<?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-27560943</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:21:14.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not so bad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27560943.post-116459914704279198</id><published>2006-11-27T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:45:47.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodness gracious, a fanclub? Haha. :S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon gets back tomorrow! But  Theo is flying off tomorrow(with Ian T_T). Sigh. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's bday was the day before yesterday. I do like tiramisu cake. Haha. Matts bday is today! Have to get him something before school reopens. And have to remember to do that. I feel so lethargic thanks to the holidays. I've been sleeping in everyday. Lol. Right gonna go have lunch. Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BELATED BDAY MOM!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY MATT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116459914704279198?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116459914704279198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116459914704279198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116459914704279198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116459914704279198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/goodness-gracious-fanclub-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116409275976546049</id><published>2006-11-21T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T15:05:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from drama camp! Lol. Gay camp. All the "teambuilding games" were a little more than teambuilding. Lol. (they were organised by a certain gay sec 4). PT was retarded but kind of fun. Haha. Cao led it so...  Haha. But the improv games were very fun. And rotational training was messed up like the schedule which we didn't follow at all. Lol. The movie was austin powers. And on the last day the groups had to put up a skit. Sorry for the lousy descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;After the camp I went to Gideon's party even though I was uber tired. See Gideon I'm so nice to you. Haha. This was a retarded post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116409275976546049?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116409275976546049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116409275976546049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116409275976546049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116409275976546049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-drama-camp-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116368812023293035</id><published>2006-11-16T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:42:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drama camp tomorrow! Sing is evil and going to eat me! Haha. Tomorrow until sunday. And sunday is Gid's birthday party. So on sunday camp finishes at 2 and Gid's party is at 5. Haha. I'll be suffering from lack of sleep probably. Sing refuses to tell me the camp schedule. He refuses to tell anyone even the president. Because he is evil. He says he just doesn't want to. Rawr says Sing. My sis is at some leadership training camp and my parents are out so I'm home alone. Haha. And I haven't packed yet. Due to the efficiency of ACDC (or a certain someone(s) in ACDC), I only got the camp form yesterday. And there isn't a packing list or any sort of information regarding the camp. All I've managed to get out of Sing is that we'll sleep at 12 everyday and there'll be some movie.(Possibly brokeback mountain, with the ACDC being the ACDC). Haha. So I'd better go get packed and sleep cos I'm leaving with dad at 7 tomorrow. Which means I have to get up at 6.30. :S Alright nights people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="posts.g?blogID=27560943"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116368812023293035?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116368812023293035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116368812023293035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116368812023293035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116368812023293035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/drama-camp-tomorrow-sing-is-evil-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116356223323737708</id><published>2006-11-15T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:43:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello. Tania says update so I update. Haha. Dunno what to talk about... Brandon's flying off later to England and Scotland. I envy him. England is probably my favourite country. Never been to Scotland though. I hear it's cold. And rainy. AndScotstalkfunny. Have a safe flight Bdon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I convinced my dad to subscribe to BBC entertainment. Haha. British comedy is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to install bluetooth on my com but the bloody device isn't working. Stupid device. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go eat breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116356223323737708?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116356223323737708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116356223323737708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116356223323737708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116356223323737708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116326436215484905</id><published>2006-11-12T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T00:59:22.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy changed my skin! Hahaha. It took like the whole day cos in the morning when I was trying to do it the blogskins server was like really busy and nothing could load. So I found a skin but couldn't download it. Then  I had to go to school for drama and then went to lan with my fellow screwed up drama people and got home and the server was ok and I changed my skin! Yay. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Theo's exhibition! His super big super pro painting is there and he is a super pro artist. Yup. 24th-29th Nov at Artrium Mica. Go see his painting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116326436215484905?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116326436215484905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116326436215484905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116326436215484905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116326436215484905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/heyy-changed-my-skin-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116322001795615998</id><published>2006-11-11T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:40:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. My brain isn't functioning becuase I woke up uber late today. Yup. I'm in a daze and I'm not sure what's going on. Errr more than usual I mean. Lol. I met new people at Theo's party! His cousins-Trina and Tania. Hyper twin people. Hyper as in high. Hmm my description of them quite lame. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon made a blog!(see my links) Cool right. It's xanga and it's new so he's using a default disgusting skin. Must help him get a new one. I'm trying to change my skin now but the stupid blogskin server is like too full and I can't download the idiotic  thing. Oh and since I'm changing my skin, it's probably one of the few times I'll update my links so like please remind me to change/add your link within 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and if you're reading this, don't leave without tagging me! Learn from Tania and Trina and Brandon. Talking about dunno what in my tagboard but they're still tags. Lmao. SO TAG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116322001795615998?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116322001795615998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116322001795615998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116322001795615998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116322001795615998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116283026549888907</id><published>2006-11-07T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:24:25.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY THEO!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116283026549888907?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116283026549888907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116283026549888907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116283026549888907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116283026549888907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-theo.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116222565788163642</id><published>2006-10-31T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:27:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyo! Haven't posted for an uber long time. The last time was before results and now it's...hols. Haha. About my results, I got 62% average. And I got better than expected for all my subjects except english and art. Even my maths failure wasn't as bad as I expected. Yes, I expected failure. I always fail maths. :S . I pulled my back muscles so I can't run or anything like that. It kind of sucks. Actually it really sucks. Yes. Anyway, both my coms have been reformatted, both due to corruption. My tablet was reformatted by Humphrey, much to his delight and my PC was reformatted by me. So I have lost all my games, music, photos and the other rubbish. Darn. I'm in the long, painful process of reinstalling and downloading everything now. (I had no com for about a week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's late now and I'd best be sleeping.  Not that I have to wake up early tomorrow morning. I can sleep in actually. Haha. I love sleeping. Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Happy belated birthday, KW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116222565788163642?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116222565788163642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116222565788163642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116222565788163642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116222565788163642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/10/heyo-havent-posted-for-uber-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116065253499398912</id><published>2006-10-12T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T19:28:55.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo exams over! 5 days of freedom until results come out. Then.. my fate will be decided. -_- laame. Lol. In other news, my tablet pc's os screwed up. Fujitsu are a bunch of windows making noobs. I lost count of how many sec one's it happened to. Or maybe, the school....I shan't "defame" my school. Anyway, Now I have to get it reformatted. Humpforfree will be pleased. Dammit. (I officially have no comp, I'm using my sister's comp)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116065253499398912?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116065253499398912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116065253499398912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116065253499398912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116065253499398912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/10/whoo-exams-over-5-days-of-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-116037967695928304</id><published>2006-10-09T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:41:16.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 papers down, 5 to go!  Finals are more than half done! EL 1 was pretty easy, History was pretty ok, EL2 was suspiciously easy and Lit was pretty hard. Those were last week's papers. Today we had CL1 which I easier than expected. But geog... screw you geog. Rawr. Too hard. I was still writing when the the teacher said pens down. And I rushed through the last question. Bleaah. The rest of the paper was also quite hard. Everyone I asked said the same thing: fail. Except for Brandon. Lol brandon so smart. Geh. Btw for History I only started studying in the morning of the day before and for geog I started studying at 8pm last night. Go me. Ultramug! And now I have to mug for psci tomorrow, which like everything else, I have not even started on. Also, maths. And tomorrow I have to mug for Lifescience and chinese. Bleah. Hello, sleepless nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-116037967695928304?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/116037967695928304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=116037967695928304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116037967695928304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/116037967695928304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/10/6-papers-down-5-to-go-finals-are-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115979735647194320</id><published>2006-10-02T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:55:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! I don't think anyone's reading this, but if you are, thanks for reading. Haha. Lots of things have happened with my life during the time period in which I haven't posted. For one, my pc got a virus or crashed or whatever and i can't fix it till after exams. T_T Also, i started exam revision the last weekend! Whee. Not that hardcore la. I'm too slack. And finals start on thursday! *panics*&lt;br /&gt;Today my hair got cut by the hair guy. Can't call him a barber cos that would be insulting barbers. There wasn't actually anything wrong with my hair except the back wasn't sloped. So, WC says I have to get a haircut even though I already cut it. The incident went as follows: Me: Uncle, can just slope the back and leave the rest? Hair guy: Of course can. Ok. I just slope the back. Me: *Sighs in relief* Hair guy: *turns on shaver and proceeds to do a very bad job of sloping the back of my hair* Me: wth.... Hair guy: *starts SHAVING the rest of my hair* Me: ZOMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Hair guy: *DAOS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T after school i went to get my hair salvaged so its not THAT bad now. Oh yes. And SOMEBODY, dunno who.... *cough* jo *cough *seph* didn't have to get his hair shaved even though it was long. -___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I look like RAIN! the Korean actor. Hehe. Go me. (according to certain drama seniors)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115979735647194320?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115979735647194320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115979735647194320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115979735647194320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115979735647194320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-i-dont-think-anyones-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115761974172373336</id><published>2006-09-07T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:02:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Yes, I haven't posted for some time. Anyway, my birthday passed a few days ago, so now im 13! yeah! Haha. Thanks for all the presents and cards and tags and stuff. You guys pwn! ^^ I went out with wesley and emil and cao on monday. We ate and cafe cartel then played lan. I was owning them. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went out with brandon and westcott and theodore and ryan. We went to play lan(yes, again). Westcott was pwning us. To be expected though. Then we went to my house for bbq. My sis had a class party there at the same time and some of her classmates gave me presents. Thanks! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K that's all... Holidays are almost over! Carpe Diem! Everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115761974172373336?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115761974172373336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115761974172373336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115761974172373336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115761974172373336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115591141790003882</id><published>2006-08-18T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:30:17.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing happened today, just forgot to say get well soon Brandon!(he sprained his ankle really really badly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115591141790003882?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115591141790003882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115591141790003882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115591141790003882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115591141790003882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothing-happened-today-just-forgot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115582100055869493</id><published>2006-08-17T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:23:20.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class tests are almost over. Just lifescience left, and so far I haven't failed anything except for maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday were the C div Rugby finals, and we were against RI. Of course we won. DUH. 15-10. It was on the radio/news this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has been happening since Haven apart from class tests and charity cafe today. My class made $364 bucks selling chicken nuggets, springrolls, bee hoon, horfun and some drink I didn't identify. The sellers, me included, missed the whole day's lesson except for PC and english and of course the geog test. Btw, thanks to everyone who bought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during history, it got very interesting. Our teacher, who shall not be named, confiscated 4 tablets, 2 of which were already off, and the other 2 were shutting down. Mine wasn't confiscated though. But I still got pissed cos he had no frigging right to confiscate tablets that weren't even on. So me, along with a few other protestors, started shouting and arguing with him. I was the loudest. Go me. We argued and in no time the whole class was being chaotic and also arguing and shouting at him. After a few minutes of pandemonium, he stopped defending himself and the class fell quiet, staring at him expectantly. At least I was. There was an awkward silence for a number of minutes, then he spoke again. With the same lame excuse. After that the class was pretty much calmed down except for a few people who still were pissed at him, me one of them. When he sent Russell out and told me to, " SHUT UP BOY" I got more pissed and decided that I had enough of his shit and started trying to get sent out of class. I talked and stuff but that didn't work, so I tried what Russ was doing. Tapping his fingers on his desk. His is a habit but I did it intentionally. Yes and he started glaring at me and I looked at him and smiled and the told me to get out. Success! I stood outside until the end of his period, watching him scold the class. I went off after that cos his was the last period. But I was told that someone sitting next to me who shall not me named started trying to get sent out too and threw stuff around, kicked the floor, and hit his desk, and oh shot a rubber band at our teacher. Teacher just glared at him and he glared back and teacher looked away. WTF??? Well to be expected from him. I guess he only scolds for innocent habits, not obviously intentional stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I am not intending to badmouth the school. And everything here is 100% real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115582100055869493?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115582100055869493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115582100055869493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115582100055869493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115582100055869493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/08/class-tests-are-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115487999181247641</id><published>2006-08-06T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:06:24.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haven's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we're suffering from phd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post-Haven Depression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a long journey for all of us. Cast, crew, orchestra, choir, teachers, and last but not least, our beloved director, Ferd. I've formed bonds and friendships throughout my haven journey. There were good experiences and bad ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the june holidays, when we started making the sets and props, to a few hours ago, when the curtain closed for the last time. The 3 shows were all fantastic. Though I must say, they got better each time. For the first one, not many people were moved that much. For the second one, quite a bit were. For the last one, well, lots of people I know cried during the death scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haven had many professionals. Our stage manager, Joy, she was professional and sharp and had a good sense of humour. She flew back to Japan this morning. The choreographer, Erich, was also external. Selena Tan, our external director, was, obviously, external. The rest of the bosses were teachers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The memories I made during Haven are set in stone, as they are for each and every member of the company. For the set crew, coming early every morning during the june holidays to paint the backdrop, the construct the sets and props. Later, for the backstage crew, coming earlier than the rest during rehearsals to sweep the stage so that the barefooted cast wouldn't cut their feet or anything like that, then making repairs on the various damaged props, then drying the vegetables for the coffee shop scene. Making the chinese new year decorations for the show, then stringing them together and putting them up, scrubbing the stage of paint. Waiting in between scene changes, getting cut by splinters before getting our gloves. It seems like just a few minutes ago that I held the door open and wished every cast member all the best before every show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, the vegetables were real. During the preview show on thursday, we got our first batch and we dried them. The next day, the remainder were rotted and were stinko and slimy. We had to dry them anyway. Thankfully, for saturday, we got fresh vegies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the curtains closed on saturday night, we were all high. Super high. Super happy. But still, really sad. It was bittersweet. We were all hugging each other and Ryan was crying when I hugged him, and I remember telling him not to cry, cos I felt like crying too. Johannes started crying too. Many of us started crying. It was the wierdest feeling ever. There was this aching in your heart but you were still exuberant. After taking photos then bumping out, we went to swensens in holland v. Then I went home and cried myself to sleep. I dreamt of haven that night. Those songs, those lines, those people, they're imprinted in my memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/27560943-115487999181247641?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115487999181247641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115487999181247641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115487999181247641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115487999181247641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115426599589776726</id><published>2006-07-30T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:26:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The hike ended yesterday, at 4.30 pm. It was wet, muddy, rainy, sweaty, bloody, buggy, hot, sticky and thirsty. But it was fantastic. We bonded as a group alot. We worked together, sweated and bled together, and died together. We assembled at ACSI, then got transported to Mount Faber. We climbed it then came down. At the begining, Ryan looked so tired. So I had to help him. haha. Then later on I think he got used to it and was ok. But I fell. I was leaning on Sgt Cao, and he jerked and i fell. On a gravel road. Not a car road but that kind of road. So now my right knee is all cut and shredded. But it was ok. I FORGIVE YOU CAO! Btw, i was the medic.Haha. Then later on we went to the most haunted place in singapore. (so mr charles ng said) He said it used to be a governer's house then the Japanese took over and made it into a torture place. And the most haunted place was the top floor. It was a big mansion. (we were trespassing) After that we went all around. We had a SIT(situational) test on the way down. We failed it. It was hornet drill. David "died" so we had to do first aid and carry him down a long flight of steps. :S. We used two basha poles and a ground sheet as a makeshift stretcher. So 5 of us were carrying him down, leg first. I was so scared that we would drop him and he would fall all the way down and really die. Btw, we passed that part with flying colours. Yes, he didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next SIT test was later on, somewhere else in Singapore. It was pitching a tent in 5 minutes. We also failed that. We did it in 20 minutes. Hehe. We were really disorganised. We were running all around with ground sheets and rafia and the poles and stuff, being really disorganised and frantic and stuff. We passed the second part though, which was stripping our tent in 45 seconds. We did bashing after that, which is using our basha poles to hit tall grass and bushes and stuff to scare off snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a SIT test soon after that. It was, guess what, pitching. T_T We failed again. It was doing two tents in 10 minutes. We were sort of halfway through in 10 minutes. Ok, sue me, we were trying to drive the pegs into the ground then. STUPID GROUND. It was really, really hard. Yep. In the middle of that, they gave us another SIT test. Cao "fell". Or rather, was pushed by Wesley after calling him an idiot. Wesley then made it into a SIT test. Btw, Cao, your acting sucked. I didn't really care and continued with the tents. We of course, failed that one too. One, because some of us were still doing the tent and two, because the people doing first aid were doing it wrong. His arm would have spoiled. I got really frustrated with the ground and stuff and the darn SIT test and got really exasperated cos i was hungry and thirsty and hot (I mean like temperature, not my usual hotnesssssss) Then, guess what. ASHER "FELL" ON HIS HEAD. WALAU. We failed that too. His head also would have spoiled. Thankfully, seeing our tiredness, the admin let us have lunch. It was heaven. Actually, it was canned food and oreos and LEXUS biscuits and ribena. And longans and soft drinks for dessert. Still, it was heaven. Oh yeah. When we were doing Asher's test, this old guy on a motorcycle came by and saw him and we told him he was injured. Haha. Then during lunch, he came by again and was amazed at his miraculous recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we all got stitches. HAHA. And I got a splitting headache. But I bore with it. Sometime later, it started raining. When it got too heavy, we put on our ponchos. Abit later, it gor really really heavy and we took refuge in a bus stop for half an hour. We told really lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did more bashing after that. Actually, we were in this swampy field and up to our knees in water. Muddy, disgusting water. It was swampy. After about 15 minutes of that, we reached the end. I don't really remember much after that part. Later on, we got to a longkang. We didnt cross it. It was flooded. Anyway, there was a forest/jungle next it. The kind you see at the roadside that no one goes into. We went in. Us and another hike group, but i think the turned back. We didnt. We went right through for I think an hour. There were huge red ants, thick foilage, lots of water and muddy, steep slopes. We survived. After that the hike was pretty much over. We walked to another bus stop to meet with the other hike groups, then marched back to school, singing and cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hike Group 1, Apple Pi, my hike group, was undoubtedly the best. The Sec 1s: Me, Timothy Soon, Ryan Goh, David Ong, Ho Shen Yung, Asher Lim. The Sec 4s: Joshua Cao, Wesley Chan, Timothy Lim, Asher Tan. Our officer: Mr Charles Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hike Group 1, I salute you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115426599589776726?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115426599589776726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115426599589776726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115426599589776726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115426599589776726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/hike-ended-yesterday-at-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115408717174996576</id><published>2006-07-28T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:46:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 week to Haven! 1 more week of rehearsals. And, I'm missing class tests next week. Which means, I have to do them next next week. More time to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hike 1 is tomorrow. Ryan can't go cos he's an actor. Poor Ryan. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for tuition. Stupid tuition. I wanna sleep. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition teacher's here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115408717174996576?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115408717174996576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115408717174996576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115408717174996576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115408717174996576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/1-week-to-haven-1-more-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115348871820781381</id><published>2006-07-21T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T21:31:58.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been hectic. And I mean hectic. Haven rehearsals everyday after school until like 7.30, and then I get home at like 8. Then it's dinner if I didn't have dinner there and then homework. I'm starting to keep a shitlist of all the shit I have to do. Bleeaaaaghh. And it's gonna get worse. The bright side is, I'm gonna miss lots of classes! And Banu's remedial, and tuition and whatever else. Whee. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had time to post for the past week for the above mentioned reasons, and the only reason why I'm doing so now is because its a friday night. Not that I don't have to get up early tomorrow morning for parade. Then tuition. I hate tuition. I hate chinese tuition specifically. But I feel kind of bad for the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Haven, if you Haven't got your tickets, get them now! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was racial harmony day. We had a concert and skipped EP. I wish we skipped music and Banu's class instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had detention today, courtesy of Grace Limster. It was so retarded. We were just telling lame jokes the whole time. And I mean really, really, really lame jokes. e.g. What do you call Bob the Builder after he retires? Just Bob. He's not a builder anymore. In the end, I managed to talk her into letting us leave early. ^^ But it was still really spastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115348871820781381?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115348871820781381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115348871820781381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115348871820781381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115348871820781381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-been-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115278726403657428</id><published>2006-07-13T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:41:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went doctor today to check my knee. He said its like Michael Owen's, but not as severe. Lol. Hard to walk.  And I can't play soccer or anything for 2 weeks! 2 weeks. T_T No running or anything. Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like the shortest post ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115278726403657428?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115278726403657428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115278726403657428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115278726403657428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115278726403657428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-doctor-today-to-check-my-knee.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115270989166450708</id><published>2006-07-12T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:11:31.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the interhouse soccer tournament. We sucked. Lol. But then the ref sucked even more. We drew the first match and lost the next two. Lol. And I got injured quite badly in the first one. Someone, think it was jun kai, kicked my knee and it still hurts. Not as bad as just now but still. And someone else stepped on my ankle. Hahaha. Ow. Jarvis got sent off in the second match for tapping the ref. -_-' Then Robin went home and we were short of two players. But in the last match, Aaron Ong  turned up and we still lost. Lmao. In short, we got owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I haven't changed my skin. I think I'll keep the present one for a while more, unless i see something really nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115270989166450708?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115270989166450708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115270989166450708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115270989166450708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115270989166450708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-interhouse-soccer-tournament.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115262955894736729</id><published>2006-07-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:52:38.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. World Cup's over and Italy won. And one of the greatest players ever ended his career in a fit of violence. And I found out why. Marco said his sister was a prostitute twice. Cos Zidane was grew in the ghetto. For those of you who don't know what that is, its like where all the poor people live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't changed my blogskin as you can see, and I'm gonna do it now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is so boring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115262955894736729?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115262955894736729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115262955894736729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115262955894736729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115262955894736729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115234110226792947</id><published>2006-07-08T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T14:45:02.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from today's parade. We were preparing for the hike at the end of the month and we had our FA practical exam. I passed! Haha. Next week is the Adventure 1 exam. One after the other. And also have to get ready for BQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on Monday is from 1-6, cos Drong wants to watch the world cup. Lol. I disagree with having school in the afternoon. It'll waste my day. I'll wake up very late and then have to get ready for school. Sigh. Then get home tired for dinner and slack. Then go to sleep and wake up early the next morning for school. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it'll be time to change my blogskin. To something non soccer related. Still trying to decide what. Haha. Open to suggestions. TAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Superman returns on the day it came out. It's pretty good. And now my family's going through a Superman faze. They bought the original movies and now when I'm doing homework or something I can hear the Superman music playing in the background. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap I have tuition later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115234110226792947?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115234110226792947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115234110226792947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115234110226792947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115234110226792947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-got-back-from-todays-parade.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115193124553275335</id><published>2006-07-03T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:54:05.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to my loyal readers! Just got back from beach road with my hike group to buy stuff for the BB hike. 45 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched HSM after hearing that its really big in the US. And that its soundtrack sold over 20 million copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so depressed cos Brazi lost. I was staring at the tv in disbelief for 10 minutes then I was screaming "NOOOOOO". Yeah. Depressed. Sigh. T_T. On the other hand, I'm really happy that England is out. HAHA SUCK IT ENGLAND! I think now either Germany or France will win. I think France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna change this skin after the world cup ends. What theme should it be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel well. Gonna sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115193124553275335?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115193124553275335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115193124553275335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115193124553275335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115193124553275335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-to-my-loyal-readers-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115149985987372001</id><published>2006-06-28T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:04:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to queensway today and bought a Brasil jersey. Go Brasil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So surprised that Spain lost to France. I expected it to be the other way round. And of course Brasil thrashed Ghana 3 nil. This friday our school is having a soccer match. Students vs teachers. Two people from each class are playing for the students. Dunno whether its just sec 1 or the whole school. Taskin and Vidya are playing for our class. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my holiday homework! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115149985987372001?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115149985987372001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115149985987372001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115149985987372001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115149985987372001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-went-to-queensway-today-and-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115129968030577697</id><published>2006-06-26T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:28:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm blogging in school. Whee. Lol. I'm using zikens comp. And a retarded nerd named russell ng is reading this. We have an hour free cos Mrs. YLB(maths teacher) didnt come today. Earlier we had Comp Studies, conducted by Mr GLogan. lol. We wasted 40 mins of my life, learning crap which i learnt in pri 1. Whee. -_-' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sian. I've been sleeping at 2+ every night for the past 2 weeks. My body clock is screwed up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was the first student council installation. The Principal's message was very long and incredibly interesting. AHEM AHEM. As usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday is youth day!!!! HAHAAHHAHA. We can dress casual. And monday's a holiday. x) &lt;br /&gt;Gtg now cos maths is gonna end soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115129968030577697?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115129968030577697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115129968030577697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115129968030577697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115129968030577697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-blogging-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115121749449627694</id><published>2006-06-25T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T14:38:14.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a few hours left. Pure gold. I was drawing. I spent half an hour drawing. I did something constructive! I guess.  Gensomaiden! Lol. And I still haven't finished my homework. Neither have you, right? ahaha. I bet half my class is gonna be falling asleep tomorrow. I know I will. World Cup! Whee. I hate pw.                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/1600/genso.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" height="253" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/320/genso.1.jpg" width="155" 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/27560943-115121749449627694?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115121749449627694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115121749449627694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115121749449627694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115121749449627694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-few-hours-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115108185258905642</id><published>2006-06-24T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:57:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Nic Chan's BBQ. I was the earliest there. Earlier than the host(who was playing lan with John and two other ppl.) I had to wait for like half an hour. John and the two other guys went home the earliest. They ate abit and left. Dun care them la. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was much food. There was pork and chicken wings and chicken wings and beef and crab and corn and more chicken wings. Alot of food. I'm full. oog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But the best part of it was that I met up with old classmates. Lester and Christian and Nic Chan. Good friends from last year. Still good friends. I miss 6A. Good times... We talked alot of rubbish. And Mr Lim and his son dropped by. (Our english and science teacher from last year) We talked for hours. And ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim left after an hour or so. Probably got tired of hearing all our bullshit and stuff. Or maybe his son got bored. Dunno. He missed the crab though. Which we undercooked. And when we were cracking the shells, I whacked mine to mush. Hehe. It was undercooked anyway. But the two Nicholas ate anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up to Chan's place to play BF2. It was super funny lor. We kept dying. We died over and over again for around 2 hours then I had to go. I left the earliest. At 11. The rest left an hour later at 12am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back just in time to watch some of the second half of Spain vs Saudi Arabia. 1-nil. Spain won of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 12.50 and i have tuition tomorrow. Tuiton. On the second last day of the holidays. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115108185258905642?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115108185258905642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115108185258905642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115108185258905642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115108185258905642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-got-back-from-nic-chans-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115089890588694746</id><published>2006-06-21T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:08:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a few more precious days. And I haven't finished my homework. But none of you have, have you? Knowing me, I'm gonna leave it to the last minute. Or a few minutes past the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom keeps this book where she writes the cute stuff me and my sis did when we were small. I found out what my first sentence was. "What's this?" Wheehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's getting back tomorrow night. And we're gonna watch superman. As in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sian. I'm even more sian than sian. I'm so sian, I'm damn sian. T_T This holiday has probably been one of my most uneventful holidays. I did'nt go anywere except for church camp, and I hardly went out. K must go out everyday until the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115089890588694746?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115089890588694746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115089890588694746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115089890588694746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115089890588694746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-few-more-precious-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115069328817906225</id><published>2006-06-19T12:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:01:28.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyys. It's the last week of the june holidays. We have only precious hours before school starts again. Dayumm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a haircut today. Whee. I can't think of anything else to write about. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go play oblivion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115069328817906225?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115069328817906225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115069328817906225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115069328817906225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115069328817906225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/heyys.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115069328753076016</id><published>2006-06-19T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:01:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyys. It's the last week of the june holidays. We have only precious hours before school starts again. Dayumm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a haircut today. Whee. I can't think of anything else to write about. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go play oblivion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115069328753076016?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115069328753076016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115069328753076016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115069328753076016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115069328753076016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/heyys_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115062797766574650</id><published>2006-06-18T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:57:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just want to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FATHER'S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DAD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115062797766574650?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115062797766574650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115062797766574650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115062797766574650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115062797766574650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115039444754270456</id><published>2006-06-16T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:00:47.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ENGLAND :2 - T&amp;T:0!!! ENGLAND PLAYED PHENOMENALY!! But so did T&amp;amp;T. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been posting. Been busy watching the world cup at night and sleeping in the day. Lol. I'll resume as normal after the world cup ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115039444754270456?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115039444754270456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115039444754270456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115039444754270456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115039444754270456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/england-2-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115013223985810292</id><published>2006-06-13T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:10:39.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm writing this during the halftime of US vs Czech Republic. It's 0-2. US is being a disappointment. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got me another ball! A world cup ball. Not the teamgeist one. It's more of a commemorative ball. So now I have not 2, but 3 balls. Uh..that came out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/1600/IMGA1129.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/320/IMGA1129.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halftime's over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115013223985810292?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115013223985810292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115013223985810292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115013223985810292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115013223985810292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-writing-this-during-halftime-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-115010866652005606</id><published>2006-06-12T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:44:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/1600/IMGA1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back!! Church camp was fun! Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;This year's number of youth was great especially compared to last year's. From 15 to 50+. And the games were fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went early to see my granduncle and grand auntie. They took us for dinner at the twin towers. KLCC. I bought a pair of converse sneakers and 5 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp only started on the evening of the first day cos people were still arriving. Before that my family went shopping though and I bought comp games. Oblivion and Sims 2(for my sis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of camp went shopping at the megamall and bought stuff. Like socks. I bought a Newcastle jersey! haha. At night we had movie night. That was really boring. Most of the people left. Except for Danni and company and some others. They were playing fighting tempations.&lt;br /&gt;                                                               &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/1600/IMGA1128.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6289/2114/200/IMGA1128.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after that we were supposed to have a pool party which we didnt have cos most of us didnt want to swim. A few of us swam anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel service was kind of bad. Not that bad, but kind of bad. Like during meals we'd ask for salt and pepper and the staff would be like "Salt and paper? You want salt and paper?" So we'd be making shaking motions and saying "Not paper... pepper. PEP-PER. *shaking motion* PEP-PER! Not paper!" Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel doors all creak. Ghost movie kind of creak. So walking alone through the corridors was scary. I'm not gonna elaborate because my antics were kind of embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last night, we were playing games in Chern's room. We played pictionary and of course my team won. Haha. Me and Cherns and Ivfen and Amelia. I had to leave after that cos Ivfen was scared because it was really dark outside and she wanted me to walk her to her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family got back to singapore at 1 am. We were so late cos we had dinner in Malacca. Anyway, when we were walking to the restaurant from the car,  we passed this cafe/bar/shop thing. I dunno what it was. But the windows were tinted really really dark. You couldnt see anything inside. And i tried to see what was inside. All i could see where these  2 little lights. I tried to look closer. And suddenly the door opened. I got scared and ran away. Yeah. It was scary okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-115010866652005606?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/115010866652005606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=115010866652005606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115010866652005606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/115010866652005606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-church-camp-was-fun-wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114960536542067823</id><published>2006-06-06T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:49:25.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like the new skin? I do. It was the skin of the day. Whee. We're leaving tomorrow for church camp. I'll be back on monday so this is the last post till then. Byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114960536542067823?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114960536542067823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114960536542067823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114960536542067823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114960536542067823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/like-new-skin-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114943184309536579</id><published>2006-06-04T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:45:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am $10 richer! lol. Just got back from a One Voice party. Ben and Chris and Claris paid me $10 to swim in the pool fully clothed. I and most of the ACSI and ex ACSI people were talking about the teachers and dr.ong and the senior admin and about how the school is run ect. Shan't say too much about that in case I get in trouble with the senior admin. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a very productive first week of the june hols. I finished almost all my homework and did alot of crap. This week is church camp. After it ends, I intend to blow all my money on movies and other useless shit like that. Well not all my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asher was here earlier. We watched the south park movie. So vulgar lol. But funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114943184309536579?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114943184309536579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114943184309536579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114943184309536579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114943184309536579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-10-richer-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114921084973157468</id><published>2006-06-02T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:14:09.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been busy with drama all week. I get up early and fall asleep then wake up again and panic cos I'm late then rush to school. Then I spend hours doing manual labour for haven. But today, today I'm resting. I am going to slack today. I am going to give my blistered hands a rest. I am going to play dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished most of my hol homework but havent done chinese. Stupid chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114921084973157468?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114921084973157468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114921084973157468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114921084973157468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114921084973157468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-busy-with-drama-all-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114874042442500553</id><published>2006-05-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:46:17.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>June hols are here!! 1 whole month of no school! 1 month of sleeping in and stoning! XD My parents got me a new cd player and new speakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="300" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b286/Ravaner/IMGA1116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped to lead worship today for the first time. It was cool. I also was flag raiser for the first time. Lol. I fell in the parade ground on friday while playing soccer and got a bad cut on my knee. Painful. Today was the PTM. My parents said that my teachers were full of praise for me. Didn't know I was so guai lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114874042442500553?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114874042442500553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114874042442500553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114874042442500553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114874042442500553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/june-hols-are-here-1-whole-month-of-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114846590610312809</id><published>2006-05-24T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:31:36.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 8 victims to join this "game" and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the SECOND time, there's no need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most important thing: HAVE FUN DOING IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Cheerful, chio, smart, funny, dirty sense of humor(not too dirty), loves me for who I am, huggable, likes cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. KW, Charlotte, Hernie, Bryan, Emil, Benavon, Kenneth, ZQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114846590610312809?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114846590610312809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114846590610312809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114846590610312809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114846590610312809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114839383567434120</id><published>2006-05-23T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:41:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visited ACSP with JenWei today and saw my old teachers. Not all, but quite a few. Im gonna help on monday with the prefects leadership camp cos Mr Elkan Lim wanted the ex councillors to help and stuff. Mr Johnstone Lim looks older.More white hair lol. Don't tell him I said that.  Ms Tay looks the same. In fact, almost everyone looks the same. Mrs Ho's class was funny. She's teaching p1 now. I went in and all the p1s were like "who's that?" So cute lol. So Mrs Ho said I was he ex-student and I was in ACSI now. Then one of the p1s said,"ACSI is a secondary school. That's why he's so big." *Other p1s nod in agreement* LOL. CUUUTE. I also finally returned all of Mr Albert Koh's cds. The ones I borrowed last year. Haha. Load off my shoulders. Today was the 5 stations. Watched the primary boys doing. Lol. Ran into Nic, Bubble, Leon, ZD, and Amos at the sports hall. After that we went to play dota at Balmoral. Stupid ZD bully me. I had lunch at kap and went home. To play more dota. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114839383567434120?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114839383567434120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114839383567434120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114839383567434120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114839383567434120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/visited-acsp-with-jenwei-today-and-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114812997711905876</id><published>2006-05-20T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T20:59:37.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went bowling today.. I'm better than I thought I was..lol. Parents found out about results... They didn't kill me. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like any girls now. So don't ask any more questions. Cos I do NOT like anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114812997711905876?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114812997711905876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114812997711905876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114812997711905876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114812997711905876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-bowling-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114802545772490980</id><published>2006-05-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:57:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>This sucks. Sucks sucks sucks. I am officially a stupid person. Stuuuupid. I have totally completely SCREWWED my mids. SCREWWED I say. I failed 4 subjects. 4!! And got lowest in class for 2 of them.  I should have gone to barker. That way, I wouldnt be in the top three from the bottom. Wonder how long it is before my parents find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114802545772490980?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114802545772490980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114802545772490980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114802545772490980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114802545772490980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114761439236506649</id><published>2006-05-14T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:46:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just wanted to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOTHER'S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DAY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOM!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114761439236506649?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114761439236506649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114761439236506649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114761439236506649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114761439236506649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-wanted-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114751816476886849</id><published>2006-05-13T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T19:02:44.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mids are over! And.... I'm getting a 42 inch tv! Hahaa! And since we're giving away the old one and one of our dvd players (we have a smaller one), there is space for a xbox 360! Yay!!!111&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114751816476886849?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114751816476886849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114751816476886849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114751816476886849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114751816476886849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/mids-are-over-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114723786061197168</id><published>2006-05-10T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T13:11:00.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frigging Screwed</title><content type='html'>I got killed today. I am so gonna fail my maths. Goodbye xbox 360... Tomorrow will be the worst. Chinese and physical science.. Screeeeewed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114723786061197168?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114723786061197168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114723786061197168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114723786061197168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114723786061197168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/frigging-screwed.html' title='Frigging Screwed'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114716523933419654</id><published>2006-05-09T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T20:29:24.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wierd</title><content type='html'>I just dreamt that Russell Kan became prime minister and I was his security guy and I made instant noodles. And I kept waking up and realising I was still asleep. Wierd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifescience and geog today were really bad. Geog was better than I expected though. Lifescience was murderrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114716523933419654?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114716523933419654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114716523933419654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114716523933419654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114716523933419654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/wierd.html' title='Wierd'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114707930043473974</id><published>2006-05-08T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:09:12.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah crap</title><content type='html'>Today was history and english. I think I failed history. Stupid history. English was alright. I think I did relatively well for it. Tomorrow is lifescience and geog. I left my lifescience textbook in school. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you daoing me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114707930043473974?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114707930043473974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114707930043473974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114707930043473974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114707930043473974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-crap.html' title='Ah crap'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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-27560943.post-114680474167492553</id><published>2006-05-05T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:52:21.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>First post for the new blog! WAHAHAHA Like the skin? Of course you do. K can't write much cos I'm supposed to be mugging for the mids next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27560943-114680474167492553?l=white-lines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/feeds/114680474167492553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27560943&amp;postID=114680474167492553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114680474167492553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27560943/posts/default/114680474167492553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://white-lines.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07075363520369019703</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></feed>
