<?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-6239432301736122699</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:51:36.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-6092877187032843444</id><published>2010-01-25T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T05:44:07.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where the fuck are you now that I need you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6092877187032843444?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6092877187032843444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6092877187032843444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6092877187032843444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6092877187032843444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-fuck-are-you-now-that-i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-7635553970622397926</id><published>2009-07-29T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:12:11.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at the risk of sounding cheesy, i like you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SnBy2wvtr3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uoB_7eRYS2M/s1600-h/mLSRsDBUGq6f96fiuU8VCQSPo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913441321791346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SnBy2wvtr3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uoB_7eRYS2M/s320/mLSRsDBUGq6f96fiuU8VCQSPo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprise me, tell me things i've always wanted to hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the element of surprise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never know what's coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's the whole thrill and fun of it, when you don't know what's gonna happen next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SnB0YgJ7L1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/qWcvzGApbCs/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363915120495505234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SnB0YgJ7L1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/qWcvzGApbCs/s320/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he surprised me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7635553970622397926?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7635553970622397926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7635553970622397926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7635553970622397926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7635553970622397926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-risk-of-sounding-cheesy-i-like-you.html' title='at the risk of sounding cheesy, i like you.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SnBy2wvtr3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uoB_7eRYS2M/s72-c/mLSRsDBUGq6f96fiuU8VCQSPo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-5696669814219968165</id><published>2009-07-28T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:20:27.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>run your hand from my neck to my chest.</title><content type='html'>college is a fist in the ass. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;it's so not fun. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurt but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/Sm8k7hdqDPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LWDqSdlZ4hI/s1600-h/again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363546286235192562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/Sm8k7hdqDPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LWDqSdlZ4hI/s320/again.jpg" 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/6239432301736122699-5696669814219968165?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5696669814219968165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5696669814219968165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5696669814219968165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5696669814219968165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/college-is-fist-in-ass.html' title='run your hand from my neck to my chest.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/Sm8k7hdqDPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LWDqSdlZ4hI/s72-c/again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-889648251561017066</id><published>2009-07-26T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:45:14.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late night ice creams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmyHqMEEXII/AAAAAAAAAQU/BThcZO6TgUI/s1600-h/mLSRsDBUGoshqdjetA3WU8Fco1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362810415153962114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmyHqMEEXII/AAAAAAAAAQU/BThcZO6TgUI/s320/mLSRsDBUGoshqdjetA3WU8Fco1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when i know i'm not supposed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-889648251561017066?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/889648251561017066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=889648251561017066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/889648251561017066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/889648251561017066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-night-ice-creams.html' title='late night ice creams.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmyHqMEEXII/AAAAAAAAAQU/BThcZO6TgUI/s72-c/mLSRsDBUGoshqdjetA3WU8Fco1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-4716618473372870789</id><published>2009-07-25T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:49:56.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>true that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGMKgLRU-3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGMKgLRU-3c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chris crocker tells truth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on another account,&lt;br /&gt;was at Tan Vern Ian's place last night. drank quite a bit of i-don't-know-whats.&lt;br /&gt;oh, so many bottles (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ian for the fun night. and for daring me to eat a piece of leaf. haha. love youuu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4716618473372870789?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4716618473372870789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4716618473372870789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4716618473372870789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4716618473372870789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-that.html' title='true that.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-5512264533398445466</id><published>2009-07-21T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:44:54.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if i got everything i wanted just like that, life would be boring.</title><content type='html'>as time goes by, we change. it's unevitable. and most of the time, you don't realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;have you ever thought, if someone out there misses the old you? - i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXfXT5cmpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EfH_UWrK72I/s1600-h/1204384725-change.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360936523025652370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXfXT5cmpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EfH_UWrK72I/s320/1204384725-change.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. on another note. what are wishes? do they come true? or is it just sheer coincidence that you get what you wanted? oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhJAGQRSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/askIReJI-rY/s1600-h/1203472740-my-secret-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938476215747874" style="WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhJAGQRSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/askIReJI-rY/s320/1203472740-my-secret-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhJwCr7qI/AAAAAAAAAQE/enaCyaKRTss/s1600-h/1204023582-secret-320x400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938489085685410" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhJwCr7qI/AAAAAAAAAQE/enaCyaKRTss/s320/1204023582-secret-320x400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhJpKMqTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2Ms_thqMIhk/s1600-h/1203752786-sometimes-400x289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938487238142258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhJpKMqTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2Ms_thqMIhk/s320/1203752786-sometimes-400x289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes down to it all, i guess we just have to make do with what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhKbOjTpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/M3AGkC5K368/s1600-h/forget5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938500678176402" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXhKbOjTpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/M3AGkC5K368/s320/forget5.jpg" 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/6239432301736122699-5512264533398445466?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5512264533398445466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5512264533398445466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5512264533398445466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5512264533398445466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-time-goes-by-we-change.html' title='if i got everything i wanted just like that, life would be boring.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmXfXT5cmpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EfH_UWrK72I/s72-c/1204384725-change.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-2520360896700137576</id><published>2009-07-20T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:29:49.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sometimes, we regret what we say or what we do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmRdC2-ZU-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/VBpcJNkG2KY/s1600-h/saynoinbeginnin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360511760176075746" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmRdC2-ZU-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/VBpcJNkG2KY/s320/saynoinbeginnin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;just something random,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmSM4SEu1NI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rCLYeOMuSuM/s1600-h/20080613-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360564355029980370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmSM4SEu1NI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rCLYeOMuSuM/s320/20080613-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for durian lovers. - no pun intended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2520360896700137576?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2520360896700137576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2520360896700137576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2520360896700137576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2520360896700137576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-little-too-late.html' title='just a little too late.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SmRdC2-ZU-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/VBpcJNkG2KY/s72-c/saynoinbeginnin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-2786866206832223485</id><published>2009-07-19T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:43:28.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't always have what you want.</title><content type='html'>i want to run around and play tag like an 8 year old.&lt;br /&gt;i want to escape everything.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;i want to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey. we all can't always get what we want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2786866206832223485?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2786866206832223485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2786866206832223485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2786866206832223485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2786866206832223485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-always-have-what-you-want.html' title='you can&apos;t always have what you want.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-8976919531510044886</id><published>2009-06-26T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:49:01.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best i've ever had.</title><content type='html'>hello. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-you realllyyyy made me go crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8976919531510044886?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8976919531510044886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8976919531510044886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8976919531510044886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8976919531510044886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-ive-ever-had.html' title='best i&apos;ve ever had.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-2999420973943242497</id><published>2009-01-17T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:13:26.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that little shadow.</title><content type='html'>the shadow comes first,&lt;br /&gt;the person after,&lt;br /&gt;and the shadow merely fades away,&lt;br /&gt;unsignificant, lost in memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2999420973943242497?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2999420973943242497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2999420973943242497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2999420973943242497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2999420973943242497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-little-shadow.html' title='that little shadow.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-7559823000273132743</id><published>2008-12-23T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:19:26.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not that kinda girl.</title><content type='html'>singapore is the awesomest (closest to m'sia) to shop. (:&lt;br /&gt;came back with a whole entire new wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;3 new pretty hoodies.&lt;br /&gt;oh so satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;but for that i had to miss le trip to langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;thank god for my buddies who brought back them bottles for me.&lt;br /&gt;phew. at least, i'd have enough for the next party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;so merry christmas all.&lt;br /&gt;have fun partying till the break of dawn!&lt;br /&gt;for me, i'd be at mardi gras just dancing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my girls are all around the world. ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored off my ass here at home.&lt;br /&gt;come back lah! please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'lets keep it  that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7559823000273132743?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7559823000273132743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7559823000273132743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7559823000273132743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7559823000273132743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-that-kinda-girl.html' title='i&apos;m not that kinda girl.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-2507587090733190980</id><published>2008-12-13T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:50:53.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>party till the break of dawn.</title><content type='html'>again there i was at Space last night.&lt;br /&gt;freaking awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;i'm clubbing just a bit too much. just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, prom picca's are up :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/srikduprom2008part1"&gt;http://flickr.com/photos/srikduprom2008part1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/srikduprom2008part2"&gt;http://flickr.com/photos/srikduprom2008part2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock yourselves out. part 3 will be up pretty soon i guess, depends on mr.pang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. partyparty part 2 in singapore. (:&lt;br /&gt;seee yaa bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2507587090733190980?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2507587090733190980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2507587090733190980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2507587090733190980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2507587090733190980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/12/party-till-break-of-dawn.html' title='party till the break of dawn.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-8640482961414198177</id><published>2008-12-12T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:59:03.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>now jump up let's get crazy.</title><content type='html'>SPM is over.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i've been busy partying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh it fucking feels good.&lt;br /&gt;prom was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;all the clubbing nights were awesomer.&lt;br /&gt;woah. i can sooo get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;thursdays people, MOS ladies night. be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8640482961414198177?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8640482961414198177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8640482961414198177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8640482961414198177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8640482961414198177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-jump-up-lets-get-crazy.html' title='now jump up let&apos;s get crazy.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-2535729427259476178</id><published>2008-10-24T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T04:48:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll remember all the times we had together.</title><content type='html'>today was the last day of school for seniors.&lt;br /&gt;and i thank god i never have to see a lot of other teachers anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;and of course i'd miss all my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;and i've never gotten into so much trouble in one day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;twas fun and funny.&lt;br /&gt;a day to never forget.&lt;br /&gt;i left my mark in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2535729427259476178?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2535729427259476178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2535729427259476178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2535729427259476178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2535729427259476178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-remember-all-times-we-had-together.html' title='we&apos;ll remember all the times we had together.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-3021017264785964869</id><published>2008-10-22T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:30:04.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and we keep doing this over and over again.</title><content type='html'>trials 2 are over. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it's the last week for us seniors in school before we start for our study leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPM is officially in 2 and a half weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that means i should start studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and stop going to Lepaq till late hours. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nahh. you guys know i can't keep myself away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how things are going to be after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, the leaving, the partying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got a whole 6 months of nothing after my SPM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that would mean, i would have to get a job to fill time in the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and by night. (: (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes and about MOS last friday with the hartamas clan to celebrate the end of PMR and the end of trial 2, also the last party before SPM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right. twas an okay night. would rather thursday nights with hiphop music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not really an electro girl. hmmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;booked also a room at sunway with sister, jessie, ikhwan, azuri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, funny moments, funny moments. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i actually ice skated that afternoon with mel, max and shermund. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mother cheeeebs, i suck in skating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like stuck to the side trying to balance myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and having max and shermund pull me around the rink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt like a little kid. nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this coming friday is the last day of school for us form 5's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that means.... 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(:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-3021017264785964869?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3021017264785964869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=3021017264785964869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3021017264785964869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3021017264785964869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-we-keep-doing-this-over-and-over.html' title='and we keep doing this over and over again.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SP7xf1b6J5I/AAAAAAAAALc/iVUNy_gZ9K8/s72-c/up+and+away+4(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-2137135470835570967</id><published>2008-10-05T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T06:28:47.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear i'm falling apart.</title><content type='html'>spent last night at Lepaqing again.&lt;br /&gt;5th time this week.&lt;br /&gt;yes. crazy a bit lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the start of trials.&lt;br /&gt;and i really cannot care much.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't really studied,&lt;br /&gt;things just keep coming up distracting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn exams.&lt;br /&gt;i can't be bothered getting good results anymore.&lt;br /&gt;not like it makes me any happier being top&lt;br /&gt;or any sadder being last.&lt;br /&gt;i can't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2137135470835570967?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2137135470835570967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2137135470835570967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2137135470835570967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2137135470835570967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-swear-im-falling-apart.html' title='I swear i&apos;m falling apart.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-7186001806953314538</id><published>2008-10-03T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T02:56:44.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh hot damn, this my jam. keep me patyin' till the AM.</title><content type='html'>well well, last night was U-jin's birthday thingy at Euphoria by MOS at Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;really awesome place with the music so loud the dancefloors we vibrating. (:&lt;br /&gt;awesome DJ with the crazy tunes.&lt;br /&gt;MOS is much more than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many crazy people were present,&lt;br /&gt;tonnes knocked out before they could dance,&lt;br /&gt;and shame the good stuff happened after i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. if only i had a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind back to the evening before MOS,&lt;br /&gt;went to Ampang with Azuri, Jessie, Chibi Kun and The Sister to makan at some cool Japanese place.&lt;br /&gt;and Jessie is one of the youngest craziest awesomest drivers i've known. (:&lt;br /&gt;then later, a bit o shisha session at Lepaq again.&lt;br /&gt;Third time this week.&lt;br /&gt;awesome shisha there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck cause i didn't get any pictures. So kiss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7186001806953314538?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7186001806953314538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7186001806953314538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7186001806953314538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7186001806953314538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-hot-damn-this-my-jam-keep-me-patyin.html' title='oh hot damn, this my jam. keep me patyin&apos; till the AM.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-6117327928499032510</id><published>2008-09-29T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:45:44.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 things found in my bag:&lt;br /&gt;.wallet&lt;br /&gt;.makeup stuff&lt;br /&gt;.perfume&lt;br /&gt;.gum&lt;br /&gt;.keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things found in my purse:&lt;br /&gt;.cash&lt;br /&gt;.IC&lt;br /&gt;.drivers license&lt;br /&gt;.atm card&lt;br /&gt;.student ID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favorite things in my room:&lt;br /&gt;.my bed&lt;br /&gt;.my cat&lt;br /&gt;.my clothes&lt;br /&gt;.phone&lt;br /&gt;.laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I always wanted to do:&lt;br /&gt;.kidnap someone&lt;br /&gt;.fly a jet&lt;br /&gt;.bungee jump&lt;br /&gt;.go out with aaron johnson&lt;br /&gt;.pierce my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I am currently into:&lt;br /&gt;.boyce avenue&lt;br /&gt;.charice pempengco&lt;br /&gt;.nicholas sparks&lt;br /&gt;.studying (:&lt;br /&gt;.secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Selamat Hari Raya! (:&lt;br /&gt;And Happy birthday Jin! Finally 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought i could,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i can't,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i hate myself for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6117327928499032510?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6117327928499032510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6117327928499032510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6117327928499032510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6117327928499032510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-things-found-in-my-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-4921659953110889996</id><published>2008-09-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:03:22.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turns out it was your footsteps i have chased</title><content type='html'>I'm moving in reverse&lt;br /&gt;Under your mighty curse&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for loving you&lt;br /&gt;I turn my head away&lt;br /&gt;But my heart will remain&lt;br /&gt;'Till the day I learn you're No Good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...until the day comes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4921659953110889996?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4921659953110889996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4921659953110889996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4921659953110889996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4921659953110889996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/turns-out-it-was-your-footsteps-i-have.html' title='turns out it was your footsteps i have chased'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-5124159796658863590</id><published>2008-09-26T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:39:55.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>world, hold on.</title><content type='html'>just back from lunch/yamcha session with chibi kun, smiley chia woh, vnod and sister at mcD. (:&lt;br /&gt;i drove datuk v's precious nicole. lol.&lt;br /&gt;see, you can trust me, i didn't bang anything or anyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marks the last day of classes in school.&lt;br /&gt;and for them PMR people, they'd be having their exams in about 2 weeks. good luck.&lt;br /&gt;and the them SPM-ers. well, we have almost a month and a half.&lt;br /&gt;so study, people. damn it, stop partying!&lt;br /&gt;i swear by the moon and the stars in the sky, i will not party after trials.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bringing nerdy back!&lt;br /&gt;no more parties after trials, all study study study.&lt;br /&gt;nerds are sexy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh last night, had a fight with the parents about my car.&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a car, sold it off, not buying me a new one.&lt;br /&gt;that fucking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;makes me dig out old bad habits again.&lt;br /&gt;i was just too god fucking angry.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, thanks to derek niama, who cheered me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;my abolutedly crazzyyy funny neighbour person.&lt;br /&gt;made me laugh like a lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;you rock lah kay derek chooooooong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;turn around and look. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm right here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5124159796658863590?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5124159796658863590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5124159796658863590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5124159796658863590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5124159796658863590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/world-hold-on.html' title='world, hold on.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-6651029350935472878</id><published>2008-09-19T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:35:54.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's what you get when you let your heart win.</title><content type='html'>yeay yeay.&lt;br /&gt;we won seri cahaya today in a basketball friendly match.&lt;br /&gt;without fu jia lik and wong gui fen.&lt;br /&gt;whoo hoo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yes. today is party de shin yee and alison! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at casa de hugerific of shin yee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;piccas will be up after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i thought i was over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;until i found out.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6651029350935472878?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6651029350935472878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6651029350935472878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6651029350935472878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6651029350935472878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-what-you-get-when-you-let-your.html' title='that&apos;s what you get when you let your heart win.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-6392233955944640261</id><published>2008-09-15T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T04:02:19.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and it goes boom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;chem 101.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when you put a thumb size piece of pure potassium into a glass of beaker containing water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result, a huge explosion, a smashed beaker and a bunch of excited students. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and for today, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yam cha-ed with a bunch of form 4's and lauren at the Golden Arches Resturant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, bad habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6392233955944640261?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6392233955944640261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6392233955944640261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6392233955944640261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6392233955944640261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-it-goes-boom.html' title='and it goes boom.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-3812612497376447022</id><published>2008-09-13T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T06:34:42.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the dreamys and the sexys.</title><content type='html'>here's some eye candy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA4hcFTTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/aEYj_bihSJg/s1600-h/aj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245498268284439858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA4hcFTTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/aEYj_bihSJg/s320/aj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA46KrIgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aTwbllX-bRg/s1600-h/normal_gossipgirled02vt0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245498274922308098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA46KrIgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/aTwbllX-bRg/s320/normal_gossipgirled02vt0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA5L2eaHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DdxlQppA83M/s1600-h/sean_faris_1217484120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245498279669426290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA5L2eaHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DdxlQppA83M/s320/sean_faris_1217484120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA5Hb2UGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/gPE4aUFOnkA/s1600-h/fdsafads.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA5coSoOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IzoU0VoupO8/s1600-h/508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245498284173336802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA5coSoOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/IzoU0VoupO8/s320/508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, don't drool all over.&lt;br /&gt;it's not very ladylike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-3812612497376447022?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3812612497376447022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=3812612497376447022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3812612497376447022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3812612497376447022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreamys-and-sexys.html' title='the dreamys and the sexys.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SMvA4hcFTTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/aEYj_bihSJg/s72-c/aj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-267839860570200236</id><published>2008-09-13T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T05:56:33.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cannon ball into the water.</title><content type='html'>it is le birthday le brother and mother.&lt;br /&gt;so happy birthday both. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organising prom just makes me more excited for prom.&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, everyone's fussing about where they're gonna study at.&lt;br /&gt;and what course they're gonna take.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. depressing much.&lt;br /&gt;it just reminds me of how we're gonna be seperated then.&lt;br /&gt;some here some there, some even in the middle of nowhere. =/&lt;br /&gt;boo, i hate graduations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh oh, guess what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i think i &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; just be over you. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-267839860570200236?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/267839860570200236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=267839860570200236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/267839860570200236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/267839860570200236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/cannon-ball-into-water.html' title='cannon ball into the water.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-5295071691726761923</id><published>2008-09-06T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T09:09:53.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5295071691726761923?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5295071691726761923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5295071691726761923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5295071691726761923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5295071691726761923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-my-almost-lover-goodbye-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-1145165903504749990</id><published>2008-09-03T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:28:33.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sexcited!</title><content type='html'>merdeka was strange.&lt;br /&gt;that all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;happy 51st birthday Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;we the rakyat, lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well,&lt;br /&gt;Sri KDU's senior prom '08's planning been a bit hectic,&lt;br /&gt;rushing to get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;but no worries (:&lt;br /&gt;prom will be the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;so if you wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;buy our tickets!&lt;br /&gt;go to Sri KDU's senior prom '08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday alison! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1145165903504749990?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1145165903504749990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1145165903504749990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1145165903504749990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1145165903504749990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/sexcited.html' title='sexcited!'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-6436304998761199087</id><published>2008-08-22T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:29:51.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sex and the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Outing with the Sextets today! Love love love.&lt;br /&gt;AND I passed my driving exam! Yay me I'm so rocking. So I went to Tarik&amp;amp;Tahan with L to get a naaaaaiice dress. She so rocks. Guess the nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostrrrrrel #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NqoDpfCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wdenNe227AU/s1600-h/DSC03833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349548869385250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NqoDpfCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wdenNe227AU/s320/DSC03833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostreeell #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NrAGKrxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rbmqv7qEy_c/s1600-h/DSC03834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349555322400530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NrAGKrxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rbmqv7qEy_c/s320/DSC03834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SLAsgF0nXyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pbHRzyJFxIE/s1600-h/DSC03825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237735296462184226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SLAsgF0nXyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pbHRzyJFxIE/s320/DSC03825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NbMrzdJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MgzsJsLY4jo/s1600-h/DSC03839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349283823580306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NbMrzdJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MgzsJsLY4jo/s320/DSC03839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7Nbr_o4rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eLBsNeqJFnY/s1600-h/DSC03840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349292228272818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7Nbr_o4rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eLBsNeqJFnY/s320/DSC03840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NbwVtFaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qROzxzh7jDs/s1600-h/DSC03842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349293394564514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NbwVtFaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qROzxzh7jDs/s320/DSC03842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NcW9RZbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PEcdyeCRMDo/s1600-h/DSC03844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349303761069490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NcW9RZbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PEcdyeCRMDo/s320/DSC03844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NcVvU0aI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Kf9l-dF7kOg/s1600-h/DSC03843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237349303434138018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NcVvU0aI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Kf9l-dF7kOg/s320/DSC03843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M4Jq1C5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/GSTWYqIG-kE/s1600-h/DSC03819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237348681718762386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M4Jq1C5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/GSTWYqIG-kE/s320/DSC03819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M4cMXNtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sWrI_46WhvQ/s1600-h/DSC03823.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M4yra_VI/AAAAAAAAAI4/epopBI4eaJw/s1600-h/DSC03824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237348692727102802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M4yra_VI/AAAAAAAAAI4/epopBI4eaJw/s320/DSC03824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M5CoG67I/AAAAAAAAAJA/T6JvoyURosA/s1600-h/DSC03828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237348697008171954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M5CoG67I/AAAAAAAAAJA/T6JvoyURosA/s320/DSC03828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M5u4-InI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WakiqjEMIU0/s1600-h/DSC03835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237348708890059378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7M5u4-InI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WakiqjEMIU0/s320/DSC03835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SLAsgYQcYsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GS8BQ3IIzC8/s1600-h/DSC03816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237735301410742978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SLAsgYQcYsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GS8BQ3IIzC8/s320/DSC03816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6436304998761199087?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6436304998761199087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6436304998761199087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6436304998761199087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6436304998761199087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/sex-nd-eh-uuty.html' title='sex and the city'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SK7NqoDpfCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wdenNe227AU/s72-c/DSC03833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-5190056162459034102</id><published>2008-08-13T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:27:11.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if she move it like that, would you move her right back?</title><content type='html'>ohhh trials are finished!&lt;br /&gt;so liberating.&lt;br /&gt;i can finally get my much awaited sleeep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now comes the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;where the sextets will be having a night out to celeberate a certain scholar. (:&lt;br /&gt;then there will be a day dedicated to movie marathon! finally.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, someone's getting her driver's license sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd. the merdeka carnival's this friday!&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE ALL OVER.&lt;br /&gt;come and support us, buy our stuffff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another thing, today looked what i got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''PLKN: Maaf! 910525******  tidak terpilih menyertai PLKN Siri 6/2009."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't some of you wish you were me now. (:&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's the scent. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're good together.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5190056162459034102?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5190056162459034102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5190056162459034102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5190056162459034102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5190056162459034102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-she-move-it-like-that-would-you-move.html' title='if she move it like that, would you move her right back?'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-2193318594670716846</id><published>2008-08-05T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:30:20.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>run baby, run, don't ever look back.</title><content type='html'>we had trials today. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was the history paper.&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng....&lt;br /&gt;i have the awesome-est answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry. ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving tom yum.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;miss thailand lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the many many many things i should do after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;i'll make a nice list like after trials. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha. i know i should be studying and all.&lt;br /&gt;but argh, can't give 2 shits bout it.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's just trial 1,&lt;br /&gt;there's always trial 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed panic! at the disco. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, with those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;you just make me go all jelloid.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;i could fall asleep in those eyes like a waterbed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2193318594670716846?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2193318594670716846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2193318594670716846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2193318594670716846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2193318594670716846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/run-baby-run-dont-ever-look-back.html' title='run baby, run, don&apos;t ever look back.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-7945670640428703389</id><published>2008-08-02T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:17.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho's over bro's ; chicks over dicks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SJSDlYsxHYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FZBy5qgOZA8/s1600-h/IRemember020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229949745592606082" style="CURSOR: hand" height="238" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SJSDlYsxHYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FZBy5qgOZA8/s320/IRemember020.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us.&lt;br /&gt;in our weird way,&lt;br /&gt;just like them in the sex and the city,&lt;br /&gt;but better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS.&lt;br /&gt;to LAV. (:&lt;br /&gt;who just got 2nd place in the HELP college Phsycology quiz.&lt;br /&gt;this means celebration.&lt;br /&gt;oh you wait, you'd be surprise for what we have for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7945670640428703389?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7945670640428703389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7945670640428703389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7945670640428703389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7945670640428703389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/hos-over-bros-chicks-over-dicks.html' title='ho&apos;s over bro&apos;s ; chicks over dicks.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SJSDlYsxHYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FZBy5qgOZA8/s72-c/IRemember020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-6222177315189914679</id><published>2008-08-01T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T08:46:36.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>promise me you'll leave the light on.</title><content type='html'>OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Le trials are here!&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunatly, i'm very very unready.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel the stress, the need to pull a book and sit and study.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda pissed at trials. ):&lt;br /&gt;it's just at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing so many stufff, and i'm having tot reschedule so many of my other stuff stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing MTV asia awards, Singfest, Panic! at the disco, Avril lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh. this is soo sad. and i was forced to reschedule my driving exam for trials.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. only another month till i'm legally behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month, my phone bill came up to RM1,335.&lt;br /&gt;i am D-E-A-D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trials aren't even over and i'm already thinking so much about what i wanna do after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;gosh so so so many things.&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited for SPM. but only for the after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing about SPM is that, after it's over, school's over.&lt;br /&gt;i love high school. and i'm not afraid to admitt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh rawr.&lt;br /&gt;boys are confusing.&lt;br /&gt;but such a fun topic.&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how us girls can talk so much about guys.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like us being carrie, samantha, charlotte and miranda. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh how i love being a girl, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh P.S, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm crazy for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6222177315189914679?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6222177315189914679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6222177315189914679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6222177315189914679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6222177315189914679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/promise-me-youll-leave-light-on.html' title='promise me you&apos;ll leave the light on.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-2571944726488055570</id><published>2008-07-17T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:31:03.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something's breaking up, i feel like giving up.</title><content type='html'>i'm poisoned!&lt;br /&gt;ah. food poisoning lah.&lt;br /&gt;my tummy feels funnny. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trial 1's coming up.&lt;br /&gt;boo, and i'm not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;i've studied, a bit.&lt;br /&gt;but i know it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;trial're pretty important, if i wanna get early entry into colleges.&lt;br /&gt;not sure where i'd be yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;if you can ever like me,&lt;br /&gt;for who i am now,&lt;br /&gt;forget who i ever was last time.&lt;br /&gt;i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna stay this way a while,&lt;br /&gt;i'd like you to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a bit crazy now too.&lt;br /&gt;a whole big story to that.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna go into detail though.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;something's breaking up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm about to give up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-2571944726488055570?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2571944726488055570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=2571944726488055570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2571944726488055570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/2571944726488055570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/07/somethings-breaking-up-i-feel-like.html' title='something&apos;s breaking up, i feel like giving up.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-1102065488495809132</id><published>2008-07-14T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:27:45.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing tastes as sweet as what i can't have.</title><content type='html'>realisation.&lt;br /&gt;that's sweet. when you finally realise something.&lt;br /&gt;especially when it's right in front of you, and you thank god that it wasn't too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've been slacking in my blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy. (:&lt;br /&gt;school stuff, party stuff.&lt;br /&gt;things have changed, but it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh cheer 08 was yesterday and Sri KDU Stunners boys team got 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;congrats.&lt;br /&gt;and haha. i would date a cheerleader.&lt;br /&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, you just want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and nothing tastes as sweet as what you can't have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, obviously, it's a guy that i want.&lt;br /&gt;and duh, i won't tell you. (:&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm complicated. full of surprises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1102065488495809132?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1102065488495809132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1102065488495809132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1102065488495809132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1102065488495809132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-tastes-as-sweet-as-what-i-cant.html' title='nothing tastes as sweet as what i can&apos;t have.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-6360934478292873684</id><published>2008-05-26T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:51:09.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my birthday and i'd cry if i want to.</title><content type='html'>thanks for all the things everyone has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;mainly, amanda and her mom, val, lav, buddy, mel, the boys.&lt;br /&gt;everything, thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry things didn't really turn out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;but before that, i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;it was the best i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this birthday i have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;how friends are important.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard choosing between my two worlds.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to choose.&lt;br /&gt;i love all so much, sacrificed so much too.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't give it all away just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people do wrong things without knowing,&lt;br /&gt;i need to know, so i can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends all so much,&lt;br /&gt;but it's hard to say if they feel the same too,&lt;br /&gt;after what i have heard and seen today and yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;things have changed, since about 2-3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;never thought it would, but life's full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you hurt me, physically or emotionally, if or not it was my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;why would my birthday make a difference on how you treat me?&lt;br /&gt;when did everything change?&lt;br /&gt;how am i suppose to handle this?&lt;br /&gt;my questions. my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all my friends. no matter how much they've hurt me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6360934478292873684?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6360934478292873684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6360934478292873684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6360934478292873684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6360934478292873684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-my-birthday-and-id-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='it&apos;s my birthday and i&apos;d cry if i want to.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-4320565496064929003</id><published>2008-05-24T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:14:49.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another year gone, more of life to come.</title><content type='html'>OH HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME !&lt;br /&gt;just marvy marvy.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the wishes.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4320565496064929003?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4320565496064929003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4320565496064929003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4320565496064929003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4320565496064929003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-year-gone-more-of-life-to-come.html' title='another year gone, more of life to come.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-1583717891955182189</id><published>2008-05-23T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T05:25:02.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one step closer to legalliatliy.</title><content type='html'>in just two days.&lt;br /&gt;oh marrrvvyy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm already having the jitters.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 nights one event.&lt;br /&gt;i hope all goes well. (:&lt;br /&gt;i just want this to be memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like big whooop for me.&lt;br /&gt;17... mmmm&lt;br /&gt;my car..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1583717891955182189?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1583717891955182189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1583717891955182189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1583717891955182189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1583717891955182189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-step-closer-to-legalliatliy.html' title='one step closer to legalliatliy.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-777472348099050870</id><published>2008-05-17T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:17.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life as it is.</title><content type='html'>hello there.&lt;br /&gt;i know i've been lacking a lot in the updating department.&lt;br /&gt;even my sister has taken the intiative to post for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things have been pretty weird, wild, unexpected lately. too much to say.&lt;br /&gt;but bottom line. It's the exam week and Merde!&lt;br /&gt;i'm really not ready.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't memorised a thing for bloody moral.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just screwed off the the lands of dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly in love with brit lads.&lt;br /&gt;oh the sexiness in the way they speak.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SC8QLhKqdjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yD_q2nArIe8/s1600-h/normal_gossipgirled02vt0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201393884703913522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SC8QLhKqdjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yD_q2nArIe8/s320/normal_gossipgirled02vt0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blimey!  ain't he just gorgey. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-777472348099050870?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/777472348099050870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=777472348099050870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/777472348099050870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/777472348099050870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-as-it-is.html' title='life as it is.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/SC8QLhKqdjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yD_q2nArIe8/s72-c/normal_gossipgirled02vt0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-6039541382906648519</id><published>2008-05-04T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:49:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister is awesome.</title><content type='html'>So I know I haven't been updating lately, due to the lack of time I have in my hands and course, shit going around me. But forget that, I'll probably be a little bit more responsible with my blog after the mid terms that's making me go all bitchy. *barks like a bitch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My sister rocks my panties OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6039541382906648519?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6039541382906648519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6039541382906648519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6039541382906648519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6039541382906648519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/sam-loves-me.html' title='My sister is awesome.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-7895365850473788232</id><published>2008-04-28T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:28:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry. but that isn't enough.</title><content type='html'>things just aren't right.&lt;br /&gt;i have seen many of my friends run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought it would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;it's harder getting kicked out of your own home.&lt;br /&gt;not being able to go back.&lt;br /&gt;having to break into my own house.&lt;br /&gt;this just isn't normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i would just turn back time to have things the way they were.&lt;br /&gt;when i had nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;i love my family.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think they do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe life is fair.&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing things a teenager my age shouldn't be doing.&lt;br /&gt;and this is my punishment.&lt;br /&gt;being abandoned by my own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things just ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to make things right again.&lt;br /&gt;things are just too screwed up to be fixed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7895365850473788232?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7895365850473788232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7895365850473788232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7895365850473788232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7895365850473788232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-sorry-but-that-isnt-enough.html' title='i&apos;m sorry. but that isn&apos;t enough.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-237448562222711708</id><published>2008-04-10T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:58:00.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's never too late.</title><content type='html'>first time in history,&lt;br /&gt;Sri KDU basketball got something.&lt;br /&gt;well the under-18 girls only. (:&lt;br /&gt;as expected, we got beaten by catholic.&lt;br /&gt;but we still had to play the 3/4 match&lt;br /&gt;anddd. surprisingly, we won.&lt;br /&gt;sooo we're like 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;and that shows that we're not some spoilt brats who can't play. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got kinda offended when i heard someone say&lt;br /&gt;''KDU people have nice shoes, but spoilt brats like them can't play''&lt;br /&gt;that kinda hurt.&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are, that wasn't very nice. pfffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-237448562222711708?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/237448562222711708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=237448562222711708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/237448562222711708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/237448562222711708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-never-too-late.html' title='it&apos;s never too late.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-4528680582280377901</id><published>2008-04-09T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T02:27:34.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not over.</title><content type='html'>we beat DJ yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and we're in the semi-finals tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i'm more scared than ever!&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunatly, we're up against Catholic. ):&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we don't get trashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4528680582280377901?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4528680582280377901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4528680582280377901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4528680582280377901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4528680582280377901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-not-over.html' title='it&apos;s not over.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-4918795637200006668</id><published>2008-04-07T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T06:30:35.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeter than apple pie.</title><content type='html'>MSSD season has started.&lt;br /&gt;Today all 4 girls and boys, under 15 and under 18 teams played.&lt;br /&gt;and out of the four teams 3 of us emerge victorious. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Under-15 boys. =/&lt;br /&gt;Under-18 girls had the first match of the day against SMK Assunta,&lt;br /&gt;fun match, more or less some of the same people as last year. &lt;br /&gt;And the first ever time the under-15 girls won, against home team(Sri Permata).&lt;br /&gt;Under-18 boys trashed Section 10 cowcow. 44-0&lt;br /&gt;very entertaining to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortuantly, the Under-15 boys have gotten BU3, it was a really tough match, but still. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Against DJ(u-18).&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking scared shitless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4918795637200006668?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4918795637200006668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4918795637200006668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4918795637200006668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4918795637200006668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweeter-than-apple-pie.html' title='Sweeter than apple pie.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-3827379773094537417</id><published>2008-04-02T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:57:01.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>people don't lose strength, they lose will.</title><content type='html'>and i think i've lost my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's trust anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've lied to myself too much to even trust myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you're right, it's karma that my leg is injured and that i'm on fucking crutches again.&lt;br /&gt;i can handle this pain no problem, watch me run in just a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;but wait, don't worry cause you're karma's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd predict sometime June or July.&lt;br /&gt;or sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't hate just so strong.&lt;br /&gt;it's like it has a mind of it's own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-3827379773094537417?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3827379773094537417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=3827379773094537417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3827379773094537417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3827379773094537417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/people-dont-lose-strength-they-lose.html' title='people don&apos;t lose strength, they lose will.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-7723622335971465564</id><published>2008-03-30T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T03:59:09.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take me back to that moment. and leave me there.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, was fun.&lt;br /&gt;went to school in the morning cause i felt like i needed to be a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after school,together with etain and sister,&lt;br /&gt;went to bangsar for some girltime shopping spree. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh so fun.&lt;br /&gt;we bought like so much! literally,so much!&lt;br /&gt;etain and i did something bad, but fun. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after, we went for the birhtday party at modestos, hartamas.&lt;br /&gt;little problem going there.&lt;br /&gt;but.. we got there in the end.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. nice music, nice booze. (:&lt;br /&gt;danced a lot. funny times.&lt;br /&gt;watched football too. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes. i think things happen for a reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but most of the times, i can't think of a reason. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and life is unpredictable. sometimes it's fair, when you know you did something wrong, and you recieve your concequences. it's only luck that you get away with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's even fair when even after you've given so much, nothing is appreciated, no gratitude whatsoever, all sacrifices made, nothing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i could just rewind and go back to times where everything was okay. i was safe. life was fair. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but wishes never come true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish everyday for something good to happen. but maybe god's just playing with me, turning my wishes upside down. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my wishes are my hopes. and i'm begining to stop wishing, and stop hoping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel pretty dumb for someone who can score in academics. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for rambling.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, Etain. (:&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still wondering why i care to wish/hope for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7723622335971465564?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7723622335971465564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7723622335971465564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7723622335971465564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7723622335971465564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/take-me-back-to-that-moment-and-leave.html' title='take me back to that moment. and leave me there.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-4314033944794019137</id><published>2008-03-23T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:36:33.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we could spend the night, watch the earth come up.</title><content type='html'>hello earthlinks.&lt;br /&gt;days have been days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys got me going to cyber cafe. =/&lt;br /&gt;and i actually had fun!&lt;br /&gt;god. i feel so strange.&lt;br /&gt;i even got up at 3 am in the morning just to go with them!&lt;br /&gt;nyeh rawr. things i do for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today, i went for my undang talk thing.&lt;br /&gt;5 whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, i almost died in there.&lt;br /&gt;Etain and I were the only Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the Chinese gone? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we went to the curve.&lt;br /&gt;makaned at Charms.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i satisfied my cravings for tong yun.&lt;br /&gt;which i started craving since monday.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been annoying a few people with it. sorrry lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Dwayne's birthday was on the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;So Happy belated Birthday! though i did wish you at exactly 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;but i post i here lah. make you happy a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and The Sister's birthday is next week.&lt;br /&gt;party. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4314033944794019137?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4314033944794019137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4314033944794019137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4314033944794019137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4314033944794019137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-could-spend-night-watch-earth-come.html' title='we could spend the night, watch the earth come up.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-403212814751446016</id><published>2008-03-18T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:20.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd do whatever it takes to turn this around.</title><content type='html'>school has started. unfortunatly.&lt;br /&gt;been a real bitch on the ass lately.&lt;br /&gt;projects, mssd, paramount. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pictures as a have promised. (:&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still missing on the zouk/mojo and bangkok pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Wa35dtOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/V3tqye6tDQA/s1600-h/P1040533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179093853669274850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Wa35dtOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/V3tqye6tDQA/s320/P1040533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_WbX5dtPI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZNaAdBS1gAg/s1600-h/P1040556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179093862259209458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_WbX5dtPI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZNaAdBS1gAg/s320/P1040556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mattie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Wbn5dtQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/F1L9okZoHig/s1600-h/P1040525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179093866554176770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Wbn5dtQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/F1L9okZoHig/s320/P1040525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laur. camwhored with her the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Uy35dtNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b1pp7dy-mdk/s1600-h/P1040523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179092066962879698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Uy35dtNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b1pp7dy-mdk/s320/P1040523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Sk35dtCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ERHbIC9_ihQ/s1600-h/DSCF4429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089627421455394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Sk35dtCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ERHbIC9_ihQ/s320/DSCF4429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_TPX5dtGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-15URF7nJq4/s1600-h/z134811255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179090357565895778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_TPX5dtGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-15URF7nJq4/s320/z134811255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Sk35dtDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/FKoXqiJntNE/s1600-h/DSCF4432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089627421455410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Sk35dtDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/FKoXqiJntNE/s320/DSCF4432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLBIE CALLAIT @ LAUNDRY, CURVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Ux35dtJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eCtVxtYlihs/s1600-h/14032008040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179092049783010450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Ux35dtJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eCtVxtYlihs/s320/14032008040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manda and lav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_UyH5dtKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0iL7OlIskDU/s1600-h/14032008042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179092054077977762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_UyH5dtKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0iL7OlIskDU/s320/14032008042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_UyX5dtLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CQpf12qIzfc/s1600-h/14032008048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179092058372945074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_UyX5dtLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CQpf12qIzfc/s320/14032008048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Uyn5dtMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JgvsM8Xl8uw/s1600-h/14032008051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179092062667912386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Uyn5dtMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JgvsM8Xl8uw/s320/14032008051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNBURST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_TPn5dtHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NY_-fYNqeKg/s1600-h/DSC05540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179090361860863090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_TPn5dtHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NY_-fYNqeKg/s320/DSC05540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_TPn5dtII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/da_m6SmjwKQ/s1600-h/DSC05541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179090361860863106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_TPn5dtII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/da_m6SmjwKQ/s320/DSC05541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_SkX5ds_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/iyAuRnIp61g/s1600-h/2334874147_7402ee5366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089618831520754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_SkX5ds_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/iyAuRnIp61g/s320/2334874147_7402ee5366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Skn5dtAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h-_fLtRPi6s/s1600-h/2334875097_438be2f409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089623126488066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Skn5dtAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h-_fLtRPi6s/s320/2334875097_438be2f409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shexay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Skn5dtBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Zrj7ziPl3C4/s1600-h/2334879763_32d7a7a3e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089623126488082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Skn5dtBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Zrj7ziPl3C4/s320/2334879763_32d7a7a3e3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunburst was totally awesome! Incubus were sooo great. Though they didn't play MY song, Souther Girl. I guess cause it's quite old and not that popular, but still, they played Stellar. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And John Legend. Oh so awesome too. such hynotic voice. mmmm. shexay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-403212814751446016?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/403212814751446016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=403212814751446016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/403212814751446016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/403212814751446016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/id-do-whatever-it-takes-to-turn-this.html' title='i&apos;d do whatever it takes to turn this around.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R9_Wa35dtOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/V3tqye6tDQA/s72-c/P1040533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-8707922104112746128</id><published>2008-03-14T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:13:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scream at the top of your lungs.</title><content type='html'>the few days after i came back from bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of stuff has happened.&lt;br /&gt;Genting, Colbie Callait/Sanctuary, Sunburst.&lt;br /&gt;A lot lah.&lt;br /&gt;Imma get the pics and let it do the talking. (:&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i have yet to post up some pics.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient my lil' darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8707922104112746128?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8707922104112746128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8707922104112746128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8707922104112746128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8707922104112746128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/scream-at-top-of-your-lungs.html' title='scream at the top of your lungs.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-5450672738473840880</id><published>2008-03-09T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:41:11.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take me away to a far far away land.</title><content type='html'>well hello from bangkok. (:&lt;br /&gt;food here totally rocks balls.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss partying!&lt;br /&gt;boooo.&lt;br /&gt;but hey shopping here's okay.&lt;br /&gt;got some cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but oh the foood.&lt;br /&gt;fucking sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just something random.&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch and the bill weirdly came up to&lt;br /&gt;666 baht.&lt;br /&gt;scary. =/ the devil was prolly watching me it.&lt;br /&gt;oh such sweet sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet here's kinda slow.&lt;br /&gt;can't blame anyone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back sooon. (:&lt;br /&gt;don't miss me too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5450672738473840880?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5450672738473840880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5450672738473840880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5450672738473840880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5450672738473840880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/take-me-away-to-far-far-away-land.html' title='take me away to a far far away land.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-5757488121180977476</id><published>2008-03-07T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:10:21.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>party like a rockstar.</title><content type='html'>phewww.&lt;br /&gt;just came back from Zouk and Mojo.&lt;br /&gt;again, with etain, shih onn and ben.&lt;br /&gt;but met up with jackie later in Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;and Vnod at Mojo!&lt;br /&gt;sooo tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and in about an hour's time i'm leaving to Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was our annual sports day!&lt;br /&gt;and as usual Green house won.&lt;br /&gt;pfffft. but red got second (:&lt;br /&gt;Yellow won first for cheer.&lt;br /&gt;I really really think they deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;they were really good.&lt;br /&gt;but red should've won march past. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;we were awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;nyeh, judges..&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;after sports party at curve.&lt;br /&gt;went there with Vnod!&lt;br /&gt;met up with the people.&lt;br /&gt;walk, talk, eat. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, goodbye people!&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;picture post later when i get the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sawadeekaap! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5757488121180977476?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5757488121180977476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5757488121180977476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5757488121180977476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5757488121180977476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/party-like-rockstar.html' title='party like a rockstar.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-3915527069456884458</id><published>2008-03-03T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:22.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>look out look out, here she comes now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;photo updates*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday afternoon with Etain. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wXV2vBuMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2IbbEr8d_8/s1600-h/DSC00139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173535736179308738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wXV2vBuMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2IbbEr8d_8/s320/DSC00139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173535727589374130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wXVWvBuLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/tsV5EV9cl2U/s320/sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt's Place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbCWvBuOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/D9EGgPLEIj0/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539799218370786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbCWvBuOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/D9EGgPLEIj0/s320/PICT0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lala wannabes. oh shoot us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbBmvBuNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MJtlF8YVFvM/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539786333468882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbBmvBuNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MJtlF8YVFvM/s320/PICT0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbDGvBuPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Y620QHaLR_M/s1600-h/PICT0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539812103272690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbDGvBuPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Y620QHaLR_M/s320/PICT0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and chris says it's my fault he suddenly blinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbEGvBuQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/RxAwn9tf4q0/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539829283141890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbEGvBuQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/RxAwn9tf4q0/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROCKSTAHH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda's Place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbEWvBuRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gTb_l7jxtyg/s1600-h/n720873741_342489_8190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539833578109202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wbEWvBuRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gTb_l7jxtyg/s320/n720873741_342489_8190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're cool that way. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-3915527069456884458?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3915527069456884458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=3915527069456884458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3915527069456884458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3915527069456884458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-out-look-out-here-she-comes-now.html' title='look out look out, here she comes now.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8wXV2vBuMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2IbbEr8d_8/s72-c/DSC00139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-1967507264281114243</id><published>2008-03-02T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:22.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how she screams when he sings.</title><content type='html'>in just a matter of days, i would be screaming/singing/jumping/moshing along to the sounds of incubus, john legend, che-nelle, pop shuvit and so much more at the Sunburst KL Music Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8p6iWvBuJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KmIumcbYZVw/s1600-h/posterbig.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173081852625402002" style="WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 432px" height="348" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8p6iWvBuJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KmIumcbYZVw/s320/posterbig.gif" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8p6i2vBuKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ADCT3MlwEpM/s1600-h/incubus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173081861215336610" style="WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="221" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8p6i2vBuKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ADCT3MlwEpM/s320/incubus.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav band. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i guess i'll see you there. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1967507264281114243?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1967507264281114243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1967507264281114243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1967507264281114243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1967507264281114243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-she-screams-when-he-sings.html' title='how she screams when he sings.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8p6iWvBuJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KmIumcbYZVw/s72-c/posterbig.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-6744219039922023296</id><published>2008-02-29T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T09:07:14.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me smile, please stay for a while now.</title><content type='html'>i just came back from the Cuppacakes opening.&lt;br /&gt;oh it was sooooo goooood!&lt;br /&gt;cuppacakes everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;oh soo good. cuppacakes are the sex.&lt;br /&gt;yes, the sex i the mouth. the mind blowing orgasm in every bite of cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;oh so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was there with lauren, dine, val, lav and nariza.&lt;br /&gt;funny moments.&lt;br /&gt;standing by the cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;waiting to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures up when i get them from lauren and nariza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, i went to ou for the MPH sale.&lt;br /&gt;bought two books. (:&lt;br /&gt;i guess i know what i'll be doing in my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that met up with Etain.&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen her in 2 weeks. that's damn long!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we met up, yamcha a bit.&lt;br /&gt;talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a pic with her also. (: gotta wait for her to send that over too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6744219039922023296?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6744219039922023296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6744219039922023296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6744219039922023296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6744219039922023296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-make-me-smile-please-stay-for-while.html' title='you make me smile, please stay for a while now.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-6864967470640744539</id><published>2008-02-25T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:23.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag o laurenlesexy</title><content type='html'>got tagged.&lt;br /&gt;by selfproclaimed sexy, miss lauren.&lt;br /&gt;haha. she loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 things found in my bag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wallet&lt;br /&gt;- Phone&lt;br /&gt;- Ciggs&lt;br /&gt;- Gum&lt;br /&gt;- Make up stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 things found in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- money&lt;br /&gt;- IDs&lt;br /&gt;- Cards stuff&lt;br /&gt;- Jag keychain&lt;br /&gt;- Condoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 favourite things in my room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bed&lt;br /&gt;- laptop&lt;br /&gt;- mirror&lt;br /&gt;- wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;- my stuffed toy dog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 things I'm currently into&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Benefit&lt;br /&gt;- GossipGirl&lt;br /&gt;- School stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- Late night outs&lt;br /&gt;- MAC Fafi collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LP_5OhfKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IRpBFXOe9BQ/s1600-h/iphone.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170924018775194786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LP_5OhfKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IRpBFXOe9BQ/s320/iphone.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apple iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LQAJOhfLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ihnPOqJMehM/s1600-h/sony-vaio-cr-laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170924023070162098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LQAJOhfLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ihnPOqJMehM/s320/sony-vaio-cr-laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sony Vaio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LQAZOhfMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/U2Ws7VOdmvs/s1600-h/porche%20carreraGT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170924027365129410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LQAZOhfMI/AAAAAAAAAEw/U2Ws7VOdmvs/s320/porche%2520carreraGT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Porsche CarreraGT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LP_pOhfJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IEG_BUSJ69Y/s1600-h/japanese_spitz_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170924014480227474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LP_pOhfJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IEG_BUSJ69Y/s320/japanese_spitz_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese Spitz. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LQApOhfNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ojdH766KFDc/s1600-h/chad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170924031660096722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LQApOhfNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ojdH766KFDc/s320/chad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad Micheal Murray. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The person who tagged you is&lt;/em&gt;: Laurenlenotsosexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your 5 impressions of him/her:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LOL toilet time.&lt;br /&gt;- Cuppacakes!!!&lt;br /&gt;- AddMath Nerd. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Makan buddy&lt;br /&gt;- my bestbudd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he/she becomes you lover, you will:&lt;/em&gt; Scream! gross much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;/em&gt; Urrr. I stole her cuppacakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. What colour pants are you wearing now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorts actually. black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Do you prefer light or dark haired gals?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark haired, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Are you currently frustrated with a boy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite, boys can be sooo immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Do you have a best friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I have tonnes of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I can't remembahh. I didn't go to school todayy. I think it was Aly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Have you ever thought of having plastic surgery?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Do you like your life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very, at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. Do you shop at Hollister?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Has one of your friends ever stolen a Girlfriend from you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Girlfriend in a sense that she was my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. Have you ever jumped in the pool with your clothes on?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12.Do you have more friends that are girls or boys?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys, i guess. I always find myself hanging with all the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. How long have you had MySpace?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. Quite a while, a few years. Don't really use it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. Have you ever slapped a Gal in the face?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. What are your biggest fears?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugs. Those disgusting creepy crawlies.&lt;br /&gt;Being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. Has anyone close to you ever passed away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. Have you ever not been able to get someone off of your mind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's so hard. like an itch that won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. Do you believe in the saying, “Once a cheater, always a cheater"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Depends. Some people change. Some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. Have you ever had a good feeling about something?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. (: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. Do you ever wish you were famous?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. Are you currently missing someone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes oh, yes. where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. Please tag 5 people:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lynnie boo&lt;br /&gt;- Delia&lt;br /&gt;- Aly&lt;br /&gt;- Amelia&lt;br /&gt;- Tash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6864967470640744539?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6864967470640744539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6864967470640744539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6864967470640744539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6864967470640744539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-o-laurenlesexy.html' title='tag o laurenlesexy'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R8LP_5OhfKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/IRpBFXOe9BQ/s72-c/iphone.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-1775460806019945517</id><published>2008-02-24T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:16:23.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So as long as you're here, I'd always be happy.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. Stuck at home. Therefore, bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to blog about axcept about me taking my meds and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;So interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to list the few things i like in a guy.&lt;br /&gt;I know how random but hey boredom kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guy's gotta smell good. (: not too overpowering too. just slighty soft.&lt;br /&gt;makes you wanna just lean in closer for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Street smart. Guys naturally aren't very booksmart, so hey, he's gotta be better than me in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fashionable. Oh you know me, clothes are like butter to pancakes. and a guy who knows how to dress is definately the syrup on top of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Short hair. Long hair are for girls. So keep to your side of the gender and keep it short and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lefties! I dunno why, but i think guys who write with their left hand are cute. Righties are always okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Athletic. Don't you just love watching a guy running, topless, muscles buldging. oh mmmmm. yummmyy. Or waiting by the pool till he comes out baring his hotness. hahahaha. i'm such a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Gentleman. Who doesn't like a guy who would open the door for you, always makes sure everything's fine, gives you your girls room time to make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tongue tied. ;) Gotta be good with your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Party boy. You can't expect me to sit home on a Saturday night with you? but of course, everything has it's limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Musically inclined. Music is my life and my life is music. How on earth are we suppose to connect if we don't talk music? weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So that's that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so perfect guy out there, call me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1775460806019945517?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1775460806019945517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1775460806019945517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1775460806019945517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1775460806019945517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-as-long-as-youre-here-id-always-be.html' title='So as long as you&apos;re here, I&apos;d always be happy.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-8570959074871151311</id><published>2008-02-20T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:38:53.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you handle me the way I are?</title><content type='html'>Ming Da lied!&lt;br /&gt;He's still here&lt;br /&gt;So people say. pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;He owes everyone an expense paid party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched 40 year old virgin.&lt;br /&gt;omg, it's such a stupid show.&lt;br /&gt;and it totally reminds me of someone. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe he's not 40 but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;let's just call him mr.i-need-sex.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, he needs it.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, always soo grumpy!&lt;br /&gt;cheer up dude. (:&lt;br /&gt;there's more to life than being a sulky asshole.&lt;br /&gt;try sex! it's bound to make you feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's really being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers, homework, tests.&lt;br /&gt;just about 9 more months,&lt;br /&gt;till i'm finally out of this hell-hole.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, high school's so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New year is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Today and tomorrow's your last chance,&lt;br /&gt;to collect those money filled ang pows!&lt;br /&gt;and eat!&lt;br /&gt;you can't give chinese new year as an excuse to eat, after chinese new year, right?&lt;br /&gt;you can always say it's new years in atlantis or the bermuda triangle. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So plans this weekend,&lt;br /&gt;Mojo's anyone? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8570959074871151311?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8570959074871151311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8570959074871151311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8570959074871151311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8570959074871151311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/can-you-handle-me-way-i-are.html' title='Can you handle me the way I are?'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-791441184546519272</id><published>2008-02-17T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T07:32:15.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder why I'm so caught of guard when we kiss.</title><content type='html'>BYE MING DA!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun at boarding school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was at MardiGras and Curve for MingDa's farewell.&lt;br /&gt;Poor bugger's forced to go to some boarding school in genting.&lt;br /&gt;Mardi was quite cool that night, DJ Nakaria was spinning there.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, didn't stay long enough for her performance.&lt;br /&gt;We had to leave to curve.&lt;br /&gt;Sat, dranked, talked. (:&lt;br /&gt;What a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today,&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;But, i went out with Etain.. again.&lt;br /&gt;just to yamcha. and have cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;we were at the newly opened cuppacakes.&lt;br /&gt;oh so delish cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;to die for!&lt;br /&gt;sat there for about 2hours,&lt;br /&gt;just talking about life.&lt;br /&gt;can't get enough of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfffft. school.&lt;br /&gt;annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fought with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna go into details here.&lt;br /&gt;shit happens lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'd patiently wait,&lt;br /&gt;till independence is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heart, just let it go, please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to stop hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-791441184546519272?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/791441184546519272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=791441184546519272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/791441184546519272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/791441184546519272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/bye-ming-da-have-fun-at-boarding-school.html' title='Wonder why I&apos;m so caught of guard when we kiss.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-255122495363093400</id><published>2008-02-15T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:42:29.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, let's lock this down like it's suppose to be.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY.&lt;br /&gt;one day belated lah. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i thought my Valentines would be just like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning got caught by the disciplin teachers cause of my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;I don't bloody get them, changing rules every half a year,&lt;br /&gt;so that we spend our money for the school.&lt;br /&gt;Well personally, this is what I think.&lt;br /&gt;and since i'm talking about a bit about school,&lt;br /&gt;the food sucks balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that was the morning shit.&lt;br /&gt;This was what made my Valentines a day to freaking remember.&lt;br /&gt;While i was at home stonning,&lt;br /&gt;getting ready to stone more in front of the computer,&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie and Clyde broke into my house.&lt;br /&gt;Gunpoint at me,&lt;br /&gt;Forced me for my car keys,&lt;br /&gt;Kidnapped me,&lt;br /&gt;Stole my car.&lt;br /&gt;Okay well, It was Etain and Shih Onn lah. again.&lt;br /&gt;Came over my place,&lt;br /&gt;Took my dads car out for a drive,&lt;br /&gt;Picked Ben up.&lt;br /&gt;quite funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;Never had a day like that before.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's Etain and Shih Onn,&lt;br /&gt;everything's extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making my day. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-255122495363093400?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/255122495363093400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=255122495363093400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/255122495363093400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/255122495363093400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-lets-lock-this-down-like-its-suppose.html' title='So, let&apos;s lock this down like it&apos;s suppose to be.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-8002374260390740696</id><published>2008-02-13T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T04:54:15.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day same story.</title><content type='html'>I love Valentines. I swear i do.&lt;br /&gt;I'd just love it more if i had someone.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's life, can't always have what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick. ):&lt;br /&gt;God hates me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess another Valentines at home again.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i'm such a loner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8002374260390740696?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8002374260390740696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8002374260390740696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8002374260390740696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8002374260390740696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-day-same-story.html' title='another day same story.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-9024336895503154576</id><published>2008-02-12T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T04:51:44.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at least out loud, i won't say i'm in love.</title><content type='html'>Valentine's is in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;And again, I'm valentine-less.&lt;br /&gt;Been like that for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;But hey I'm used to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, went to Buddy's mansion for open house.&lt;br /&gt;Foo yoh, I've never seen a pig that big. literally.&lt;br /&gt;crispy on the outside, tender on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh. mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. shhhh. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to One World.&lt;br /&gt;Third Saturday in a row that i didn't go home.&lt;br /&gt;And also seeing Etain and Shih Onn the morning after&lt;br /&gt;Eh, a bit sien already lah.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I'm kidding, can't get enough of the both of ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, went to Matt's.&lt;br /&gt;funny moments.&lt;br /&gt;he has the most romantic garden at night.&lt;br /&gt;we 'lou sang'-ed.&lt;br /&gt;and of all games to play, we played.. MUSICAL CHAIRS!&lt;br /&gt;bring out the inner child in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went out with V.&lt;br /&gt;The Phoon.&lt;br /&gt;Berjalan-ed and watched KungFu Dunk.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou is sooo hot in a suit.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm. gave me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;The show a bit fake lah,&lt;br /&gt;can like fly in the air and stuff. =/&lt;br /&gt;i rate a 6/10&lt;br /&gt;cause Jay Chou looks really good in a suit.&lt;br /&gt;I think sepet boys are hot kay. not all, but some. (:&lt;br /&gt;leave me to my sepet theory. (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;V is prolly stuffing her face with Bak Kut Teh now.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just ask me already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-9024336895503154576?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/9024336895503154576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=9024336895503154576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/9024336895503154576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/9024336895503154576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/at-least-out-loud-i-wont-say-im-in-love.html' title='at least out loud, i won&apos;t say i&apos;m in love.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-6549174581091964477</id><published>2008-02-09T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:23:46.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be captivated ; I'll hang from your lips.</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year. (:&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. year of the rat. squeak.&lt;br /&gt;Tis the time to be collecting the KaChing.&lt;br /&gt;And and of course gambling with it, then winning more.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love this season.&lt;br /&gt;The food, the parties. mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's ang pow collection's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;won't say much.&lt;br /&gt;but food's still goood. (: -uh oh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on CNY happening next time.&lt;br /&gt;I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-6549174581091964477?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6549174581091964477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=6549174581091964477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6549174581091964477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/6549174581091964477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/ill-be-captivated-ill-hang-from-your.html' title='I&apos;ll be captivated ; I&apos;ll hang from your lips.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-3846589554667080137</id><published>2008-02-05T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:42:54.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wasted all my wishes on you.</title><content type='html'>so apart from everyone leaving, life's been okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year's in 2 days. Whoopee for the angpows. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so, school happenings.&lt;br /&gt;been laughing every freaking single day thanks to my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cedric sits and flashes his yellow undies to the people at the back(Me, Keefe, Azuri and Shin Yee)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam : *points at the yellow undies* OH EWWWWWW. It's spongebob yellow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keefe : Omg yeah, I bet Spongbob is down on him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha. It was sooo a had-to-be-there-moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And matt's cantonese interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo funnnayy. He cracks me up ALL THE TIME. crazy crazy crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gambling season has started.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm pulled in.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least i'm winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Saturday, was at Royale Bintang for another party.&lt;br /&gt;and and and, i stayed sober the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;big accomplishment there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from having a dinner party thing at Amanda's.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, not a big group, just enough.&lt;br /&gt;We ate, talked, laughed, played.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice night, though we forgot about the 'yee sang'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Valentine's in a week.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a Valentines since forever. ):&lt;br /&gt;Be my Valentine. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Hi Lynn. Rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-3846589554667080137?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3846589554667080137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=3846589554667080137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3846589554667080137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/3846589554667080137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wasted-all-my-wishes-on-you.html' title='i wasted all my wishes on you.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-5260515866193930040</id><published>2008-01-27T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T07:38:42.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Mabel, honey, I'm gonna miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;My party buddy.&lt;br /&gt;You were part of my most memorable New Years.&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be waiting with shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, party at Omar's. His house was absofuckinglutedly huge. (: love it.&lt;br /&gt;pictures are all not with me, imma have to get em from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;So give some time for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later after Omar's, met up with Mabel, Etain, Shih Onn, Rizal and Alex at Sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;Then later we went to Laundry cause they had better music, danced there abit.&lt;br /&gt;Then came Winston. We went back to Mabel's place to crash.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun, in our weird minds. (:&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is all I'm gonna say. Don't wanna turn on any waterworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another week gone, and you still don't know a thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5260515866193930040?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5260515866193930040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5260515866193930040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5260515866193930040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5260515866193930040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-not-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s not Goodbye.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-4693056228364016313</id><published>2008-01-25T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T07:03:19.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's never the right time to say Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>And really, everyone's leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leee just left today. ): &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss him sooo much. &lt;br /&gt;My accounts buddy, donut guy, football person. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Leee, for everything. &lt;br /&gt;Just, come back soon okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4693056228364016313?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4693056228364016313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4693056228364016313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4693056228364016313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/4693056228364016313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-never-right-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='it&apos;s never the right time to say Goodbye.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-9121989315252123918</id><published>2008-01-23T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:23.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and they just keep going.</title><content type='html'>And farewell to Elise Lim. &lt;div&gt;I had some of the best times of my life with that girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget the day she got me to play football. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since, I've been hooked. And it's cause of you.&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon, niggguh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, she threw a farewell gathering at her place in KL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last one-on-one basketball match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finishing all those bottles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleaning up after the drunks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lee's last dinner with friend's tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as i don't want this to happen, it's happening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're growing, Life's changing.&lt;br /&gt;We just got to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;It's just how it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And things just don't get easier,&lt;br /&gt;When your friends you need are leaving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R5cIbRaEmUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AxK7V-Tz58A/s1600-h/lohan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158601162798438722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R5cIbRaEmUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AxK7V-Tz58A/s320/lohan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think this would say something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-9121989315252123918?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/9121989315252123918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=9121989315252123918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/9121989315252123918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/9121989315252123918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-they-just-keep-coming.html' title='and they just keep going.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R5cIbRaEmUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AxK7V-Tz58A/s72-c/lohan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-310389863483293483</id><published>2008-01-18T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T05:08:06.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye has always been an option.</title><content type='html'>See you, Nicholas Chan (:&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss you, bugger.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget our secret handshake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dropping in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been really distracted this month.&lt;br /&gt;This just keep happening, and with my over-reactive mind, I can hardly get those things outta my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I tried out for Netball MSSD, but I wasn't chosen. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least I've got my basketball. It's mine. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, Imma get chosen for MSSS.&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can't stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-310389863483293483?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/310389863483293483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=310389863483293483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/310389863483293483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/310389863483293483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/goodbye-has-always-been-option.html' title='goodbye has always been an option.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-8804828029933736488</id><published>2008-01-09T05:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T05:27:34.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish you were here.</title><content type='html'>school's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;homework weigh's a fucking tonne.&lt;br /&gt;but on the bright side, i'm sandwhiched in between Sandra and Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never bored. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, same old same old in school. Had a stupid disciplinary talk.&lt;br /&gt;Like anyone really listens. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Banana Leaf @ Centrepoint with Val and Shin Yee after school to chill.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of laughs. Mostly inside jokes and had-to-be-there-moment jokes.&lt;br /&gt;So, too bad nothing to say here.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling free and got SpongeBobSquarePants stickers. (:&lt;br /&gt;So, watch out for my locker at 5Columbus with the SpongeBob on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Feb - Switchfoot @ KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;7 March - Incubus @ Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperately wanting to go for Incubus. I love love love Incubus.&lt;br /&gt;That sexy voice, those lyrics. How can you not love it?&lt;br /&gt;Someone go with me. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8804828029933736488?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8804828029933736488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8804828029933736488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8804828029933736488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8804828029933736488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wish-you-were-here.html' title='i wish you were here.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-792545017547740832</id><published>2008-01-05T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:24.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's the last time it's going to start again.</title><content type='html'>It's my last first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Form 5 student now.&lt;br /&gt;That means, SPM is here. Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what happens when you haven't seen you friend in 2 months?&lt;br /&gt;You take gazillion pictures. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3_CcA79dFI/AAAAAAAAADA/0N7d7GnDbQU/s1600-h/Memoirs004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152050285278753874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3_CcA79dFI/AAAAAAAAADA/0N7d7GnDbQU/s320/Memoirs004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ping, V, buddy, me. - hoodies united. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3_CcQ79dGI/AAAAAAAAADI/y2F5DKtAacs/s1600-h/Memoirs008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152050289573721186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3_CcQ79dGI/AAAAAAAAADI/y2F5DKtAacs/s320/Memoirs008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Sam and Lil' Sam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it, for now lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-792545017547740832?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/792545017547740832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=792545017547740832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/792545017547740832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/792545017547740832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-its-last-time-its-going-to-start.html' title='And it&apos;s the last time it&apos;s going to start again.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3_CcA79dFI/AAAAAAAAADA/0N7d7GnDbQU/s72-c/Memoirs004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-5285392324926601214</id><published>2008-01-01T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:10:34.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate and dance so free.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! It's 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like yesterday I was celebrating 2007 with Lynn getting tipsy and going everywhere screaming happy new year while blowing a whistle. (: i remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just yesterday, I got wasted up in my hotel room at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was how I spent my new years and new years eve.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly came over and gave me and dine a ride to the hotel to check in. Met Aly and Lynn there. After checking in, everyone went their seperate ways. I met up with Matt and all downstairs at the swimming pool area. Chatted a bit, and went back to my room to chat more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready and went to curve. Met up with Etain and Mabel there. Went around, TGIF, Apartment, Scarlet and finally Laundry. We all went in Laundry with Jackie and danced crazy. Then for some reason, Etain went out to find Rizal. And later she couldn't go back in Laundry. The line reception was shit, so we couldn't get her. Jackie went out too, leaving Mabel and I. After an hour waiting for them in Laundry, we went out to look for them. Another hour there gone with no results. So, thank god, we got back into Laundry, danced our asses off with random people till after the countdown. finished dancing about 2 and finally met up with Etain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the Hotel about 3ish. Had a bit of a problem there and Aly and Iman had to leave. But the party still had to go on. Drank and drank and drank, fagged and fagged and fagged. Thank Mabel and Dwayne for taking care of us drunkees. Most of us were really drunk. And usually when you're drunk, shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk nights and random hookups.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was a new years to remember. If only i remembered everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5285392324926601214?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5285392324926601214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5285392324926601214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5285392324926601214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5285392324926601214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/01/celebrate-and-dance-so-free.html' title='Celebrate and dance so free.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-4292469959865297547</id><published>2007-12-27T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:24.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All i want for Christmas is you.</title><content type='html'>24 DECEMBER 2007 - Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve. Tis the season to be jolly. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Curve at night with Etain and the new friend, Rizal. (hope i spelt it right)&lt;br /&gt;Etain and I met up at Starbucks and were just chilling and sipping on coffee. Then met up with Clara and Lynn who gave us thier homemade chocolatechip cookies. (: Thanks a bunch! They were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Rizal and went to Charms for dinner. Chilled and chatted there for a long time. Nice place, comfortable and cozy. (: We got the swings. We were there till they were gonna close, so we went to the middle of curve to check on the happening stuff. met sister there with Victor who had beer and stuff. Met a few more other buddies, walked talked.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we ended up at Starbucks again sippin on a cuppa and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuEA79dCI/AAAAAAAAACo/7p8ylEHNcFQ/s1600-h/DSC09011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuEA79dCI/AAAAAAAAACo/7p8ylEHNcFQ/s320/DSC09011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148720551752987682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynniee boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuEA79dBI/AAAAAAAAACg/m8dEkxGG0uo/s1600-h/DSC00131%2B%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuEA79dBI/AAAAAAAAACg/m8dEkxGG0uo/s320/DSC00131%2B%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148720551752987666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss etain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuDw79dAI/AAAAAAAAACY/mNxSISUiOqs/s1600-h/DSC00102%2B%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuDw79dAI/AAAAAAAAACY/mNxSISUiOqs/s320/DSC00102%2B%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148720547458020354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PupA79dEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/N2ELGSZAhtY/s1600-h/DSC00102%2B%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PupA79dEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/N2ELGSZAhtY/s320/DSC00102%2B%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148721187408147522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rizal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuEQ79dDI/AAAAAAAAACw/fnynwcUTgY0/s1600-h/DSC09013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PuEQ79dDI/AAAAAAAAACw/fnynwcUTgY0/s320/DSC09013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148720556047954994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah lynn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-4292469959865297547?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4292469959865297547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=4292469959865297547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-7262738619173938841</id><published>2007-12-27T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:25.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories.</title><content type='html'>LATE PICTURE UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 NOVEMBER 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PrGQ79c-I/AAAAAAAAACI/ivjjNRF6wtM/s1600-h/DSC05196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PrGQ79c-I/AAAAAAAAACI/ivjjNRF6wtM/s320/DSC05196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148717291872809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PqJw79c9I/AAAAAAAAACA/TbbRPadVQpU/s1600-h/DSC05189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PqJw79c9I/AAAAAAAAACA/TbbRPadVQpU/s1600-h/DSC05189.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-7262738619173938841?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7262738619173938841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=7262738619173938841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7262738619173938841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/7262738619173938841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/12/memories.html' title='memories.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R3PrGQ79c-I/AAAAAAAAACI/ivjjNRF6wtM/s72-c/DSC05196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-1434479359011259744</id><published>2007-12-23T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:23:36.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way life's suppose to be.</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my trip to Singapore. Nothing much, since i go there almost every month. But this month was a bit special, it was Christmas monnth. Everywhere was decorated with pretty lights and deco, really beatiful and big giagantic Christmas trees. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Another something that was really nice was the Christmas Sale. (:&lt;br /&gt;Being the girl that i am, I shopped, really shopped till I really dropped.&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun. Going into stores and coming out with something. Retail therapy really has done me well. Although the size of my wallet has shrunk tremendously, i'm quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, now that i'm back, i'm wishing that i could've stayed there longer. Not to shop, but just to get away, from everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it's life, somehow or rather, you've gotta face things no matter how much you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Take me for granted, everyone does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1434479359011259744?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1434479359011259744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1434479359011259744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1434479359011259744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1434479359011259744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/12/way-lifes-suppose-to-be.html' title='The way life&apos;s suppose to be.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-8258941086958341422</id><published>2007-12-10T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:42:20.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my heart you're breaking.</title><content type='html'>9 DECEMBER 2007 - Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas the night of the Black Parade. When My Chemical Romance came down to KL. It was awsomme. The crowd was wild, everyone was there. I was lucky enough to get free tickets from SuQin. Thanks, Su. (:&lt;br /&gt;So we(Alyssa, Etain, Su Qin, Sister and I) all met up at Alyssa's place and went together. Got there, saw that the que was sooo frigging long. And thank god we sw Azuri, Jessie and the bunch somewhere close to the front, and we cut in with them. (: thanks, guys.&lt;br /&gt;The opening act was by One Buck Short and Pop Shuvit. They were okay lahh. Then at about 8ish, MCR came out. Everyone started moshing and stuff, freaking crazy. But after a while, it was hard to breathe, so we went to the back and have our own little party there.&lt;br /&gt;The concert ended at 10, met up with Tasha and chatted a while, took some pictures. And later, met up with Benny boy and we went to Rasta together. Makaned, gossiped... The usual stuff you do at a mamak. Dad came, and i went home.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 DECEMBER 2007 - Monday&lt;br /&gt;Today. Went out with Amelia, Amanda, Elise, Azuri, Nic and Jon to Souled Out. Makaned there and had a few drinks. It was fun, more people were suppose to go, but oh well. Elise left early after having an ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt; After Souled Out, Azuri's sister drove us to Clear, where we had more drinks. Then daddy came, and I left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-8258941086958341422?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8258941086958341422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=8258941086958341422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8258941086958341422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/8258941086958341422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-my-heart-youre-breaking.html' title='It&apos;s my heart you&apos;re breaking.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-952339899028078665</id><published>2007-12-06T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:26.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of this place while we still have time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 DECEMBER 2007 - Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had training in the morning and showered in school, with Marie. oooooh.&lt;br /&gt;Then she, Leenna, Aaron, Mattie and I tumpang her to Matt's place. There, we met up with Adam, Calvin and Kenneth. Played around in Matt's room and found his special 'boobs cards'. An ordinary deck of cards turned made special by pictures of boobs on every card.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered 3 large pizzas for lunch, then walked to Old Town to 'yam cha'. (: Then walked back, Leenna left for singing class and we watched Good Luck Chuck. Pretty good movie starring Jessica Alba. I think the guys hate the Chuck dude.&lt;br /&gt;Then, one by one everyone left. Marie's mom gave me a ride to curve and had dinner at Sanctuary with the cousin, Sharmin. Sister was off somewhere with Victor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1gikYjJ_uI/AAAAAAAAABA/TodjHmCdToA/s1600-h/otc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1gikYjJ_uI/AAAAAAAAABA/TodjHmCdToA/s400/otc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140896983103962850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Us at Old Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stolen from Aaron. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 DECEMBER 2007 - Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had chem this morning. Then Wei Ken, the Uncle belanja-ed Matt, Charles, Mr.Ong and I makan at Khalifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Matt and I went to Tropicana to fill time. Went there, met up with Jamie and a whole lot of others and played bowling.  (which i really suck in). Matt's actually not bad in bowling, quite good lah. well, compared to me, almost anyone's good. Then later, we played badminton. for a while. Then we went to the gym, played around there, then went to the poolside to meet up with some people. But went back to playing badminton since Mr.Ong came and all. After that, tennis. (which i suck more than bowling). Finally after a whole day of sports, I went home.&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't get to stay home for long, had add math tuition. My first class, it was pretty.. mind blowing. Learnt some stuff. Brain still hurts, but i'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore in a week. (:&lt;br /&gt;Shops, beware. The shopaholic has landed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-952339899028078665?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/952339899028078665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=952339899028078665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/952339899028078665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/952339899028078665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/12/get-out-of-this-place-while-we-still.html' title='Get out of this place while we still have time.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1gikYjJ_uI/AAAAAAAAABA/TodjHmCdToA/s72-c/otc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-5554599832753480418</id><published>2007-12-03T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:22:26.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>even the wrong words seem to rhyme.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;29 November 2007 - Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Live and Loud : Acoustic concert, featuring the ever so sexy James Morrison, the Aussie dude, Rick Price and Malaysia's Dayang Nurfaizah at KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with Dayang singing a few songs, not bad, really strong voice. Enjoyed it. Then it was Mr.Price. Well, honestly, he kinda sucked. Not only did he sang off tune, he even stopped half way when he was singing to drink. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best was saved for last. (: The sexaay James Morrison took the stage. He sang about 7 songs and ended it with 'Last Goodbye' as his encore. His performace was tha bomb and got a really good feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56YjJ_tI/AAAAAAAAAA4/R_rqHiAwCSY/s1600-R/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139796749921681106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56YjJ_tI/AAAAAAAAAA4/x0NE-0lIr4w/s320/DSC01036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56IjJ_sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ilHJIbSgULE/s1600-R/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q55ojJ_rI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mYjrEI28LyE/s1600-R/DSC01042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139796737036779186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q55ojJ_rI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VpnlIGZ96io/s320/DSC01042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56IjJ_sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ilHJIbSgULE/s1600-R/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56IjJ_sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ilHJIbSgULE/s1600-R/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139796745626713794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56IjJ_sI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8tQR2MsZCx8/s320/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh helllo. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vid recorded 'last goodbye' but imma only post it another day, when i find out how to work this thing. oh and, excuse the poor pic quality, i didn't have a cam then, so i had to use my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 December 2007 - Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Kelly after not seeing her for a long time. She can drive now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Live and Loud : Pop Concert at Bukit Kiara, featuring lots of artists including Elliot Yamin, Jacquelin Victor, Anuar Zain, Shaggy and the highlight of the concert, Whitney Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went only at about 7ish, just in time to watch Elliot Yamin perform, he's actually hotter in real life. His performace totally blew the crowd, but that wasn't just it. After that, a tonne of Malaysian artists performed. Not the best but still something. Then i finally i thinka bout 1 hour of that, Shaggy finally appeared. In my opinion i thought Shaggy gave the best performance, the crowd was wild, though he did gain a bit of weight, but his voice was still sooo goood. He sang his famous songs like Angel, It Wasn't Me, Mr.Luvva and more. Stuff that will totally make you remember about those times. (: And Shaggy still can dance. He was totally rocking the stage. Then after that Whitney Houston appeared. She requested that no pictures of her would be taken. And when she came out, we found out why. I'm not too sure about it, but it's either she's preggers or she gained weight and everything went to her tummy. Her performance wasn't the best. It was good but not as good as Shaggy's. She never sang the best parts of her songs. ): Her daughter performed a song with her too. Was pretty good, did an encore. Her dress was really nice though, a purple off shoulder floor length gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert ended at about 2ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry no pictures. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 December 2007 - Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY, AZURI ANDO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;3 December 2007 - Monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY, LAUREN SIEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lauren had a little party at Riana Green. It was pretty fun, playing by the pool. And Mattie's delux Spin The Bottle game thing, typical truth or dare. I thought it was fun, Matt was the only guy there with 10 girls, but hey, he's one of the girls. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-5554599832753480418?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5554599832753480418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=5554599832753480418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5554599832753480418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/5554599832753480418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/12/29-november-2007-thursday-went-for-live.html' title='even the wrong words seem to rhyme.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TjUdk3fj6jk/R1Q56YjJ_tI/AAAAAAAAAA4/x0NE-0lIr4w/s72-c/DSC01036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-225010998079502132</id><published>2007-11-28T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T04:30:34.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hos over bros.</title><content type='html'>today after basketball training, Marie and I went to Ou to meet up with Lauren. (: our girls day out.&lt;br /&gt;Marie and I were there early and were really hungry after training, so we had a bite(or more) at KFC. I haven't been to that place since forevahh. so, there we were eating and talking. Then we met up with Lauren. Had dessert at Delicious, Ms Read. The bestest brownies on earth. mmmmm. guilty pleasure there.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we played about 3 games of pool. After that, walked around, and had a drink at Starbucks. another guilty pleasure there. Talk some more. -that's what girls do, ight&lt;br /&gt;Then Marie and I sent Lauren off. And we walked around more, and of course the gossiping. After all that, we parted our ways. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mattie's coming back tomorrow. He's on the plane back as i type. Oh, Mattie, faster!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-225010998079502132?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/225010998079502132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=225010998079502132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/225010998079502132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/225010998079502132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/11/hos-over-bros.html' title='hos over bros.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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-6239432301736122699.post-1542823866332484944</id><published>2007-11-26T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T08:02:39.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three long years have pass me by.</title><content type='html'>after three long years. i finally have gotten my braces out. No pictures yet. but soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my buddy Lee leaves to Melbourne. and he better come back in 2 weeks. or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have decided yet again to quit smoking. now i'll see how long i'll go without ciggies. i tend to give in to temptation easily. very easily. uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need Mattie to come back. stupid boy, i need to talk to you lahh. while you're having the time of your life in U.S. , i'm here wishing i was erased from the face of the earth. not very nice Mattie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister insists that i announce my love for her here online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1542823866332484944?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1542823866332484944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1542823866332484944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1542823866332484944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1542823866332484944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/11/three-long-years-have-pass-me-by.html' title='three long years have pass me by.'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239432301736122699.post-1320510463504079146</id><published>2007-11-24T02:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T02:11:57.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new begining</title><content type='html'>so. maybe i will start blogging again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna try for a change and use blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;so excuse the blogging noob-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/love_infatuation"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;old blog&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;will still be there. but no more updates i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6239432301736122699-1320510463504079146?l=brokenmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1320510463504079146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6239432301736122699&amp;postID=1320510463504079146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1320510463504079146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6239432301736122699/posts/default/1320510463504079146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenmixtape.blogspot.com/2007/11/so.html' title='a new begining'/><author><name>Sam.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086269446751767503</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>
