<?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-841563001236736591</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:25:39.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped In My Own Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841563001236736591.post-6343702484267148171</id><published>2007-05-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T18:31:58.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks For The Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey guys. Sorry, been really, really busy lately with getting sh*t ready for moving.&lt;br /&gt;It's now 100% official- I am flying out tomorrow. My flight's at 7.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I moved something like 35 boxes and a ton of furniture with the moving company.. Although I moved half of those 35 boxes and helped carry a bunch of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;This is cos we had stuff in Storhub, a storage facility. It's all stuff like desks, some chairs and a LOT of stuff- From blenders to coffeemakers to stereo systems (DENNON.. DO YOU KNOW HOW HONESTLY KNOW HOW GOOD DENNON IS!?) lol.&lt;br /&gt;So I got back and rested for a while then moved everything around cos you could hardly move.. Then had a shower, did more moving and unpacking.. So much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I was moving and carrying shit from 2.45pm until about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I was so fucking exhausted that my hands were like shaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before I got my ticket confirmed and paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my Bro In Law bought World of Warcraft. It's fucking awesome. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;Been playing that when I don't have much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll post again tomorrow morning or afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-6343702484267148171?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/6343702484267148171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=6343702484267148171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/6343702484267148171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/6343702484267148171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/05/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks For The Memories'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-4189261362074482943</id><published>2007-05-05T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T09:31:48.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Place - Good Charlotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   Mother, can we start over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna be the boy I was back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before the world came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And made me colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna feel the way I did back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With love in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let love take away all this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We wasted so many days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our hearts are as dark as the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Father, can we start over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take me to the places that we lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before the days came and made us older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna feel the way I did back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before my heart grew cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;class style="font-family: arial;" id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let love take away all this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We wasted so many days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our hearts are as dark as the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our hearts are as dark as the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our hearts are as dark as the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its a beautiful place if we make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a beautiful place to be wasted, don’t you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let love take away all this pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let love take away all this pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We wasted so many days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our hearts are as dark as the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We live in a beautiful place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First heard when I was going through the Good Morning Revival album a while ago. Been listening to it a lot lately- it's a beautiful song and really speaks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aUJEh3X_SE0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aUJEh3X_SE0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-4189261362074482943?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/4189261362074482943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=4189261362074482943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/4189261362074482943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/4189261362074482943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/05/beautiful-place-good-charlotte.html' title='A Beautiful Place - Good Charlotte'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-1290504911990267918</id><published>2007-04-30T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T08:06:32.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess who has a new and cool, if I might say, passport and now, finally, a visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late this morning. My sisters husband- A long time friend- Kicked my bed to wake me up lol. This is at around 12.&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv and had breakfast. Got ready and left for the embassy at around 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped some DVD's back at the video ezy on my way there, The Marine (Silly due to too many explosions and Near-Death Situations) and Let's Go To Prison (Hilarious but a stupid ending). I reached the embassy at 2.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked through the gate to see a really, really long line. I finally got out of the friggin embassy at like 4.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;But it was rather fun compared to the many other queues I have encountered.. Talked to this New Zealender and a Singaporean for most of the time. The NZer was going to China to see friends for a few weeks. He's been studying here for 8 years at NUS. The Singaporean guy was going to Beijing or Shanghai to study at a renowned university (Although I've forgotten the name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I walked out the door of the Embassy, passport and visa in hand, I started thinking..&lt;br /&gt;Queueing with nice and talkative people is awesome. You talk, find out about themselves, knowing things about them but never really knowing too much. You both tell stories, joke and talk about how damn long the friggin queue is lol.&lt;br /&gt;It's like having a friend-for-a-day. I knew a lot about these two guys- Yet I don't know their name, their address or private things about them. The best part- No drama, No cheating, lying or fighting. It's like having the best part of a friend and forgetting all about the other shit.&lt;br /&gt;That may not sound insightful or newsworthy to any of you and I may just be babbling but I found it funny how at least 2 people can get to know each other but yet not know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I went to starbucks to treat myself. I had 6 bucks or so on me. Of course I thought that should be enough for an iced chocolate- Wrong. When the lady said that it was 6.90- After they had made it and everything, I managed to cough up 6.80 after rummaging through my coin section in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;The manager came and said "No worries, that's alright."&lt;br /&gt;:D So I was all "...Sweeeeeet." I walked out from Tanglin Mall and slowly strolled back to Orchard MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing too much else- Rather than finding out and quoting how much a ticket will cost. Trying to find a good and cheap one but not a whole lot of luck yet.. But not to fear- I'll find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it. Been listening to Good Charlotte, Linkin Park's new album (Which I am dying to buy), The Used, Jimmy Eat World and others that I tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days I've been finding out about Airsoft rifles. They are legal in China (Unlike here) and are friggin wicked cool. To say the least- I want one badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it then. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-1290504911990267918?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/1290504911990267918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=1290504911990267918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/1290504911990267918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/1290504911990267918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/04/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-4776599585776592942</id><published>2007-03-15T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:42:31.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stand At A Crossroad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Holidays suck. And it's not just the revision, massive homework, lack of sleep due to overnight and boring camp and also the idiotic speeches that the Singapore Infocomm people make... It's the fact that I've been asking myself the same question for the past 2 weeks. Now more than ever since I don't have much to take it off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is no simple school, or school life shit. This is a life-changing decision that will affect my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to go into it too much because it tears me up inside just thinking about it.. But I have to make a decision by Sunday. But either way I look at going, I'm fucking screwed. One party will end up being miserable, not including myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I owe one party more than just a few weeks of my holidays and yet another part of me wants to go with the other.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention- I still have freakin' A Maths assignments due...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying and speaking in tongues yesterday- Asking God for some fuckin answers- A sign- Anything.&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder whether I've lost hope and faith or merely I'm expecting too much.&lt;br /&gt;I just need something... Anything to tell me what to do. To tell me which way I should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;And on that note- I'm gonna end. Before I start blabbering on any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-4776599585776592942?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/4776599585776592942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=4776599585776592942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/4776599585776592942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/4776599585776592942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-stand-at-crossroad.html' title='I Stand At A Crossroad...'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-1853411940913442096</id><published>2007-02-28T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:15:15.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sneezes*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So go figure- As the day progressed, I started feeling worse and worse.. Sneezing and coughing and headaches and dizzyness..&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd be ok for today but I really wasn't when I woke up..&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks.. I'll be seeing the doctor a little later though.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing much. Been reading a book and listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;Specifically- http://youtube.com/watch?v=ige-04rHYQQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared Leto really is an amazing singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... More thinking about school shit.. I just wish my life was more stable.. That I could do what I really wanted- That I would have the means and the clarity in my head to know what I want to do in life. I wish things were much simpler.. But they never are. There's always the voice in my head saying "Go for it, do it- What's there to lose?" and then the other one going "You don't know for sure, just wait to see and do it when you know for sure." but I'm getting sick of waiting. I'm getting sick of not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;For the love of God, give me a fucking sign. Whether a no or yes, I don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-1853411940913442096?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/1853411940913442096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=1853411940913442096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/1853411940913442096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/1853411940913442096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/sneezes.html' title='*Sneezes*'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-7661824991280001209</id><published>2007-02-27T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:29:09.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Promises, They Look Like Lies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woke up late this morning lol.. But if anyone asks, I've got the flu and I'm as sick as a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to sleep really late.. Kept watching TV and HBO.&lt;br /&gt;Been really f*ckin' stressed about accommodation and where we're gonna stay..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a 2 or 3 room apartment to rent in like.. ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows of any such thing, you don't know how much I would appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to tune out everything.. Stop from thinking.. So I've been focusing more on writing songs again. Trying to get out all my emotions into words and rhymes.. It really helps sometimes. (Lol. oh snap I just made a rhyme without even trying) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today I won't do much at all. Just rest up and watch some Prison Break or Heroes Episodes on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the internet... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-7661824991280001209?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/7661824991280001209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=7661824991280001209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/7661824991280001209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/7661824991280001209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-promises-they-look-like-lies.html' title='Your Promises, They Look Like Lies...'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-8693664453174578347</id><published>2007-02-27T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T04:15:51.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sowwy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pwees 4give mee.&lt;br /&gt;*Puppy Eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah- Been busy as heck and never really been in the mood to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoolwork is getting harder and harder.. A Maths CA1 went suprisingly well... I had a Physics Class Test today and I don't think I did well at all.. Sigh. Why did I choose physics...&lt;br /&gt;Family life has been.. Well let's just say that if I could fit everything down into words, you wouldn't believe the shit that goes on with my family.. Double Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;School life has been good but complicated.. Very complicated. Triple Sigh. But yeah- Let's not go into that, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright.. The Sciences were really boring.. In Chemistry we were going over stuff we've already learnt in Sec 2 and it was just horribly boring. In Bio.. She kept going on about these tests to find out if something has protein or fats.. I seriously can't be f*cked to remember any of that shit.. Just wanna go back to holidays and do nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday wasn't that great... But then again, Mondays never are good.&lt;br /&gt;Got back from school and was stressed by everything from home.. Plus stressed from tests.. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was good, woke up late and didn't do too much except go to Andreyana's party. Had a good time, laughed and hung out with good friends.. Played concentration and other games, plus the other type- CounterStrike and GTA.. Food was good too. A bit spicy for my taste (As in "AAAAA MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE" lol just kidding) but tasty, nevertheless. Then afterwards the rest of us that hadn't left, went to plaza and got a drink. Was gonna meet my sister and a friend who's going to NY shortly but they were heading for home by the time I was nearby so just went straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that's enough blogging for one sitting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. til next time, guys/gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-8693664453174578347?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/8693664453174578347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=8693664453174578347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/8693664453174578347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/8693664453174578347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/sowwy.html' title='Sowwy.'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-5573144238531445629</id><published>2007-02-12T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:20:29.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hopefully this'll keep you all content until I can actually be bothered to write something long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Joy, sweet joy,&lt;br /&gt;My good old friend,&lt;br /&gt;You came back to me again,&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open,&lt;br /&gt;And hearts outspoken,&lt;br /&gt;You came back to me again,&lt;br /&gt;You came back to me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when you think that he's gone,&lt;br /&gt;He'll show you he's been there all along.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles or something lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-5573144238531445629?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/5573144238531445629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=5573144238531445629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/5573144238531445629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/5573144238531445629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-354061831804371285</id><published>2007-02-11T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:17:02.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lol. Ok, today wasn't bloody at all but that's first thing that comes to mind when I think of Sunday's... Rock on, U2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-cap of yesterday, maybe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and went off to Debate.. It sucked, basically. I did get to speak though... The motion was to abolish the death penalty or not.. I was on Proposition. With me was Tanya and Nabilah (spelling?). On Opposition was Janelle, Joyce (Maybe.. Never seen her before) and HQ (Chinese dude, seen him before but don't know him).&lt;br /&gt;We got our points and were pretty confident until about 5 seconds before we went up to speak.&lt;br /&gt;First was Tanya.. She got really freakin' nervous and just started saying OUR points lol.. But it's ok. 1st time speaking in public.&lt;br /&gt;Then Janelle. She was good- Obviously done this before.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nabilah. She got most of her points across well but contradicted herself at one point.&lt;br /&gt;Then Joyce (maybe wrong name lol.. dunno). I felt bad for her but I was still laughing my ass off.. She got up and read a few sentences from a piece of paper and then had nothing else to say.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;Then me. I went up and I think I did pretty well. Spoke rather loudly and got my points across. Later the instructor said I should have said more about my points and I could have said blahblahblah in my rebuttal.. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;Then HQ. He was alright.. A few good points and rebutted some of our points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home quickly to get ready for party and have some lunch. I got back and my grandma made me a lettuce, cheese, egg and spring onion sandwich.. I swear... She makes THE best sandwiches ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed off for the party and I got there like 30 minutes late lol.. Got off at the wrong bus stop and it took ages to walk to her house. Had an averagely good time. Hung out with Mark, Billy, Ben and a few others at the playground.. Watched tv and snacked on stuff watching the tv.. But after a while it got pretty freakin' boring.. No alchohol + No girls to flirt with = Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright. Church wasn't too bad (Even though, yes, I did fall asleep in the sermon lol.) and afterwards we went to O'briens for lunch. Btw, I go to new creation church, if you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it really.. Tonight my grandma is making meatballs (Drools) and we're having the leftover BBQ food from the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be getting the v-buzz room key tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;*Crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-354061831804371285?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/354061831804371285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=354061831804371285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/354061831804371285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/354061831804371285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday, Bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-877579718145018709</id><published>2007-02-09T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T05:03:55.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Were Strong And You Believed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G'day, ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-cap of 9/2/2007:&lt;br /&gt;Got to the bus stop at the right time but my bus never came at the time it usually does so I got into school at like 07.20.. Thank God I just got in.&lt;br /&gt;PE was first and the others had to run all around the neighbourhood. Even though I had MC still I decided to run with them- sitting there doing nothing sucks big time. So I jogged and walked throughout the time, as I didn't want to hurt my sprained ankle too much- It still hurts sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;But I did pretty well. Spared my energy at the right times.. Just gotta work on my stamina. But I found out today I'm still pretty darn fast.. (I used to do sprinting in Aus)&lt;br /&gt;Also, a few days ago I was doing some push-ups and all of a sudden I got this really sharp, stabbing pain in the center of my chest- It felt like my fucking ribs were breaking.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked the teacher about it and he said that i was just doing too much too soon and I should slow down.. What The Fuck. These kids have been doing 2.4 and running and jogging so much since they freakin' started primary school and I have like a few months to get in good shape for 2.4.. And so now whenever I use my upper body strength I get the same sharp pain.. Gah.. I better go see a doctor if it keeps hurting.&lt;br /&gt;Also I want to buy weights n' shit but where the heck do I buy them... Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afterwards was English.. That was fun as hell. Miss Joseph brought bread, peanut butter, jelly and nutella. We had to pretend that Zikrie was an alien and didn't know how to make a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich. We had to explain to him and write down the steps but he was being an asshole about it LOL. Like, was using the blunt part of the knife to cut or putting on a very little amount of peanut butter then we said to put on more and he put on A LOT. AHAHAHHAHA.. Fucking hilarious.. Afterwards we made our own sandwiches and messed around a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Literature.. I wasn't paying attention at all, really. Someone on my mind, to tell you the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess we had maths which was in the hall... It totally sucked though 'cos it was sooo fucking hot and then the maths sheet.. I just didn't know how to do some parts of the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really feel like staying back after school to play basketball so I just left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma has become really health-conscious.. We've been having salads and a lot of veggies and fruits lately.. Haven't been this healthy with my diet in.. Like.. Forever lol. Due to my High metabolic rate I've never had to worry about putting on much weight or getting fat.. In fact I have to eat quite a bit to stop myself from getting too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a haircut.. It's a bit too short than I wanted it to be but.. Meh. It's better than before. (I hope lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Not much else.. Been thinking a lot lately.. And it's very unusual for me but lately I've been kinda feeling unsocial.. Like even when I'm with the guys I won't talk as much.. Dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Debate.. Not entirely looking forward to it.. But it ain't all bad.. Just boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;Then later is a Foreign Students bbq party at the teachers house.. Don't know too many people that are going but I might as well go and have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's pretty much it.. Sunday I'll be having a nice dinner with family and close friends.. So busy sometimes we hardly get any time to sit down and eat together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya round. -Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-877579718145018709?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/877579718145018709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=877579718145018709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/877579718145018709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/877579718145018709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-were-strong-and-you-believed.html' title='You Were Strong And You Believed...'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-601490955952868562</id><published>2007-02-04T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:53:11.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Forever and a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;We're wakin' up the demons,&lt;br /&gt;Changin' seasons,&lt;br /&gt;And makin' the whole world sing,&lt;br /&gt;We're callin' down the angels,&lt;br /&gt;Creatin' fables,&lt;br /&gt;Makin' the whole world ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an unanimous cry,&lt;br /&gt;We'll be there when you die,&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever you say,&lt;br /&gt;For forever and a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Nearly forgot to put this in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-601490955952868562?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/601490955952868562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=601490955952868562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/601490955952868562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/601490955952868562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-forever-and-day.html' title='For Forever and a Day'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-1328502284743290767</id><published>2007-02-04T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:23:58.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess who's back, motherf*ckers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, that's who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been pretty ordinary.. Homework, School Politics, Stupid teachers and Basketball, as usual. So I won't go into that too much.. But how 'bout a recount of my more interesting days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- Monday 5/2/2007.&lt;br /&gt;I am "sick"... Of course by "sick", I mean "I woke up late." Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for a day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. 4/2/2007.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up real early to play some xbox with online buddies. Good times were had by all.&lt;br /&gt;Went for church with Serene, family friend and my Grandma who just flew into the country a few nights ago (Yay). She came with Aussie Goodies and clothes (YAY) and she'll be staying for quite a few weeks (YAAAAYYY).&lt;br /&gt;Anyways- Church was boring. Some USA Pastor who bored the heck outta me. Eventually I fell asleep lol. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;After church, went to Ikea and bought some small furniture that we need. Then went to Polo Club and had a Hot Chocolate and DP Double Cheeseburger for a late lunch.. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Came back and been doing some spring cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 3/2/2007.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early on a Saturday.. Which is a first for me.&lt;br /&gt;Had to go for this Debate workshop. Got there early and played some basketball with Zuan Hao and Tanya. The guys were in their stupid leadership workshop so didn't play for real.&lt;br /&gt;Debate sucked. Just sat there and joked around with Hakim. Stuck our name tags on the back of Zuan Hao.. That was fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;After 3 HOURS OF BORING DEBATE INSTRUCTORS- Finally finished and I played basketball. It was me and Zuan Hao versus Hakim, Nick and Dominic.. But we still won. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School- A Maths is killin' me.. English is fun 'cos of Miss Joseph.. The Sciences aren't too bad. Could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, didn't do much.. Xbox, sleep and Tv so that was a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infocomm club is getting better though. We learnt Stop Motion which is pretty cool, last thursday. And I'll be getting a key for the room so I can start recording and editing my songs.. very excited 'bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to a lot of Yellowcard from myspace.com/yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;Also 30 Seconds to Mars - Savior,&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=VWia6yzAvB4&lt;br /&gt;Also All-American Rejects, The Last Song and Cigarette Song.&lt;br /&gt;Go to http://www.allamericanrejects.com/media_music.asp and scroll down to those songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. That sums it up well I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-1328502284743290767?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/1328502284743290767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=1328502284743290767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/1328502284743290767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/1328502284743290767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2007/02/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-5169878033591611936</id><published>2006-12-21T11:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T11:49:58.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't stop dancing in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Stop prancing in your shame,&lt;br /&gt;Keep singing in the summer,&lt;br /&gt;And continue to love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wipe your tears,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here,&lt;br /&gt;Remember to discover,&lt;br /&gt;And continue to love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 verses from one of my songs... Hope you like 'em. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-5169878033591611936?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/5169878033591611936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=5169878033591611936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/5169878033591611936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/5169878033591611936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2006/12/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-3342907666650084748</id><published>2006-12-15T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T18:38:50.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly dates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a great story for everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's friend invited my sister and I to this Orchid Society Dinner thing and she said it was on the 15th, last night. We told her we'd come as it sounded pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;So we get to the venue at 7pm and we look around to see who's inside already. We have a look and there's a bunch of people in malay costumes dancing. We're like "...What the...". We walk inside and show the guy in charge our invitations and tell him we're with the Orchid Society Dinner and he replies "...What?"&lt;br /&gt;"The Orchid Society Dinner that's on tonight."&lt;br /&gt;"... It's on the 16th."&lt;br /&gt;We check the invitations&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and he's right. It's on tomorrow. We were laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;So we had some food there anyway and left. Then went to a Cell Group BBQ that my mums friend had turned down to go to the Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We head down there and have a great time, eating King Prawn and Satay, meeting some really nice people and later playing pictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-3342907666650084748?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/3342907666650084748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=3342907666650084748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/3342907666650084748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/3342907666650084748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2006/12/got-great-story-for-everyone.html' title='Silly dates.'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-6125519023041608928</id><published>2006-12-14T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:29:25.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Chorus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wrote this the day before yesterday. Lemme know what ya'll think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;It's comin' back,&lt;br /&gt;On track,&lt;br /&gt;With love and hate&lt;br /&gt;Pulling up in the rear,&lt;br /&gt;Dear,&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed,&lt;br /&gt;That you should know this one,&lt;br /&gt;And it's comin' back,&lt;br /&gt;To shoot the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Verses yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. It's a work-in-progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-6125519023041608928?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/6125519023041608928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=6125519023041608928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/6125519023041608928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/6125519023041608928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-chorus.html' title='Some Chorus...'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-2444880297090100270</id><published>2006-12-14T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T05:22:50.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December so-far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Totally forgot about this place... Lets see... Maybe a summary of December would be a good start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 1st was my birthday. Had a pretty good day getting presents blah blah blah. Got some CD's, T-Shirts etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 2nd was my friends birthday (From my ex-school.)  so went for a party which was at another friends condo. It was good fun hanging out and reminiscing about the good ol' days. Got canadians 2 for 1 pizza and some drinks *wink*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 3rd was the class chalet. Of course my friends insisted on me bringing my xbox. Biggest. Mistake. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Hardly anyone got much sleep since everyone was playing xbox throughout the night. I slept the most since the night before I got back home very late and had very little sleep. But we had a good time. Had BBQ for dinner, went to Escape theme park twice and had Macdonalds for brekkie. Also noone could beat me at Halo 2. Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not staying at Jelapang anymore, btw. Just a heads-up.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda likely I'll still be coming back to Fajar but if I don't I'll be moving to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it... Contact me on MSN if you need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-2444880297090100270?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/2444880297090100270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=2444880297090100270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/2444880297090100270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/2444880297090100270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-so-far.html' title='December so-far.'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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-841563001236736591.post-3837826309752437644</id><published>2006-12-05T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T03:56:08.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of the End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what does one do when one has too much free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a blog, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'day to all. My name is Alex and I'll be your blogger for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you'll be able to find my daily doings, hopes and dreams and maybe even a song or poem that I write in my spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to check out my friendster at 'Will The Great'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a proper post later, but for now, enjoy the food in the hallway, put your feet up and enjoy the surrounding ambience of my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/841563001236736591-3837826309752437644?l=proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/feeds/3837826309752437644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=841563001236736591&amp;postID=3837826309752437644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/3837826309752437644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/841563001236736591/posts/default/3837826309752437644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proverbial-breakthroughs.blogspot.com/2006/12/beginning-of-end.html' title='The Beginning of the End'/><author><name>Will</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03701423550763559542</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>
