i would catch a grenade for ya'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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-1054194686028618970.post-6389118143485274940</id><published>2011-03-31T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:41:30.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero is'/><title type='text'>hero is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey world. yes i haven't been updating, sorry ): anyway the air has been cleared. me and jane is okays(: no worries. well.. is not this. for YOU (if you think it's you? (: ) : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for stabbing me in my back uh (: when you're sick, i was there to take care of you throughout. cried even when taking care of you. in the end you fucking said that i'm clingy? nvm nvm. go find someone like HER who aren't clingy kays? because when you're sick no one will even fucking care for you. you can just fucking go die w/o no one else knowing get it? (: i admit you gave me the world but that doesn't mean you can take me for granted kays? i'm also a human being. i know you ain't. you know what are you? a freaking BIG FAT beast (: you probably should feel honoured because that's what you are? or even worst lahh. (: thanks for stabbing uh. because karma hit you already nice one lahh dey (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-6389118143485274940?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/6389118143485274940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=6389118143485274940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/6389118143485274940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/6389118143485274940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/03/hero-is.html' title='hero is..'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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-1054194686028618970.post-168688282807569324</id><published>2011-03-12T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T18:08:15.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re just disgracing yourself'/><title type='text'>can't be tamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okays world i know it's been awhile since i've come here to blog. been stuff down by loads of shit this few weeks. work, nagging, study etc etc. alot of bullshits happens in my life. damn, i'm so pissed off. firstly, my eff-ing phone died on me. secondly, everyone is pissing my life upside down. thirdly, sch is being a bitch right now. last but not least, because of SOME eff-ing BUNG, my world just fucking turned upside down. thanks uh (: fucking bung. you ruined all our life up. but not to be too sad, because you have no more best friends of your own. kudos to you. like i always said. i'll never be the bad guy. you will be the bad guy of your own that's why your girlf dump you for another GUY! listen up GUY and not bung. gosh, how useless can you be? anyway if you think i'm assuming YOU, so be it (: SMILE. and to that bitchy friend aka my cousin ( oh well she's not) her karma is coming real soon (: so let's wait with open eyes (: i'm just too happy that every shit that i get now turn over to you. (: i may be steadless but i have FRIENDS (: don't jealous. my awesome friends are much too awesome for you (: anyway enough of her. my whole post is flooding of her already. now i'm just gonna live my life better (: SMILES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-168688282807569324?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/168688282807569324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=168688282807569324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/168688282807569324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/168688282807569324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/03/cant-be-tamed.html' title='can&apos;t be tamed'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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-1054194686028618970.post-8097752505289390113</id><published>2011-02-27T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:06:32.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll fall like you wish me to'/><title type='text'>because we're bullshits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey world. yes am blogging now. damn i'm pissed off with everyone at home. firstly, i don't understand why are they doing this shit to me. secondly, why am i being pressurize? can someone tell me? i'm sick, tired and piss with everything. i feel like crying seriously. i don't like this kind of enviroment. i really hope god will turn the clock back for us. i hate the way they are controlling our life. i feel like running and never ever return anymore. i'm tired. really tired. feel like crying real badly. sighh. someone save me from this agony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-8097752505289390113?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/8097752505289390113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=8097752505289390113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/8097752505289390113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/8097752505289390113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/02/because-were-bullshits.html' title='because we&apos;re bullshits.'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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-1054194686028618970.post-8173091627150419909</id><published>2011-02-06T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:03:56.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck you all seriously'/><title type='text'>you mean shits to me(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TU5VVjZW3LI/AAAAAAAABPI/81Ln1mErmqE/s1600/tumblr_lg5xbalTlE1qf0ylbo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570483617871092914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TU5VVjZW3LI/AAAAAAAABPI/81Ln1mErmqE/s320/tumblr_lg5xbalTlE1qf0ylbo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey world(: today is the 7th day. went to pay respect to dad. dad looks happy(: anyway, as a matter of fact. THAT family came down too. yes they are dad's child. but don't force me to accept them okays? i really hate them okays. they spoilt my life totally. fuck off please. after the 100th day i don't want to see you all ANYMORE!(:&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/1054194686028618970-8173091627150419909?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/8173091627150419909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=8173091627150419909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/8173091627150419909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/8173091627150419909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-mean-shits-to-me.html' title='you mean shits to me(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TU5VVjZW3LI/AAAAAAAABPI/81Ln1mErmqE/s72-c/tumblr_lg5xbalTlE1qf0ylbo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-1046389043183895562</id><published>2011-02-03T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:48:06.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re a angel to me daddy'/><title type='text'>you're my hero daddy(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TUqGaGPLvhI/AAAAAAAABPA/5hA7XUbalAs/s1600/tumblr_lfwtsmUwTV1qamw86o1_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569411672106057234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TUqGaGPLvhI/AAAAAAAABPA/5hA7XUbalAs/s320/tumblr_lfwtsmUwTV1qamw86o1_100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey world. yes i haven't been posting for long i know. sorry about it. was busy running to and fro from the hospital. and yes, sadly, daddy left us before reunion dinner. was damn sad because couldn't say goodbye to him. but dad this post is for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy, thank you for the 18 years of love. i'm sorry that i ain't a filial daughter towards you and mum. dad, probably it's too late to even apologise because you can't hear anymore. but i'm sure you would feel how regret i am now. dad, i promise that i will look after mum and sis because i'm sure you're happy with the gods now. you won't be suffering nor living in agony anymore. you must be very happy now. no more pain, sickness and suffering. don't worry about us alrights? have a safe journey to god there. i'll change for the better. i'll be a more better person compared to last time. promise okays? i won't let ppl at home to worry for me anymore. i won't do things that i did in the past anymore. dad, i regret not being a good girl when you're alive. i'm sorry. dad, i'll change. you have my words okays? i won't anger anyone anymore. dad, be happy always. love you loads daddy. &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/1054194686028618970-1046389043183895562?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/1046389043183895562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=1046389043183895562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/1046389043183895562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/1046389043183895562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-my-hero-daddy.html' title='you&apos;re my hero daddy(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TUqGaGPLvhI/AAAAAAAABPA/5hA7XUbalAs/s72-c/tumblr_lfwtsmUwTV1qamw86o1_100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-2051791296566477108</id><published>2011-01-24T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:31:46.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re my shooting star'/><title type='text'>you're my firework(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TT1S5iDIruI/AAAAAAAABO0/7GUdIW6dvfc/s1600/tumblr_lfi4yfRMO91qbs8umo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565695862845779682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TT1S5iDIruI/AAAAAAAABO0/7GUdIW6dvfc/s320/tumblr_lfi4yfRMO91qbs8umo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hellos peeps. didn't get to log in because i'm busy with sch, work and chingay): gosh, i'm like dying already. imagine on the media preview day itself all of us have to paint our face like some freaking avatar-.- yucks seriously! gross ttm can? ): on sun went to maid cafe with vanessa and regina. it's all akibanana. kinda sad because it's my first and last visit): oh! and i even get to know a girl and guess what? i'm lucky enough because her cousin selling her dollfie! i'm getting it from her! 570$ quite a good catch:D :D his name is scott. nice name too!:D actually was eyeing on shinjiro. but sad she's ain't selling): sigh.. nvm, scott has a bad boy look it suit me way better :D he's really got the punk and bad boy look. hmm, be my boyf or kid or kid bro? hahaha! hmm, shall decide after i get him:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;otosan, onegai shikai ishte ): watashiwa honto ni aiishiteru desu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-2051791296566477108?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/2051791296566477108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=2051791296566477108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/2051791296566477108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/2051791296566477108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/youre-my-firework.html' title='you&apos;re my firework(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TT1S5iDIruI/AAAAAAAABO0/7GUdIW6dvfc/s72-c/tumblr_lfi4yfRMO91qbs8umo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-2909707250261836959</id><published>2011-01-18T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:16:18.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love doesn&apos;t make the world go round'/><title type='text'>bye tongue piercing):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TTUFK_m8-0I/AAAAAAAABOs/qCFEda27vK0/s1600/tumblr_lep3hbPtay1qakefho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563358601117760322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TTUFK_m8-0I/AAAAAAAABOs/qCFEda27vK0/s320/tumblr_lep3hbPtay1qakefho1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey world. ytd wanted to blog but yea, i'm damn tired): ytd was the first day of work. well, it wasn't that bad though(: still can cope with it. auntie and uncle are nice to me(: but time went by fast ytd(: but kinda tiring. i think i still can cope with it. ytd was browsing through the shop and was thinking about going back to punk again(: hmm, i'm in love with punk! gonna get punk for new year if it's possible! anyway decided to close my tongue piercing. i'm getting more and more short tongue): sighh, probably tongue piercing ain't the stuff for me): sighh, alrights, it's time for me to go prepare for sch already(:&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/1054194686028618970-2909707250261836959?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/2909707250261836959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=2909707250261836959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/2909707250261836959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/2909707250261836959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/bye-tongue-piercing.html' title='bye tongue piercing):'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TTUFK_m8-0I/AAAAAAAABOs/qCFEda27vK0/s72-c/tumblr_lep3hbPtay1qakefho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-4631592914369111560</id><published>2011-01-16T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:37:47.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you play the part'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like a star you play it so well'/><title type='text'>so take a bow(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TTLkpehgklI/AAAAAAAABOk/Tf0biZjey7g/s1600/tumblr_letw4jDSJn1qb8ikqo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562759890975363666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TTLkpehgklI/AAAAAAAABOk/Tf0biZjey7g/s320/tumblr_letw4jDSJn1qb8ikqo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes i know i haven't been updating for days. gomenasai mina-san ): was busy with sch plus chingay stuffs(: was damn tiring): anyway sch was alright. chingay was tiring but fun, knew alot of friends over there. haha! anyway thanks to atika(idk how to spell) for helping me pierce my tongue. woots! finally man! happy ttm!:D:D anyway back to today(: went to meet ting up for job interview after that went to novena square to see hebe. alot of ppl sia! hahahah! anyway she's pretty!:D:D headed back home after that(: anyway was damn happy becayse i got the job. it's back to japan stuffs again(: hahahahaha!&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/1054194686028618970-4631592914369111560?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/4631592914369111560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=4631592914369111560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/4631592914369111560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/4631592914369111560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-take-bow.html' title='so take a bow(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TTLkpehgklI/AAAAAAAABOk/Tf0biZjey7g/s72-c/tumblr_letw4jDSJn1qb8ikqo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-8607631577880682359</id><published>2011-01-13T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:46:50.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything i do is futile'/><title type='text'>and i know the stars are holding you tonight(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TS8BKa2dGjI/AAAAAAAABOc/VK7Kp5ne5nM/s1600/tumblr_leml9xKSHR1qea9lmo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561665343343893042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 40px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TS8BKa2dGjI/AAAAAAAABOc/VK7Kp5ne5nM/s320/tumblr_leml9xKSHR1qea9lmo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey world. yes i pon pe once again. no i swear i'll never go to pe after what she done to us last year. damn it. she's a bitch(: hahahahaha! anyway, as usual. was out to meet babe and di just now. home is just like a free loader. i swear, 1 more time i really will run away from home. i swear i'll not let anyone contact me anymore. i'm seriously tired of everything. i'm tired of everyone of you saying i never changed when i'm trying my best. i'm tired of everyone repeating my mistake when i already want to forget about it. damn. everyone just fucking get out of my life PUH-LEASE! i had fucking enough already. i want to ride, run scream with all my might. i want to be damn tired so that i won't wake up and also not knowing what the world will happen next. all i know is i just want times on my own. i want to be invisible to everyone. probably everyone will forget me i guess. damn ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1054194686028618970-8607631577880682359?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/8607631577880682359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=8607631577880682359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/8607631577880682359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/8607631577880682359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/and-i-know-stars-are-holding-you.html' title='and i know the stars are holding you tonight(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TS8BKa2dGjI/AAAAAAAABOc/VK7Kp5ne5nM/s72-c/tumblr_leml9xKSHR1qea9lmo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-3866888821196071783</id><published>2011-01-12T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:51:05.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i had enough'/><title type='text'>world, stop revolving(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TS2v-pivnFI/AAAAAAAABOU/kjS9YvdQDZY/s1600/tumblr_lepqsxlhTH1qz4d4bo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561294605710761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TS2v-pivnFI/AAAAAAAABOU/kjS9YvdQDZY/s320/tumblr_lepqsxlhTH1qz4d4bo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dear parents, stop treating me like a child will ya? i'm all grown up. i know what's right and wrong for me. i know what's best for me. yes, in your eyes i'm always a kid, i'm always naive, i'm always gullible. but in our world, we're grown ups, in the eyes of law we're legal. parents please stop treating us like prisoners. i had enough of this seriously. i don't wanna talk at home anymore if this pleases you seriously. i'm tired of all this bullshits that's revolving around me. i need time and space of my own too right? i said i'm working hard and i AM working hard. just because you guys don't see doesn't mean it does not exist okays? i'm putting real hard effort to get into poly. i ain't letting anything pulling me down anymore. yes, i'm playful. but that's because i don't wanna grow up yet. yes i'm childish, but that's because i still want your love. yes, i'm gullible, that's because i want your protection. don't you guys understand? for the past 18 years of my life. i admit when i was younger i'm being protected. what happen after that? i couldn't rmb a single thing at all. all i can rmb is canning, scolding, whacking and being chased out of the hse. that's all i can rmb. if i didn't voiced out, am i still gonna celebrate a lonely birthday year after year? because you said guys are bad. i chose to be a les. am i wrong in all the decision? probably in this post i'm contradicting myself, probably slapping my own mouth. but i really need to vent everything out. sec 3 i start cutting myself, sec4 i start smoking until now. yes, i'll change everything. but give me time, please. i don't want to be controlled in everything i do. please.):&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/1054194686028618970-3866888821196071783?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/3866888821196071783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=3866888821196071783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/3866888821196071783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/3866888821196071783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/world-stop-revolving.html' title='world, stop revolving(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TS2v-pivnFI/AAAAAAAABOU/kjS9YvdQDZY/s72-c/tumblr_lepqsxlhTH1qz4d4bo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-4580949362702544090</id><published>2011-01-11T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:20:31.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re still a bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in my eyes'/><title type='text'>hi bitch(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSxlgntqlbI/AAAAAAAABOM/Gd1TkRAxno4/s1600/Dont_Be_Fooled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560931250986456498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSxlgntqlbI/AAAAAAAABOM/Gd1TkRAxno4/s320/Dont_Be_Fooled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey world.(: okays i'm getting the hang of sch already(: but anyway here's a post for you BITCH(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't freaking judge me okays? yes i've got attitude prob but i ain't ah lian, i'm bad but not as bad as you(: think about how you always stares at us last year. it's freaking all of us off okays? damn it seriously. don't go behind my back and start saying nonsense to ppl ya? so what if the way i walk pissed you off? do you like it if i say the way you always try to get close to us pisses us off? hey look, i tried to be friends with you okays? otherwise i won't even initiate to ask you sit beside me ytd in class kays? don't think that i can't survive w/o you. even if i have to do things alone i also won't die lah dey. i'm seriously pissed off by your attitude. hate me for all you want(: that's all i can say. and i seriously ain't giving a damn to all this shits because as far as i'm concern i only wants to study to go to poly. you won't be my obstacle along the way(: even if you are i'll still get what i want(: fuck off from my life bitch(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-4580949362702544090?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/4580949362702544090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=4580949362702544090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/4580949362702544090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/4580949362702544090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-bitch.html' title='hi bitch(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSxlgntqlbI/AAAAAAAABOM/Gd1TkRAxno4/s72-c/Dont_Be_Fooled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-3576145977920651977</id><published>2011-01-10T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:58:56.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid day to start'/><title type='text'>first day of sch -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSsBU9Y4BzI/AAAAAAAABOE/rE4dNL4RX60/s1600/Their_Way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560539624506918706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSsBU9Y4BzI/AAAAAAAABOE/rE4dNL4RX60/s320/Their_Way.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okays i know i haven't been updating blog because i was busy=x alrights today is the first day of sch. it was...-.- i hate today seriously! damn. 2011, thanks for ruining my life before it even start. firstly, being in a class with bitches i don't like. secondly, with a stalker who stalk us for a year. thirdly, friends being separated from each another. damn it. what a nice way to start sch. timetable=bullshit-.- please revert back to last year. if i have to choose i rather go back to last year. i rather have all the noisy guys in my class at least i know my classmates are the most NORMAL ones. damn. comparing it to other class i rather have my class back. god, you're not kidding me right? give me this kind of class): damn it. i don't feel like going to sch tmr too ): till then(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-3576145977920651977?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/3576145977920651977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=3576145977920651977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/3576145977920651977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/3576145977920651977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-day-of-sch.html' title='first day of sch -.-'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSsBU9Y4BzI/AAAAAAAABOE/rE4dNL4RX60/s72-c/Their_Way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-929022424582954950</id><published>2011-01-08T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T12:25:22.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riding was fun'/><title type='text'>ride, riding(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSflIVKvwPI/AAAAAAAABN8/h6EieT_02KU/s1600/Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559664196296098034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSflIVKvwPI/AAAAAAAABN8/h6EieT_02KU/s320/Smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7thJan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to riding with di(: okays, we rode from bedok to changi(: it's damn fun can(: but along the way alot of obstacle uh. but yea, di was impressively a better rider than SOMEONE(: rode to OCH, met up with babe there too(: we went to take some photos and the photos of OCH too! after that cycled back to tam area. reach back bedok around 7.30+ (: heh i wanna ride again man! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will post about today things ltr on(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to that person; thanks for spamming 28 calls uh. spam call ting 15 missed calls. very fun uh? and to that jason guy. i bet you ain't anyone from audi. confirm get some orders by your master right? don't let me find out seriously.-.- fucking faggots seriously. i'm still waiting for karma to hit you down while i sit there to see you receive your punishment(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-929022424582954950?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/929022424582954950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=929022424582954950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/929022424582954950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/929022424582954950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/ride-riding.html' title='ride, riding(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSflIVKvwPI/AAAAAAAABN8/h6EieT_02KU/s72-c/Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-3214699389089824609</id><published>2011-01-06T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T21:00:02.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nth beats more than friends and family'/><title type='text'>airplane in the night skies like shooting stars(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSW6uII2hnI/AAAAAAAABN0/k9tQA0uL_Pc/s1600/Colored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559054616680105586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSW6uII2hnI/AAAAAAAABN0/k9tQA0uL_Pc/s320/Colored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey world. i know i haven't been updating this few days. hahaha! was out with di, babe and my boss. hahahahah! i shall start on the 4th(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4thjan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went out with AST! moral of the story: never go out with her. reason? because she always aeroplane ppl. she only got time for her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BABY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;nia ):&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;so mean of her): don't friend her le lah): after that went to collect my new specs at parkway. it's niceeeeee! imma nerd nao(: hahahahha! it's nice really! after that went to boss hse. we were baking. okays i ain't baking because i was busy playing audition(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5thjan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to meet babe and di. di was having lesson so me and babe decided to go parkway to shop. met with di after that. yes and boss was being so nice to meet us at eunos. kudos to her for blanja-ing cab fare :D :D went to tam because babe need to see her specs. woah ytd was raining so badly. everyone of us was DRENCHED! damn! anyway boss came to my hse to slack.(: i wanna bake again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to find babe and di again. slack around and waited for di. went down to bugis. oh yes i saw JOANNA BABE and ALICIA! omgomg! I MISS THEM SERIOUSLY! i'm gonna meet them up soon to have fun again!! :D :D went over to babe's hse there. around 6plus left for home. damn, i'm soooo tired): everyday wake up soo early. i'm gonna catch up for my sleep(: alright tmr might be going to go ride(: happy happy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-3214699389089824609?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/3214699389089824609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=3214699389089824609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/3214699389089824609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/3214699389089824609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/airplane-in-night-skies-like-shooting.html' title='airplane in the night skies like shooting stars(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSW6uII2hnI/AAAAAAAABN0/k9tQA0uL_Pc/s72-c/Colored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-960768067133430938</id><published>2011-01-04T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T01:01:37.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile so that ppl can&apos;t see your tears'/><title type='text'>just another awesome day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSH_-P4Q5rI/AAAAAAAABNs/TsXqAxJhLQk/s1600/Rainbow_Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558004860031395506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSH_-P4Q5rI/AAAAAAAABNs/TsXqAxJhLQk/s320/Rainbow_Heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; went out with my girls today. had seoul garden for lunch. okays we're like a bunch of ppl who looks like we haven't eat for days. crazy us. hahah! after that went to walk around w/s. decided to go to cine to shop awhile after that. okays we're mad. we went to rampage the poster shop and also comics connection at ps. hahah! i'll seriously miss my girls when sch reopens. damn, all of us will not be in the same class which means less time to see each other): i love you girls loads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-960768067133430938?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/960768067133430938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=960768067133430938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/960768067133430938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/960768067133430938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-another-awesome-day.html' title='just another awesome day'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TSH_-P4Q5rI/AAAAAAAABNs/TsXqAxJhLQk/s72-c/Rainbow_Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-4557580004318043338</id><published>2011-01-01T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:09:09.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TR7D-8s95RI/AAAAAAAABNk/7ni30u0QKZU/s1600/Valentine_Heards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557094476435809554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TR7D-8s95RI/AAAAAAAABNk/7ni30u0QKZU/s320/Valentine_Heards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so many ppl jio-ing me out ytd. in the end decided to meet up with 4G'09 friends instead. went to eat aston than played arcade. after that headed down to clarke quay. went to a pub name "martin entertainment". martell was nice hahahah! anyway it's the new year. yes i'm done with my rebellious years too. it's time to be more mature and stop making my parents disappointed in me. i'm proving everyone that in this new year my results gonna get better and better. the best is to go poly straight(: new year new start. i'm not gonna go back to my old ways anymore. i'm gonna think before doing anything now. though saying is always easier than doing. but i'm proving that this time it's not words with empty promises now(: i mean what i say and i'm gonna do it(: cheerio!&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/1054194686028618970-4557580004318043338?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/4557580004318043338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=4557580004318043338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/4557580004318043338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/4557580004318043338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TR7D-8s95RI/AAAAAAAABNk/7ni30u0QKZU/s72-c/Valentine_Heards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-9036841998085637622</id><published>2010-12-31T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:30:08.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god&apos;s there for me in my darkest time'/><title type='text'>god's grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TR2dwqukk6I/AAAAAAAABNc/CiUXtlx_NVg/s1600/Emo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556770974673965986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TR2dwqukk6I/AAAAAAAABNc/CiUXtlx_NVg/s320/Emo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;back to posting(: alrights went to shop for back-to-sch shoes(: on the way home was thinking of alot of things. was thinking if i went to an all girls sch i probably may be a les by the age of 15 given my rebellious attitude. i thank god for letting me go to a mix sch. think alot of stuffs as well. if i didn't go to mix sch i won't know wonderful friends. and it's also because of my attitude i lost alot of friends back then. but i thank god for pulling me through all. for being their for me through all my dark time. also to thank all my lovely friends who are there for me w/o fail. i'm really really thankful for all this. i'm thankful for god that he actually gave me awesome friends around me. and i do believe everything happens for a reason too. maybe i couldn't last long in r/s etc. but i'm always able to last long with a friend so much better than in a r/s. probably god wants me to learn how to treasure a friend before he gave me my the other half.(: 2011 is a few hrs away. now i just hope to cry the last cry for the year. start a year with a smile and forget everything that ppl inflict on me. forget the pain, forgive the unforgiven and let go those which are suppose to let go. i'm gonna turn into a better person, not gonna let my parents shed anymore tears anymore. i'm gonna be better(: i'm gonna focus on 2nd year and also on driving. i'm gonna prove to those who looked down on me. i won't let ppl make me fall anymore. because god is there for me(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TR2dwqukk6I/AAAAAAAABNc/CiUXtlx_NVg/s72-c/Emo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-5504424527995071289</id><published>2010-12-30T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T17:44:07.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;re the party peepos'/><title type='text'>the partehh animal(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TRxTc2nzqSI/AAAAAAAABNU/TM7tVMUMeXQ/s1600/Broken_Things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556407795432270114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TRxTc2nzqSI/AAAAAAAABNU/TM7tVMUMeXQ/s320/Broken_Things.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hey peeps. yes suppose to blog ytd but yea.. went clubbing with wendy and clique tgt with ah ma, ting and biao yi. haha! was damn fun uh. but ting, ah ma and biao yi went back earlier. decided to stay with wendy they all. haha! yea was having fun but don't know why suddenly mood went down. told myself not to think of that bastard already. but don't know why memories keep flashing back. i hate all this shit man. all i want to do is to have fun. tmr will be the last day of 2010. i want to fucking forget everything. i'm gonna start anew(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1054194686028618970-5504424527995071289?l=the-brokenj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/feeds/5504424527995071289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1054194686028618970&amp;postID=5504424527995071289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/5504424527995071289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1054194686028618970/posts/default/5504424527995071289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-brokenj.blogspot.com/2010/12/partehh-animal.html' title='the partehh animal(:'/><author><name>Iloveyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06627819105658521020</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/_nX3trHtzDn0/TRxTc2nzqSI/AAAAAAAABNU/TM7tVMUMeXQ/s72-c/Broken_Things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1054194686028618970.post-7884744964210321311</id><published>2010-12-28T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:10:23.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='because they regard me as friends'/><title type='text'>as days goes by(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TRnb-3LRfAI/AAAAAAAABNE/xEMfnYYGctc/s1600/Why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555713488347823106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TRnb-3LRfAI/AAAAAAAABNE/xEMfnYYGctc/s320/Why.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was out with di at parkway. he went to eat and i was like stoning there texting with cheryl. alright we're damn bastard =x hahaha! after that went to mdis i think? went to acc di to pay for his private "O"s fee. since di need to go early we went seperate ways. after that went to meet up with dearie. suppose to pierce my tongue today but her friend couldn't make it so was being postpone till next time. sighh. ): so decided to walk around tam area.(: anyway i wanna make sweet dedications. suppose to do it at the end of the year but well.. i guess i'll do it now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MAIRA(BABE)&lt;br /&gt;though we just know each other this year only. but you're seriously the best person i can turn to in sch. always ready to catch me whenever i'm gonna fall. the year is gonna end and i promise that i'll throw away all the memories that bastard gave me and start anew(: you always make me teared by those words you said. those are seriously tears of happiness. i'm really glad that god gave me you as a friend. friends going a year and counting on!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SHI TING(AUNTY CUM AH MA)&lt;br /&gt;though this few years we have conflict because of that "AH MA" but in the end we're still friends. definately our friendship will not go down the drain(: in times of trouble you're always readily able to come down to my area. always there to witness my happiness and my saddness. always able to witness everything i've gone through. although sometime we're being silly but we always have fun. seriously a good friend to have although you're very XIA LAN. hahahahah! anyway friends for 5 years and counting on!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WENYI(PRECIOUS ONE)&lt;br /&gt;sister-in-christ, best friend and sister in SC6! although a little setback make us nearly lose our friendship but because by god grace we became best of the best friends again. i'm glad to know you and come into the happy family of COJ. thank you for letting me in knowing god and His awesome doing. i'll never forget how i get to know you too! 2 years of friendship and counting on!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-QIUMIN(HAPPY)&lt;br /&gt;i know you through fahrenheit. definately my happy pill. your phone is always with you and it seems like we have telepathy because you're always readily there to answer my phone calls whenever i need someone badly. and i'm also glad you came to me too when you need someone there for you. love you loads my lovable happy. friends for 1 year and counting on!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JOANNA(BABE)&lt;br /&gt;babe! i believe in everything happens for a reason. you're the reason that happen after i broke up with "you-know-who". thank you for being there for me whenever i need someone. thanks for being my friend and readily there to listen to my sorrows and also glad that you came to me when you need someone there. you make me felt special! i love you babe!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ALICIA(FRIEND)&lt;br /&gt;heyo! you, me and joanna secret. shhh don't say okays? i shy shy lah! anyway thanks for standing up for me when i broke up with her. you're the most funny friend i've ever met. always so cheerful and nice to be around with! last long with joanna okays?♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RACHEL(BABE)&lt;br /&gt;funny babe! next time go slack again okays? although because of "AH MA" thing we got into deep shit but yes we made it. and seriously a big THANK YOU to you! thanks for being there for me during my dark period. we shall go crazy over kpop stuff again alrights? many loves!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XIAOYING(BABE)&lt;br /&gt;wonderful babe and a sister in SC6! we had fun on outings. let's plan more okays? and and thanks for letting me stay over at your hse! i miss your bed ): hahahahah! let's meet up more okays? i love you babe!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-XUEE(MEI)&lt;br /&gt;mei and a sister in SC6! thanks for listening to my sorrows and thanks for telling me your secrets too! i never regret knowing you. next time let's go out sing k. we shall sing all fahrenheit's songs okays? many loves!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CRYSTAL(MINHWANNIE)&lt;br /&gt;sister in SC6! minhwan thanks for all the hugs you gave me. i love to hug with you! :D always ready to be there for me(: don't bother about ppl who don't care about you. rmb SC6 will always be there for you. smile alrights? minhwan is looking at you oh! saranghae!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CATHERINE(BABE)&lt;br /&gt;babe thanks for being there for me. though at first you might have quite an impression of me. but i bet now we're good friends right? heh! enjoyed going out with you and di! next time don't quarrel so much okays? thanks for being there for me!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CHEALEN(DI)&lt;br /&gt;di ah! thanks for standing up for me the other time. i bet i would have fall on to my knees. w/o the help from you i might still be accuse of things which is not my fault at all. thanks for being there for me(: i never regret being you jie too!♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nX3trHtzDn0/TRigomuf1WI/AAAAAAAABM4/LgspCpPigd0/s320/Your_Options.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;hey ppl(: notice my blog starts for zero again isn't it? decided to throw all the memories away. be it good or bad. i'm gonna start a new(: enough of being a child already(: after this year i'm gonna grow up and start a fresh. i know i've been saying this for quite sometime. this time i meant it. no more finding trouble anymore. i'm gonna let nature take it's course. i'll be stronger, i'll no longer cry. i'll no longer be the joreen everyone knows. i'm gonna turn for the better. i've grown all up. it's time to be independant too. i'm no longer the little girl who runs to daddy just because of small setback. i'll change all this. i'm gonna throw away everything and turn to god. i'm willing to forgive everything ppl throw at me. i'm gonna learn to accept failure and no more giving up halfway (: i'm JOREEN, the never say die JOREEN! 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