<?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-212165188946231526</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:56:27.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brinaquek</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5022875423738716422</id><published>2009-12-31T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:41:56.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the last day of 2009.</title><content type='html'>What a year it has been. Whole series of events happening. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the memorable events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Departure of Jo, Nico and Jeus from ACS(Intl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Picnic @valentines! MUACKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Knee injury :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ONE YEAR&lt;&gt;-Boating with Balls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Grease? A little(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Winning the doubles tourney with franko! &lt;div&gt;-4th Round Spex. Will be Quarters next year! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Stayover at Sentosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Late night suppers with dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Moving to this awesome new house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Return of Jo &amp;amp; Nico :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Of course, the dates with baby, the look on her face whenever I surprise her, the conversations we have at night and the making up after stupid fights. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly I am not the kind who like uploads photos on my blog. But I do keep them in my computer and browse through them. I also continued my emo emo love story, not because I am emo, but I just felt that it needed some push! :D Imagine when like 20 years later I look at the story I came up with and wrote. SO AWESOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year had its ups and downs. Its the 31st and I am happy and ready for 2010 and IB. I look on, and not dread, improve and earn my grades. I will do it. My resolution which I know I will follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work hard and take the exam with confidence. NERD TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not all, but its all I want or need to put up here. Happy New Year to all, welcoming 2010 in. Awesome year ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARMY SOON. BALDIE BALDIE BALDIE :D Really cant wait for this. Anyway, blogged SOO MUCH. Havent done this in so long. Shall rush to the dining table to wait my BACON PASTA! :D I must learn how to cook that. LOVES TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you and thats all i really know &lt;/i&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/212165188946231526-5022875423738716422?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5022875423738716422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5022875423738716422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5022875423738716422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5022875423738716422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-last-day-of-2009.html' title='its the last day of 2009.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5010053783326287988</id><published>2009-12-14T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:32:08.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>staring at the man in the mirror</title><content type='html'>Outing with baby tomorrow! Cant wait. Done with Orientation stuffs for now. Really miss the whole gang. Oh well, I should start tennis training soon again. Christmas week is next week! Cant wait! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super busy with the moving house. On the other hand, a lot of shopping is done for the new house! Made huge progress with world lit and TOK essay. EE wise, errr. OMG. HISTORY IA TO DO TOO. FUCK.... I hate IB. One more year, and I'm done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skyping with baby now!:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5010053783326287988?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5010053783326287988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5010053783326287988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5010053783326287988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5010053783326287988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/12/staring-at-man-in-mirror.html' title='staring at the man in the mirror'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3053223637552044038</id><published>2009-12-09T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:49:33.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS BORING.</title><content type='html'>I am back, after a thousand and one days. Hell, I might even start blogging again because life is just too boring. Well, I prefer it this way than pretending to be socializing. Cant wait till Jo comes back. Probably life would be more fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house is really to hectic now, really messy. I cant stand it, surprisingly. Lots of memories in this house, but ah well. Time to move on. Really bored now. I shall stop blogging first. Maybe blog later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3053223637552044038?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3053223637552044038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3053223637552044038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3053223637552044038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3053223637552044038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-boring.html' title='LIFE IS BORING.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7439620280987440135</id><published>2009-09-15T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:01:11.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been thinkin maybe I've been partly cloudy, maybe I'm the chance of rain</title><content type='html'>Term 4 starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to go into a very very very hardcore studious mode. Play only when I have to. Exams exams exams. Must do well. Better than year 3, year 4. Anyway, I'm really looking forward to my wife's return this Sat. I MISS HIM SO MUCH&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies.Council.Tennis. 3 things which will keep me occuppied this term. I hope to end it on a bright note that I have successfully completed year 5 and is more than ready for year 6. I am so motivated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7439620280987440135?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7439620280987440135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7439620280987440135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7439620280987440135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7439620280987440135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-thinkin-maybe-ive-been-partly.html' title='I&apos;ve been thinkin maybe I&apos;ve been partly cloudy, maybe I&apos;m the chance of rain'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6592387581520701596</id><published>2009-09-06T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:13:19.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>Whatever joy that I had in the morning till early afternoon has been forgotten. Now, I'm filled with hate,anger and sorrow. The camp turned out to what I expected it to be. And now for the after effects. I had a good workout today. Maybe tomorrow I shall hit the gym for a bit too. Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really have the mood now. My brain is exhausted from those integration shit. I hace loads of work to revise and do during the holidays. Doubt I will get to go out much. Hopefully I would. Tonight is going to be a short night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how happiness fades so quickly. One does not have enough time to savour it. Too little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-6592387581520701596?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6592387581520701596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6592387581520701596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6592387581520701596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6592387581520701596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8133154264790001839</id><published>2009-08-23T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T07:53:27.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 15th birthday frank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SpFX0TtdsdI/AAAAAAAAALk/Hjv9ploiwlc/s1600-h/16082009016-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SpFX0TtdsdI/AAAAAAAAALk/Hjv9ploiwlc/s320/16082009016-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373172386585489874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE YA LITTLE BRO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8133154264790001839?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8133154264790001839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8133154264790001839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8133154264790001839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8133154264790001839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-15th-birthday-frank.html' title='happy 15th birthday frank'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SpFX0TtdsdI/AAAAAAAAALk/Hjv9ploiwlc/s72-c/16082009016-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-9012846263776148692</id><published>2009-08-17T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:09:58.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your cbf attitude.</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with my physics IA. Super happy, I hope I get full marks this time. I really do. Really bored. Grease rehearsals tomorrow with the hall fully changed. Kinda looking forward to it. HEH. I need to find time to play tennis this week. Doubles this sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the pondering side, we are playing Da Mai Secondary tomorrow. Where the bloody fat shit prop clumsily fell on my leg. I want to take revenge. But, I dont want to rish anything again. It just recovered. I doubt I can last 15mins into a match anyway. I dont even think there would be a full team tomorrow. HEH. I really want to break that fat shit asshole leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just piss me off. I am straightforward. If I dont see the point in talking, I wont. I'm avoiding. You cross my path, you're dead. So piss off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the CBF attitude given, really upsetting. Oh well. I cant do anything anyway. I want to go to bed soon. Long day tomorrow. I might bring my tennis stuff and serve during the double break. Thats all people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-9012846263776148692?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/9012846263776148692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=9012846263776148692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9012846263776148692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9012846263776148692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-cbf-attitude.html' title='your cbf attitude.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1172239038473069624</id><published>2009-08-16T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T07:40:21.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we will win</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis today. The one thing which I am really looking forward to is to playing the tennis tournment with my brother. First time we are playing doubles. Its going to be real fun. HEHE. We are going to win! Lunch today was good, crystal jade I think. Yeah, it was. Came home, went to cut my hair, then had my racket re-strung for tomorrow's training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math tuition at night, after that I did my work till I finished. Feel super duper happy now. I am kinda clear and ahead of school work. Except for business because I left the damn book in the locker. Hate that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it. There we go, I am blogging more now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1172239038473069624?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1172239038473069624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1172239038473069624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1172239038473069624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1172239038473069624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-will-win.html' title='we will win'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3209818774957394128</id><published>2009-08-13T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:29:38.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go grease lightning</title><content type='html'>Hello people. I havent been blogging I know. It is suich a chore. IB is shit and deadline-ed defined. I drank two cans of coffee today. I think. I am so tired today. Tomorrow council camp. Rawr. I want my sleep. Life is so demanding. Social expections. I have no idea why I think so much. Whatever. On the bright side, I went back to my first rugby training since months and started playing tennis competitively again. Although I suck so bad now. Unfit shit. Sigh, oh well. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we take chances, sometimes we take pills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3209818774957394128?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3209818774957394128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3209818774957394128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3209818774957394128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3209818774957394128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-grease-lightning.html' title='Go grease lightning'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8045239701501379649</id><published>2009-07-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:56:53.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss them so much.</title><content type='html'>I was walking home today and I thought about my best buddies since year 1. Gosh, I miss them so fucking much. Its just something that made me who I am now. I would never be who I am now if not for them. School really is not the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rugby is not the same anymore. Life is not the same anymore. There is not favorite moment. All of them are. I miss them so fucking badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8045239701501379649?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8045239701501379649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8045239701501379649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8045239701501379649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8045239701501379649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-them-so-much.html' title='I miss them so much.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3650167695941993933</id><published>2009-07-06T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:01:06.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>Singaporeans are so embarrassing. I am not proud to be one. I really have this question in mind. Why do people keep wanting to pretend they are friends with someone they hate. More friends, less enemies? By bitching behind their back, you are already an enemy. So why pretend, sake of being someone with loads of friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a horrible place. I dont know why people keep trying to be popular or whatever. Be your fucking self and not pretend to be someone else. You want to be a better person, make it permanent and not change only at apporiate times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3650167695941993933?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3650167695941993933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3650167695941993933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3650167695941993933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3650167695941993933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3006767573381398889</id><published>2009-07-02T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:44:02.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy's win!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention, Andy's win! It was so awesome and I will remember it forever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/Skzjppn8wBI/AAAAAAAAALc/ovqjtR7PRCA/s1600-h/capt_xwim35207011922_britain_wimbledon_tennis_xwim352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353904361724231698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/Skzjppn8wBI/AAAAAAAAALc/ovqjtR7PRCA/s320/capt_xwim35207011922_britain_wimbledon_tennis_xwim352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double thumbs up for winners! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3006767573381398889?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3006767573381398889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3006767573381398889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3006767573381398889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3006767573381398889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/07/andys-win.html' title='Andy&apos;s win!'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/Skzjppn8wBI/AAAAAAAAALc/ovqjtR7PRCA/s72-c/capt_xwim35207011922_britain_wimbledon_tennis_xwim352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-125375267825528144</id><published>2009-07-02T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:30:55.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rattle rattle.</title><content type='html'>How long is a soon? Lol. Sigh sigh sigh. Forget it. Going to play tennis with Desmond, Joseph and Jeus tomorrow:D Reminds me of the sec 2-3 days. HEHE. Joseph and Jeus are gone now. Its really a pity. They were the most fun people to hang out with, in classes, in rugby trainings, we all get punished together. Either way, I love the both of them. School isnt the same anymore without them, everyone has no bloody balls to do anything. I miss Nico too:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun times fun times. So glad I would be spending the afternoon with them at SICC. Playing tennis. Reminds me of the days where we skipped classes playing tennis, then burst into classes sweaty and digusting. Teachers screaming till come to a point there was no bother. People always expected us to fail in exams. Did we? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala. I am bored, thats why I am blogging. Soon takes forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-125375267825528144?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/125375267825528144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=125375267825528144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/125375267825528144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/125375267825528144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/07/rattle-rattle.html' title='rattle rattle.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5844014504190008770</id><published>2009-06-28T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:20:15.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am bored.</title><content type='html'>I am bored. I am waiting for my girlfriend to finish eating and it has been one and a half hours and she is still not back yet. Sighs. No mention as well. I dont really see the point in blogging unless I am really bored. Thing is, why do we blog, so people can see what we do in our daily lives? Isnt that kinda wanting to be popular because if we really wanted a Diary, we would do the old fashion ones, writing or protect our diaries. Ah well, people people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant find the motivation to go to the gym. I will somehow drag myself there tomorrow. My brother starts school tomorrow and I would be alone without anyone being an idiot running around the house. There's always frisky(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I am bored. I really do not have any idea why it would take one and a half hours for someone to eat. Ah well. Bye blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5844014504190008770?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5844014504190008770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5844014504190008770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5844014504190008770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5844014504190008770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-bored.html' title='I am bored.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5830621734281469927</id><published>2009-06-24T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:47:04.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're happy and you know it clap your hands!</title><content type='html'>Hello people of the world and robots out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I am wierd. Transformers was fucking awesome. Long show but worth it, Gold class is a must for this show and I will when Jo comes back! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the biggest mindblower is right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SkJJ7V3j2kI/AAAAAAAAALU/p42gbMVyLfo/s1600-h/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350920591100860994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SkJJ7V3j2kI/AAAAAAAAALU/p42gbMVyLfo/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt she hot, I mean, WOW. Haha, dont kill me baby. No one reads my blog anyway. HAHA. I LOVE YOU BABY PIE! MUACKSSS&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5830621734281469927?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5830621734281469927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5830621734281469927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5830621734281469927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5830621734281469927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-youre-happy-and-you-know-it-clap.html' title='when you&apos;re happy and you know it clap your hands!'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SkJJ7V3j2kI/AAAAAAAAALU/p42gbMVyLfo/s72-c/IMG_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4433249887533912282</id><published>2009-06-23T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:35:42.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music makes me go lala.</title><content type='html'>Emotion, we cant control it, but we can do things to keep things in order. Jason Mraz is helping me a lot :D I need more acoustic songs, but at the same time need an acoustic guitar. I'll probaby go buy a $40 dollar one and like change the strings. Relax, breathe in, breathe out. Nature will takes its course, ah the greenery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4433249887533912282?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4433249887533912282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4433249887533912282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4433249887533912282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4433249887533912282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-makes-me-go-lala.html' title='Music makes me go lala.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6254742645845625921</id><published>2009-06-19T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:41:17.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just another of those fucked up days.</title><content type='html'>I hate today. Honestly. 19/6/09 fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-6254742645845625921?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6254742645845625921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6254742645845625921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6254742645845625921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6254742645845625921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-just-another-of-those-fucked-up.html' title='Its just another of those fucked up days.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1415442505179024683</id><published>2009-06-18T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:16:12.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just begun.</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like blogging. Things are pissing me off right now, I need to talk to someone about it, but who is trustable these days aye. almost 3 weeks of holiday gone, hopefully holiday would be extended due to H1N1. On the brighter side, I'm almost done with chinese, finished my two physics IAs and going to start on my history mock IA soon. Ah, not really a waste of time now isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a nerd, but whats done is done(: I love myself. Wimbelton is coming up and London is the place where I would want to be when that happens. My leg is getting better, I hope to be back within two months(: Its making me happy at least, playing some tennis these few weeks. I miss SICC trainings. I miss SICC itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML time is almost over. Hurrah for that. I think thats about what I have in mind. Till then, when I feel like blogging again, I will. Bye folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw bitch, I'm watching you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1415442505179024683?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1415442505179024683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1415442505179024683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1415442505179024683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1415442505179024683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-just-begun.html' title='it&apos;s just begun.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-546210259510713907</id><published>2009-05-04T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:01:55.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 14th Month baby!</title><content type='html'>Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont post here anymore. But today is a special day. Its our 14th month and I love you so much&lt;3. I cannot express how grateful I am to have you baby. I loved the guitar you gave me. I love it so much&lt;3 But I love you more! Muacksssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-546210259510713907?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/546210259510713907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=546210259510713907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/546210259510713907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/546210259510713907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-14th-month-baby.html' title='Happy 14th Month baby!'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7278501993088922280</id><published>2009-04-19T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:58:40.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A hello.</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop saying hello all. Hehh. A lot of stuff has been happening. Joseph came but just left. Nico is leaving soon. I miss them so much(: Friday's dinner was the best. I miss you guys so bloody much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workwise, I'm fine. Done my work during Saturday. More or less slacking now. Thats all. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7278501993088922280?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7278501993088922280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7278501993088922280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7278501993088922280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7278501993088922280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='A hello.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4066265887213266111</id><published>2009-03-28T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:42:13.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams do come true even bad ones.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been blogging in ages. I miss rugby and tennis. A div is much more fun. I want to play at that level. Fuck the leg. I really shouldnt have played for Bdiv. Fucking dont take trainings and matches seriously obviously you are not going to win shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Roddick wins at Sony(: Its Sunday tomorrow. Heh, busy day. One more week till I can walk without a limp(: I would be going to watch Sicc training soon. Miss tennis, miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's fine. A little stressful and taxing. But all is fine. I just want to walk and run again. SO FUCKING BADLY. Bye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4066265887213266111?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4066265887213266111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4066265887213266111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4066265887213266111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4066265887213266111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams-do-come-true-even-bad-ones.html' title='Dreams do come true even bad ones.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4310113399013201612</id><published>2009-03-11T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:58:56.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the best</title><content type='html'>Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather interesting day. It got tiring towards the end though. Today was Friday's timetable. Which meant that I finish school at 11.10. Awesome day! Started off with council shit. Nothing lah. Tok presentation! OWNED IT MAN! Manely was like sooooo impressed and gave us merits:D I love tok now. My subject mannn. Kidding. HAHA. Business after that. Watched a video on Enron. Then people started falling asleep. One part there was like this stripper club. I was stoning at the video, then like it was actually unsencored and all. HAHA. I woke Brian up. 'Dude, is that real tits' LOL. Okay. Sick. But it was quite funny. I told madam she showed us a R21 show. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung with Aubrey and Brian. Singing and being retards. Did Physics lab report as well. Then baby came, she accompained me for a bit. Brian then brought me to new block and gave me his ipod and made me wait outside his cubicle waiting for him to take a shit. We were singing together. Idiots who came in kept looking at me. As if I want to look at them piss. PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming after that. Funn(: Too many retarded stuffs happened. Tuition after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it(: Love all. Bye all.&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4310113399013201612?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4310113399013201612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4310113399013201612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4310113399013201612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4310113399013201612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-best.html' title='You&apos;re the best'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2598841215598699865</id><published>2009-03-10T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:35:47.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not looking forward</title><content type='html'>Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much is happening. First term of school is ending soon. Oh well. Nothing much. Not in the mood. Bye all. Happy holidays(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2598841215598699865?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2598841215598699865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2598841215598699865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2598841215598699865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2598841215598699865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-looking-forward.html' title='Not looking forward'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-9217023142367284265</id><published>2009-03-07T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:17:26.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss tennis so badly:(</title><content type='html'>Hello all &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss tennis so badd. I realise right, I really do love tennis the most. Fuck this. Tennis will be the one and only sport when I recover. Actually, its probably my only option. Anyway, Bob and Mike Bryan the sexy twins gave the US a 2-1 lead against swiss. Too bad Federer. You're going to get owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's going to be hetic. As every Sunday. I wana watch Laura Croft. Its showing on channel 5 tonight but I have tuition. Angelina Jolie! HOTNESS. Anyway, there's a new THE ROCK movie. One of the first few things I'm going to do when I recover. I really cant wait for that. CAN YOU SMELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, thats about it. I shall ask my dad to rent Laura Croft. Andy Roddick shall finish off the Swiss tonight. Yes he shall. Bye peoeple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNGKKqF_MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iVqMkGeMKNo/s1600-h/capt_042e60b5f9cb4e63a6013ab9502171e7_switzerland_us_davis_cup_tennis_aldm111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310665526073490626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNGKKqF_MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iVqMkGeMKNo/s320/capt_042e60b5f9cb4e63a6013ab9502171e7_switzerland_us_davis_cup_tennis_aldm111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNGk9Lm_KI/AAAAAAAAALE/Z6F4YiO4EMw/s1600-h/capt_1c8c593cc20243e3885985460638c380_davis_cup_switzerland_us_tennis_aldm108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310665986312436898" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNGk9Lm_KI/AAAAAAAAALE/Z6F4YiO4EMw/s320/capt_1c8c593cc20243e3885985460638c380_davis_cup_switzerland_us_tennis_aldm108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNEnu_RdII/AAAAAAAAAK0/I2mYxqFnv6o/s1600-h/fe1d955b6ffee8da5cb331425000cd4c-getty-84271204ms012_davis_cup_us_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310663835018949762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNEnu_RdII/AAAAAAAAAK0/I2mYxqFnv6o/s320/fe1d955b6ffee8da5cb331425000cd4c-getty-84271204ms012_davis_cup_us_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The U.S Davis Cup team. I love every single one of them. But the sexiest one is the one holding his cap in his hand and with the awesome hairstyle. ANDY RODDICK!!! &lt;3333!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-9217023142367284265?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/9217023142367284265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=9217023142367284265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9217023142367284265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9217023142367284265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-tennis-so-badly.html' title='i miss tennis so badly:('/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbNGKKqF_MI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iVqMkGeMKNo/s72-c/capt_042e60b5f9cb4e63a6013ab9502171e7_switzerland_us_davis_cup_tennis_aldm111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-9110313300361388576</id><published>2009-03-06T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:02:57.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got friends</title><content type='html'>Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been alright. Going for jamming soon. Yay. Out of my house. But oh well, I have to do it. Blah blah, meeting baby pie as well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah oh woah oh woah oh! I love that song. But it keeps playing, and I'm going to get sick of it soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick wins his davis cup match(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbHxmJNG1bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FS6DjMMv26Q/s1600-h/a6119bd9f706bc0479418c32d855d3a5-getty-84271203ms018_davis_cup_us_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310291073254741426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbHxmJNG1bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FS6DjMMv26Q/s320/a6119bd9f706bc0479418c32d855d3a5-getty-84271203ms018_davis_cup_us_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbHxw8Hzv5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/eEBON7GVEHI/s1600-h/b6738ce0684020bbe3c7a06ccdbcd11b-getty-84271203ms017_davis_cup_us_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310291258721419154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbHxw8Hzv5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/eEBON7GVEHI/s320/b6738ce0684020bbe3c7a06ccdbcd11b-getty-84271203ms017_davis_cup_us_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss tennis :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-9110313300361388576?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/9110313300361388576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=9110313300361388576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9110313300361388576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9110313300361388576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-got-friends.html' title='I&apos;ve got friends'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SbHxmJNG1bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/FS6DjMMv26Q/s72-c/a6119bd9f706bc0479418c32d855d3a5-getty-84271203ms018_davis_cup_us_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4952832211418045907</id><published>2009-03-04T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:56:52.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy One Year Annivarsary love&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our one year anniversary(: One year passes so fast, nothing's changed really baby. Oh just one thing. My love for you increases with each day(: I love you Dulcena Yen Yu Lin&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy one year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/Sa6Wgzjg4GI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hlU6KCJS478/s1600-h/family+fiesta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309346501055537250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/Sa6Wgzjg4GI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hlU6KCJS478/s320/family+fiesta.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/212165188946231526-4952832211418045907?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4952832211418045907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4952832211418045907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4952832211418045907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4952832211418045907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-one-year-annivarsary-love3.html' title='Happy One Year Annivarsary love&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/Sa6Wgzjg4GI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hlU6KCJS478/s72-c/family+fiesta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2034767369065116839</id><published>2009-02-26T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:23:10.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she was the one to hold me</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been home all day this week. Surgery went well, recovering well. I think. Sigh sigh, so troublesome. Everything I do I need someone to help me. Feels so useless. Anyway, yeah. Doesnt mean I have been slacking can. I've done my math and physics homeworks due next week! HA. But its really a bore to stay at home the entire day and look at Frisky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be back in school on monday. Kinda sucks. HAHA. I prefer to stay at home and do work. Home schooling is the best! I slept a lot too! Ah. But I do miss my school mates and baby pie:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all. There's really nothing to blog about these days. Singapore life is too boring. Oh, I've been skyping with Jo like almost everynight. So thats good:D BYE BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2034767369065116839?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2034767369065116839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2034767369065116839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2034767369065116839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2034767369065116839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-was-one-to-hold-me.html' title='she was the one to hold me'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3093170431178354518</id><published>2009-02-21T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:06:22.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be strong</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been blogging in ages. Life has not been easy for me for the past few days. I tore my ligament and meniscus during a rugby match. Surgery this monday. Sucks. Really sucks. Anyway, be happy. I'm talking to Joseph now. I miss him so much:( Wifeeee&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An epic statement :&lt;br /&gt;Jo says:&lt;br /&gt;as u can see the left biscepts are the size of your thighs now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about. I'm hopping about the entire day, studying or playing. Thats about it. Bye all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3093170431178354518?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3093170431178354518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3093170431178354518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3093170431178354518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3093170431178354518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-strong.html' title='Be strong'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1116919470140423441</id><published>2009-02-14T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:10:42.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day(:</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day to all(: Will blog abt today another time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SZbs2_7W70I/AAAAAAAAAKE/cX6XUkVtCTI/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302686040892829506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SZbs2_7W70I/AAAAAAAAAKE/cX6XUkVtCTI/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you baby&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1116919470140423441?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1116919470140423441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1116919470140423441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1116919470140423441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1116919470140423441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day(:'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SZbs2_7W70I/AAAAAAAAAKE/cX6XUkVtCTI/s72-c/IMG_0280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8459347239572500708</id><published>2009-02-13T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:46:48.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ball of fun</title><content type='html'>Hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather fun day. The eve of Valentines(: Started off with chapel, then Rugby meeting, TKK house meeting. Blah blah. Business class. It was quite fun and interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;After business went to give forms to respective teachers. Busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tennis with Desmond after that, then TKK meeting for a bit then tennis again. Called Wife! &lt;33. Heard his voice after sooo long. We like dedicated taylor swift for him. Wanted to dedicate love story, his favorite song. But like it was playing the whole day already. Omg, I miss Joseph. All of us talked to him(: Bastard going on a date tomorrow. Cheeky bastard. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Went to NLB thingy. HAHA. Didnt win the lucky draw. Oh well. At least it was one of us. If not we would all be losers. HAWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to talk around with baby, her sisters, Desmond and Nick. Bought food, omg there is like the ultimate food place. If one is loaded, there is the right place to tuck in. Its like bras prasar(smth like that) shopping complex I think. I'm definately going there again man. ONE DAY ONE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back for Rugby. It was the best training I've been to in ages. Even though it was damn tough. I had to lift a fucking person 10kg heavier than me for two times and some one 5kg lighter than me two times(: Which wasnt so bad. But omg. My back hurts now. We played dog and bone. At first, it was very competitive, but when like at the last one, coach called all the numbers. In the end everyone was like diving over the ball trying to protect it but no one bother touching it. It was damn funny. Especially Desmond. Omg. Fugging retard. HAHA. Then Coach gave us a Valentines day gift. Which was meant for our girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay guys, I give you all Valentines day gift which will make all your girlfriends very happy. Down push up position. Abs of steel time.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking funny. Omg, then year 6s were fooling with the coaches after training. Felton, Jian Ming, Russel and Desmond were like constantly making fun of them. Then coach ben kept driving back telling them to do 20 or whatever punishment. Made my day:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked out with Jeus to meet Nick at holland. There was some stalker stalking us. HAHA. Stupid Jeus being an idiot. Ate at hawker. I just bought drinks. Diet diet. HEHE. Yup. Thats my day. Bye all(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8459347239572500708?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8459347239572500708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8459347239572500708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8459347239572500708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8459347239572500708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/02/ball-of-fun.html' title='A ball of fun'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1295462377013102167</id><published>2009-02-07T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:59:54.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that feeling</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real busy. Finished my physics! Chinese is like halfway done. I dont really want to do it! Haha. I hate chinese. Business done too! Yay. Going to have English tuition soon then drums lesson at Nick's and Math tuition at night. I think there's something to do for English. Hmm, shall get that sorted asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be a busy day. I think I shall make my CAS blog now. Haww. Sorry brownie! I cant go with you to that racket thingy. Real busy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1295462377013102167?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1295462377013102167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1295462377013102167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1295462377013102167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1295462377013102167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-feeling.html' title='that feeling'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5638385907367016114</id><published>2009-02-04T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:18:28.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 11th baby love&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SYmxq2GOcRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/0vWkZi4Tez8/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298961786212348178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SYmxq2GOcRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/0vWkZi4Tez8/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this girl so much&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a stressful day. I dont have loads of work. But the english presentation is quite stressful. I forgot how to do so many literary devices. It pisses me off. Anyway, first SATs class today. It was rather okay. Glad that the teacher is NOT too boring if not everyone will seriously sleep during that three hour class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Nico, Nick, Desmond and JOOO! On msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nico says:&lt;br /&gt;brb i go sleep&lt;br /&gt;Jo says:&lt;br /&gt;how is that brb?&lt;br /&gt;Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;Yah lawl?&lt;br /&gt;Nico says:&lt;br /&gt;be right back tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a fucking epic. HAHA. I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy 11th month baby cakes! I love you so much&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5638385907367016114?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5638385907367016114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5638385907367016114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5638385907367016114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5638385907367016114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-11th-baby-love3.html' title='Happy 11th baby love&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SYmxq2GOcRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/0vWkZi4Tez8/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5467680518605585993</id><published>2009-01-28T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:43:19.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's going to be alright.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;High fever from yesterday till like this morning. Suffering the whole of last night. Horrible. Went to the doctors today, got medicine, went back home to sleep. Woke up, felt much better. Fever went down to normal temperature. Just need some rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roddick beat Djokovic and he is into the semis against federer. HOHOHO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sent Joseph off yesterday. Will miss you loads wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SYBg38LcPDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/d7XgBW-0wAU/s1600-h/joseph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296339675950890034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SYBg38LcPDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/d7XgBW-0wAU/s320/joseph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/212165188946231526-5467680518605585993?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5467680518605585993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5467680518605585993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5467680518605585993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5467680518605585993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-going-to-be-alright.html' title='it&apos;s going to be alright.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SYBg38LcPDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/d7XgBW-0wAU/s72-c/joseph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7641127753276258544</id><published>2009-01-24T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:45:23.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my friend.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Joseph's farewell lunch. It was okay, for a last min thing. Ate at SICC bukit. After that, Me, Chloe, Joseph, Nick, Nico, Desmond, Ally, Jonny and Felton got on the shuttle to go out, but we waited for like half an hour before the bus moved. That half an hour passed quite quickly prob because we were talking about rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe left, took a bus home herself. Dont know if she got lost on the way home. HAHA. Kidding, Jonny and Felton went home. The rest of us went to Desmond's house to meet Jeus the Pizza and went to play golf. Stayed at Desmond's house for a bit then went to the golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours of golf. Ally was so bored and made everyone feel guilty. KIDDING. Haha. Ally left halfway. I used the driver and hit 150 yards. HAHA. It was fun. I guess, only Jeus and Desmond can play. I forgot gold entirely so my balls some of them went like in front of me. Sounds wrong. WHATEVER SICK PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for family dinner after that. Steamboat buffet. Only ate one bowl of rice and the rest all the different kinds of food. Not bad. My diet is on its way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nick's house for my last stayover with Joseph? He leaves on Tuesday. Ah well. All of us will send you off bastard. I swear I'll bring a chain to chain you to Singapore. HAHA. Kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick won his match in straight sets while Federer is forced into a fifth set. WHAT A NOOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends are friends who care about you and gives a shit to whether you are okay or not. Laugh with you when you are laughing and give you a hug when you are crying. Everyone wants to have many friends, be popular with their peers. I rather one true friend than 100 people who smile at you and pretend to be close to you. I'll miss you Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SXwYdqA81iI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Wb-fNZIBuIg/s1600-h/macs+dinner,+me+jo+and+dez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295134159654409762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SXwYdqA81iI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Wb-fNZIBuIg/s320/macs+dinner,+me+jo+and+dez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago. We are Pigs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7641127753276258544?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7641127753276258544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7641127753276258544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7641127753276258544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7641127753276258544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-friend.html' title='my friend.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SXwYdqA81iI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Wb-fNZIBuIg/s72-c/macs+dinner,+me+jo+and+dez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-875361262135763894</id><published>2009-01-23T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:12:46.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know that</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebrations in school today was rather fun. I had a good laugh, havent had one in the longest time. Lunch with baby at Sushi Tei, it was supossed to be a date, but one hell and a pigeon crashed it and ruined everything. KIDDING. Ate then, went back to school. They were rushing me at 1.15? When the announcement clearly said we were supossed to be back in school at 1.30. BLAH. Took a bus to turf city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rugby field is soo far away. After reaching the field and putting down our stuff, we went to buy ice and water. Training started around 2.30, ended at what time? Fucking 6pm. It was damn sick. I was freaking tired and dying from the heat. Mainly the heat which were spoiling all of our moods. Physical for god knows how long. Then spilt to Forwards and Backs and Adiv played against B div soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now its much better as we have an actual opponent to pratice on and all. After training walked back to the bus and went home. Tuition from 8-10pm. Wee, so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick won his match in straight sets AGAIN. Moving on to the fourth round:D Thats all for now. Bye all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-875361262135763894?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/875361262135763894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=875361262135763894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/875361262135763894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/875361262135763894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-that.html' title='you know that'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5789159651522846288</id><published>2009-01-22T04:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:03:10.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its different</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather interesting day. Free period in the morning, had chinese. SLCLB for the win. Break, English was rather fun. But didnt have the right mood. I was too lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was okay. Just that I'm so tired during lessons. Almost got my handphone confiscated today. Thats not good. Walked home after school. Had tuition, feel better now. I've cleared all my homework, I just need to get stuff for History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School isnt the same anymore really. It sucks because it will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5789159651522846288?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5789159651522846288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5789159651522846288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5789159651522846288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5789159651522846288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-different.html' title='its different'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3844369632823657909</id><published>2009-01-21T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:12:10.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats the point</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGCSE results out today. Quite disappointed with my results. But I shant go and regret this and that. Its over, I got my 3Bs and 3Cs in my HL, SL subjects. Move on to IB. I dont get it whats the big hoo-ha about that. I mean you're just going to make yourself feel worse. Seriously. In the end its the IB that matters, not IGCSE. So my fellow year 5s, work harder and press on for the maximum points for IB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after school, went to da poalo with Joseph, Nick and Jeus. Nick and Jeus went back to school while me and Joseph went to 7-11 and bought a surpleeee. However you spell it. Rugby training was horrible. I felt like puking. Went for haircut after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank Mr Lee Khin Thern who taught me physics. I came into year 4 failing physics badly like having Es and Ds for my grades. For my prelim, I got a D for physics. He talked to me about stuffs. I teared when he was talking to me, because I felt I could do better. So with his help and sacrifices, willing to stay back after classes, making time for me during study break. All the effort has come through, and finally, I've obtained an A for Physics. I cried when I saw it and ran to him and gave him a hug. I'm proud to say that he has been the biggest motivation for me. I may not be the best student, but I'm really grateful. There's no other words I can put it, but thank you Mr Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people say about ACS(International), the teachers, the schoolmates, the food. I say forget the small negative things and look at how much effort the teachers are putting in to help every single one of us obtain the best of our ablities. I love ACS(International) and am proud to be in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3844369632823657909?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3844369632823657909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3844369632823657909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3844369632823657909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3844369632823657909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-point.html' title='whats the point'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7035710608082081941</id><published>2009-01-20T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:15:57.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>Hi all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been blogging in ages. This blog is dead anyway(: Doesnt matter. Orientation 2009 has just finished and school has begun. Orientation was alright(: Orientation is orientation, nothing much to say about that:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started yesterday, had a long IB talk. After that went to eat cold rock with baby, sisters, marcus and ruggers. They went home soon after and we walked back to school for training. It kinda sucked because I didnt bring boots because Zong Xi told me didnt need to bring. In the end I found out that we were using the field and therefore needed boots. So I borrowed Desmond's boots and it wasnt seasoned. So I ended up having a blister on my foot. But training was good, in the sense that it was productive. My fitness needs mending(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rugby went for tennis training. Jo, Nick, Nico and Desmond followed. After playing tennis, we ate at 19th hole and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day that lessons started. Only Physics and Maths started teaching, the rest were just telling us what were we going to do for the next one and half years. I have had homework from History and Math but all done already(: Yay. I have to be like super hardworking to cope with IB and I will(: Yup. IGCSE results out tomorrow. I guess its only right to say that I get the results that I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick through the first round of Australlian Open, winning 6-0, 6-2, 6-2. WHOOT(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SXXcGYkF1hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Xp5eDL5LEt0/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293378939275040274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SXXcGYkF1hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Xp5eDL5LEt0/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7035710608082081941?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7035710608082081941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7035710608082081941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7035710608082081941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7035710608082081941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-long-timw.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SXXcGYkF1hI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Xp5eDL5LEt0/s72-c/IMG_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6304154212688688423</id><published>2009-01-04T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:06:44.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10th Month baby cakes&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say, Happy 10th Monthsary Baby love! I love you soo much! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287422944765509218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SWCzJ3__fmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/whK6WVXRS6k/s320/love+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SWCztTITYVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8fKdnygY_iQ/s1600-h/love+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287423553343545682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SWCztTITYVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8fKdnygY_iQ/s320/love+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you oh so so much&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-6304154212688688423?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6304154212688688423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6304154212688688423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6304154212688688423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6304154212688688423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-10th-month-baby-cakes3.html' title='Happy 10th Month baby cakes&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SWCzJ3__fmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/whK6WVXRS6k/s72-c/love+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4369019840573061725</id><published>2009-01-03T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:41:59.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where the skies are blue</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife and Nick stayed over last night. Had very little sleep, lots of talk. Woke up my Joseph's irritating alarm and went to holland for Crystal Jade breakfast! Baby and her sisters met us then they left then we made our way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole day of orientation preparation. Tiring, I was so sleepy. Oh well(: Its like that. Blah blah. Walked out and mummy picked me from starbucks. Lazy to blog lah. Forced by baby cakes:( Kidding! I love you still!&lt;3 Tennis training tomorrow. My brother begged me to go. Well, more like irritated me till I said yes. Haha. So angry! My Itunes isnt working as it supossed to! Going to have to uninstall and all again. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katy Perry is the bombshell. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SV95ErarsxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eRxC7Ozmi3w/s1600-h/Katy+Perry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077608837329682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SV95ErarsxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eRxC7Ozmi3w/s320/Katy+Perry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together, we'll find a place&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/212165188946231526-4369019840573061725?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4369019840573061725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4369019840573061725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4369019840573061725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4369019840573061725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-skies-are-blue.html' title='where the skies are blue'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SV95ErarsxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eRxC7Ozmi3w/s72-c/Katy+Perry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2884708529950829262</id><published>2009-01-01T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:17:45.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year!</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2009. Wife and Nick stayed over last night. Counted down, just the three of us(: HAHA. Funny. Everything almost went well. Oh well, nothing's perfect:D Wife made the rest of my night though. I should record his laughter and put it up one day because ITS SOO FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldnt really sleep. Talking about like stuff, Wife kept tickling my feet and pretending he didnt. Trying to scare me. I know you too well boy. HAHA. Nick was too tired to do anything. HAHA. Oh well, after a while Wife was like. Omg its damn early already, we better go sleep. HAHA. 5amish. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 1230ish. They woke up soon after, ate lunch then went home. Yup. Dinner, then now I'm here. Brother is starting school tomorrow. Nice to have 18 more days? HAHA. Oh well. Happy new year to all. Dont really feel like blogging now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2884708529950829262?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2884708529950829262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2884708529950829262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2884708529950829262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2884708529950829262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year!'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7158234185167853221</id><published>2008-12-27T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T07:22:10.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day.</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 11ish. Went to walk frisky then went home, showered. Walked out again to holland and met with Toh Balls. Ate at some chinese restraunt. We're both sick(: Went to school after that. We split up. I didnt do much today. We got dismissed around 4plus. We went down and played with the supermarket trolleys. He went inside one and I was supossed to push him out, but once we went down the steps, I lost control then the trolley crashed into the ledge. Fucking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we raced on the trolleys to the end of the road. Everyone was like looking at us, but we didnt have school uniforms on(: HAW. Met with Joel, Aubrey and Luke at Bukit Timah Plaza. They were already playing poool. Played pool with Brian. He won 2 games to one. All the games were so close like black ball left. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to play LAN after that. Dota. So fucking funny. Joel and Brian dont know how to play. Then the bot bought diffusal blade then left 7 charges. Then Joel shouted, OI SHIT! How come the bot got 7 diffusal blade! Me and Luke burst out laughing. Another one was when Luke told him he could click lothar and could Wind Walk then Joel would be like 'OHHHHH' and then start laughing with the retarded laughter.After losing the dota because my mouse cocked up so I quit then I asked Luke to use my hero then he use but Aubrey went to sell the items. So he quit. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that played CS. Joel is fucking funny. After he died he like slammed the mouse ten times. The lan was so noisy of the ah bengs shouting stupid things, like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monster kill sound echos from dota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah beng 1: 'EH I MONSTER KILL! I KILL A LOT OF MONSTER'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole group laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the fuck is that man. HAHA. After LAN we went to eat hawker and then Joel, Aubrey and Luke went to Cascaden while the sick birds went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. They are so funny. Sucks that Joel is leaving next year. Oh well. Its night time now. Heh, hibernation mode. Bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she said i'll lie here to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7158234185167853221?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7158234185167853221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7158234185167853221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7158234185167853221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7158234185167853221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-day.html' title='another day.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8233035122115587039</id><published>2008-12-25T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T05:56:20.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone. Baby left for HK this morning. Will miss you loads. Woke up around 10ish and went down to open presents. Only mine left as whole family had woken up wayy earlier. Frisky came to join me! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for lunch at Nadaman. Yumms. Didnt really do much in the afternoon. Watch Yesman! Omg, its such a good show. Its damn sweet and nice. Jim Carey is damn funny. BUT, Zooey Deschanel is DARN HAWT. Omg, actually I think that girls with bangs and long hair look good. The show was damn sweet and I recommend everyone to watch it. Its the kind of show which I would watch more than once. I cant find a nice photo of Zooey Deschanel, but I will find it soon! OMG. In love with the show. Blah. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. Thats about my Christmas. Somehow. Bye(:&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/212165188946231526-8233035122115587039?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8233035122115587039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8233035122115587039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8233035122115587039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8233035122115587039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1635805852230708690</id><published>2008-12-24T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:51:57.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last christmas</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas eve today. Woke up around 830. Called baby at 845 and I spammed call little miss brownie. Stupid girl was sleeping till 11 when we were suppossed to play at 10! You owe me! Went to baby's watched Grey's with them. I still dont get the show, like so many characters. HAHA. Doctor stuff so complicated and scary. Urgh! All that blood! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to bath and I was outside reading book. Then Clarence wanted to dota(: Yay. Played played then they finished bathing then went out to eat chicken rice. After that I went to get a cab. Freaking shit got the damn van. Went to Brian's. Damn funny, the cab was waiting for me. So I ran up his hill and he was running to me with open arms. HAHA. We hugged and kissed. Presents. Merry Christmas Toh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for facial. Yes, she gave me a free massage. So it was like facial and massage at the same time. But my face still like burned like anything. I hate it how after they press then they put the antiseptic. So annoying, it stings like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy family more stuff then went back for dinner. Omg, turkey was yummy like anything and it was ENORMOUS. We didnt manage to finish it. Save for tomorrow. Gave frisky the bone, it was damn big. He enjoyed it! HEE. After that watch Prison Break. I love love love love love love it. Its like the best heart thumping show. I dont that heart thumping is the word. My english has deproved. Oh well. Merry Christmas to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to a lot of people for not getting them presents. I have no money at all but I shall give asap. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas already. A year has passed so quickly. Lots of things have changed, except for that one thing I hate about Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its coming back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1635805852230708690?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1635805852230708690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1635805852230708690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1635805852230708690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1635805852230708690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-christmas.html' title='last christmas'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2920691898891434903</id><published>2008-12-23T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:28:23.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can we climb this mountain</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 645 and kept trying to call and wake baby up for her netball thing. But she didnt pick up. Called and messaged a million times. Then she called like at 740 and said she finished bathing. LOL. Had a massive headache. Couldnt go back to sleep. I had broken sleep actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10ish. Watched heroes. Its the end of volume three. Fucking scary now. Volume 4 in feburary! Cant wait. Played dota with daffy later then got changed but baby was going to meet emily so waited around a bit. Blah blah, walked out, waited for 106. Met baby and emily at fareast. Bought food and ate. Baby's siblings came soon after then they went Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the big group of them walked around getting presents for their families. After walking around and shopping, I had to go and meet my brother. Left with Emily Bom Bi Bi. She just makes me want blackberry more! Cant wait till next year and I get it. Haha, I just hope mummy allow for the plan. Anyway, met with my brother then bought his speakers, went to holland and repair PSP then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn sick. My throat hurts like hell and now my nose is acting up. Dammit. Didnt Xmas shopping with Toh balls. Our $500 shopping. HAHA. Dropping by his house tomorrow. Tennis tomorrow with little miss brownie, havent seen her in agesss. Yay I get my cheesecake and many more brownies from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be a busy day. Lala. I hope I recover by tomorrow. Bye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you mean it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2920691898891434903?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2920691898891434903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2920691898891434903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2920691898891434903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2920691898891434903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-we-climb-this-mountain.html' title='can we climb this mountain'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8021415907913624077</id><published>2008-12-22T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:28:35.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>now its your turn</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Hong Kong. Wonderful trip. Well, good to be away from the Singapore thing. Haha. I met up with quite a lot of people there. Had to take care of some 13 year old girl for a day. Gosh it was tiring. I started having the Hong Kong accent, the speaking english kind of thing. Its real funny. I had to talk like that if not its difficult for them to understand. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sarah and her family. Me and daddy went to sports bar to watch Liverpool against Arsenal. It was damn fun. Fucking Arsenal got away. Liverpool should had taken that match. Oh well. The food there is excellent. I learnt a bit of cantonese. I just hope I dont forget it too soon! I'm into The Killers now. So awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph is overseas now! Dammit. So bored. Oh well, I just watch prison break. Now for heroes. And I found a new show. I guess its something like friends. But I love it! HAHA. Its 'How I met your mother' such an interesting title for a series eh! Yup yup. I'm going off now. Bye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody told me you had a boyfriend, who looked like a girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8021415907913624077?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8021415907913624077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8021415907913624077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8021415907913624077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8021415907913624077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-all-just-came-back-from-hong-kong.html' title='now its your turn'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-890369480526961646</id><published>2008-12-11T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:58:08.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will we say we had our fun</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at nine. Talked to baby till 930, realised I was late for the match. Joseph called, asking me to go to Nick's and get his slippers. HAHA. As usual. Barker match won, Independent match lost. Oh well. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Wifey went home. Me and jeus went to buy icecream. We ate two each. HAHA. Pigs. Then went to holland and ate noodles. Then went to Plaza Sing and met up with baby and her sisters, David and Andrew. Then walked around for a bit then went to watch Bolt with baby. Quite a cute show. So many nice movies at this period of time! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent baby home then went home. Tired. Oh well. Thats about it. Bye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its wrong for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-890369480526961646?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/890369480526961646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=890369480526961646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/890369480526961646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/890369480526961646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-we-say-we-had-our-fun.html' title='will we say we had our fun'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7302452529119866335</id><published>2008-12-10T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:21:30.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurts inside</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the dentist in the morning. Hurt like hell, hurts like Daffy. HAW. Went home, then went to meet Baby, her sisters, Yan meng and Alex. Went to Waffle Town then went to Alex's played guitar hero and tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and baby cabbed to pick Wife, then went to school, she went off. Training was alright. Tiring I guess. After training me, wife and Jeus went to Burger King and ate. I had a craving for coke/pepsi. During training I was so dehydrated, the water didnt seem to help. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner and talked. I guess things are going to be different next year. Sent them to Nick's then went home and watched Prison Break. Yup, bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7302452529119866335?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7302452529119866335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7302452529119866335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7302452529119866335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7302452529119866335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/hurts-inside.html' title='hurts inside'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-269929168993346788</id><published>2008-12-09T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:51:02.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so whats the plan</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright. Brought my brother for haircut in the morning. Went to Nick's. Played guitar hero again, so awesome. But as nice as that night, because it was only me playing. Haha, oh well. Soon soon! Then we made our way to fetch my mum then went to funan. Met with Joseph there, then went to hunt for a labtop. Found one, came with plenty of free stuff as well. Yay, I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's back. Waiting for her to come home from her outing. Lala, I want to watch so many movies but just dont have the time! Body of lies, Quarantine and YESMAN, coming soon. Yes, thats about it. Bye all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take my hand, we'll make I swear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-269929168993346788?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/269929168993346788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=269929168993346788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/269929168993346788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/269929168993346788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-whats-plan.html' title='so whats the plan'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4946568316396282196</id><published>2008-12-08T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:51:42.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>living on  a prayer</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. Been back for quite some time already. Stayed over at Nick's yeesterday. Played guitar hero world tour. Its so fucking fun. I wish I could get it! So awesome! I want to play it again! Whoaaaa! We slept at 7. HAHA . Fucking funny. Woke up around 2. Oh well.  I'm into old rock now. Bon jovi style! All because of guitar hero! Shit man, its so damn awesome. I really really hope I can get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is coming back tomorrow&lt;3 Yay. This blog has become like quiet and all, its dead. I prefer it this way. Haww. Joseph is damn funny. Crackes me up all the time. Yesterday was awesome. Bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've got each other. thats enough for love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4946568316396282196?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4946568316396282196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4946568316396282196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4946568316396282196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4946568316396282196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/12/living-on-prayer.html' title='living on  a prayer'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7373157242134319103</id><published>2008-11-27T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:26:33.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Japan</title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been blogging in ages. My blog was locked. But now it isnt! I'm in Japan now. Haha, i miss miss miss my baby love! See you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7373157242134319103?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7373157242134319103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7373157242134319103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7373157242134319103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7373157242134319103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-japan.html' title='In Japan'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1120225856039264572</id><published>2008-11-16T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:11:14.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay for a while now</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late today. Didnt make it for tennis. Fuck. I need to train. Getting pissed of this. I keep skipping my trainings. Bother bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, past three days have been whacko. Too much to say. It was fun. Wife has been the bomb&lt;3 I shall summarise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, after exams! I went for my flu jab. Then went home got changed and went to baby's. After that went to meet guys  and their tuition teacher at United Square. Buffet. The bomb, the chicken was heavenly. HAHA.  Then we went back to Nick's. Played poker, roullette. With drinks. I went to sleep first. I woke up to Nico's voice 'Guys, I'm not feeling right' Then comossion with Joseph and Nick. Then I hear a waterfall, it was the fucking bear vommitting. Gosh. Went to sleep downstairs with Wife on a couch&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Woke up around 8ish. Went for training, but went for OGL meeting instead. After that went home got changed met baby at holland and they went shopping for Prom. After that baby got her ear pierced. We played Lan. I went home, got changed, went to Nick's then went for speech night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that me, Joseph and Nico 48-ed to serene for macs. I poured out some shit I wanted to tell them for ages. Thanks guys&lt;3 We went back to Nick's and dota-ed. Then went to watch mirrors. Fucking shit scary. Luckily I dont look at the mirror too often. HAHA. Fell asleep after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Woke up at fucking 1.30 in the afternoon. They woke up soon after then we went to get Wrath of the Lich King. Yay. Went back home! Nooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! Two days of staying over at Nick's. Love Wifey for everything&lt;3 Rugby soon scrumhalf. Hawww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looks like that was all i could get.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1120225856039264572?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1120225856039264572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1120225856039264572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1120225856039264572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1120225856039264572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/stay-for-while-now.html' title='stay for a while now'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7476514514938932344</id><published>2008-11-12T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T07:40:59.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the last one</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper tomorrow. Staying over at Nicks for the next two days. In that time, I will complete through the fire and flames on GUITAR HERO THREE. For now... Vp/w = Vp - Vw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick withdrew due to an ankle injury. Federer got lucky! I dont get it though the 27th seed replaced him, I thought 10th seed would. Anway, cant wait till tomorrow. Two nights of insanity. Been a long time since I've been in a sleepover. Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you&lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7476514514938932344?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7476514514938932344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7476514514938932344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7476514514938932344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7476514514938932344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-last-one.html' title='its the last one'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8070711436194924154</id><published>2008-11-08T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:19:14.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unleveling</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a boring day. AGAIN. Did work in the afternoon, till 6? Then rested for a bit then went for tuition. Admath now. Hee. Yeah, happy happy. I'm doing better now.&lt;br /&gt;The Shanghai Masters begin today! I want to go there NOW. I wish I could at least watch it! Roddick for the win man! Sexiest! The press conference for it just finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtUxyrpvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qsjAcX_AiQM/s1600-h/ac1697b611f24b4d3223561284cf35ad-getty-83555652ms007_tennis_master.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266305911754565362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtUxyrpvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qsjAcX_AiQM/s320/ac1697b611f24b4d3223561284cf35ad-getty-83555652ms007_tennis_master.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could be one of them now! AHHHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtf2BBx-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/C6MIi7qb4y0/s1600-h/0123507c79c13ee9182a4cbb7bff2273-getty-83555652ms031_tennis_master.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266306101867038690" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtf2BBx-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/C6MIi7qb4y0/s320/0123507c79c13ee9182a4cbb7bff2273-getty-83555652ms031_tennis_master.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot hot hot hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtrDEdXJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0k6j0sx8u58/s1600-h/631a0bc33501ea3fbc466aef85097d63-getty-83244785hb039_atp_masters_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266306294349651090" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtrDEdXJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0k6j0sx8u58/s320/631a0bc33501ea3fbc466aef85097d63-getty-83244785hb039_atp_masters_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the best Andy Roddick for the Shanghai Masters! I'll always be behind you! Number one fan! &lt;3333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;she said dont.&lt;/em&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/212165188946231526-8070711436194924154?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8070711436194924154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8070711436194924154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8070711436194924154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8070711436194924154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/unleveling.html' title='unleveling'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SRWtUxyrpvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qsjAcX_AiQM/s72-c/ac1697b611f24b4d3223561284cf35ad-getty-83555652ms007_tennis_master.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5247171996031679848</id><published>2008-11-07T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:51:39.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking out</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day! Well, not really. But for the first part of the day. Physics paper was WHAM man. Now i appreciate why our prelim was so damn difficult. WHOOT. For once I'm confident in Physics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to eat in Holland with Jo, Desmond, Nico, Aubrey and Nick. Then they went home. I went home, suppossed to dota with them but I somehow couldnt. Yeah. So i did NOTHING. Till tennis! Yay, I miss it. Oh well. Saw Little Miss Angry after god knows how long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da bao and went home. Yup. Thats about it. Bye people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll hang on, somehow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5247171996031679848?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5247171996031679848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5247171996031679848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5247171996031679848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5247171996031679848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/freaking-out.html' title='freaking out'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8842145033715010949</id><published>2008-11-06T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:36:22.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>light the kerosene on fire</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Chem paper. Totally fucked up. I hate Chem. Its not that bad, but I cant get what I want. Fuck it. Physics next year. I get to see the picture now. F=ma! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just done with Physics tuition. I did one paper, 70ish% Happy dozzle. Now have to remember definations and formulas and I'm off to bed. So exhausted by this studying. I tell myself. Tomorrow's Physics paper will be just like another Physics paper. HAHA. My mind is just Physics. I need to relax myself. So stressed. I feel like going training tomorrow. I miss it&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I'm happy, I'm happy. There might be a Rugby camp soon. YES. Haha. We were talking after the Chem paper. Blah blah, my Chem teacher wants an A. How now brown bromine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when there's no support, one cant walk properly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8842145033715010949?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8842145033715010949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8842145033715010949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8842145033715010949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8842145033715010949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/light-kerosene-on-fire.html' title='light the kerosene on fire'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4804013038981025720</id><published>2008-11-04T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:20:59.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 8th Month Baby Cakes&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 7.30 by baby's call. Went back to sleep, I could'nt even open my eyes properly. Finally woke up at 11.30-11.45. Got ready and went to ACS(I). Waited from 12.30 for baby to finish. Gave her a suprise! Her sisters and fattybombom_92 was there as well. Fattybombom_92 went off then went to buy lunch. Cabbed to baby's place and ate and went home soon after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, watched prison break. So fucking sad. Its really sad when people sacrifice their lives for another. Bagwell died. So sad, I started crying. Haha, its really sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for tuition after that, did all the topics which I'm not really sure. I guess I'm ready? I promised him an A* hope I can deliever:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadal withdrew from the tournment! Shit! Federer is top seed! RODDICK IS 5TH! Roddick for the win! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Video from Avenged Sevenfold! Damn cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy6aPff1Vz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy6aPff1Vz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4804013038981025720?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4804013038981025720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4804013038981025720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4804013038981025720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4804013038981025720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-8th-month-baby-cakes3.html' title='Happy 8th Month Baby Cakes&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4517443777844364874</id><published>2008-11-03T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:51:05.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many hearts destined to break</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 1120. Had Physics tuition from 12-2. I hate Mcq. I get more and more frustrated. I was damn pissed. I dont know why. HAHA. Fucking scoring 25-30. OMG. Then studied Chem till 5. Rest for a hour, then Chem teacher came. Did paper again. Even worse, from the fist eight questions, i lost 6 marks. I got angry again. OMG FUCK IT. Haha. I cant believe it get angry during tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Emath the next day. The maraton will start from Wednesday till next Thursday. Then its over! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go now, bye. Shanghai masters have been pushed forward. On the 7-8th nov? Roddick all the way! Watch this video. Its lovely. Sysnster Gates have such big arms! OMG. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6oT3yW2BUM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m6oT3yW2BUM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4517443777844364874?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4517443777844364874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4517443777844364874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4517443777844364874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4517443777844364874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-many-hearts-destined-to-break.html' title='How many hearts destined to break'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-1297175880549565069</id><published>2008-11-02T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:22:48.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've been alone</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather good day. Went to Godparents house this morning for a bit, and played a bit of tennis. I miss it. Gosh. Then went to Paragon and lunched there. Got my coffee again! I love the coffee from cofee club. Plus its free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had Chem tuition from 3-5. Did work till 6. Left for dinner at Godparents place! YAY! First, it was appitiser, Salmon sashmi! SO GOOD! Then it was soup, loved it! Then came the pasta. Its DARN GOOD. Omg, seriously, I have never tasted any other yummier pasta. THEN came the best. LAMB. WHOOO. I ate nine pieces. WHO CARES! I love it! Then my Godfather gave me redwine. HAHA. I gave my brother telling him it was Ribena. He took at and spit it out. HAHA. Damn funny. Then Desert was cholocate fudge with vanilla icecream. OMG THE BEST! Today was like the best dinner I have had in dont know how long! LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played guitar hero after that. FUN FUNER, FUNIEST. Alright. Thats about it for now. Tomorrow is study day again. Few more days and its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've always been true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited so long just to come, hold you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm making it through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been far too long, we've proven our love over time’s so strong, in all that we do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The stars in the night, they lend me their light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to bring me closer to heaven with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemistry teacher sent me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'The secret of sucess is not to try to avoid or get rid of or shrink from your problems; the secret is to GROW yourself so that you are bigger than your problem'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Alrights. A new day tomorrow. Bye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-1297175880549565069?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/1297175880549565069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=1297175880549565069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1297175880549565069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/1297175880549565069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/youve-been-alone.html' title='you&apos;ve been alone'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5170673393148467601</id><published>2008-11-01T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:01:32.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doc, I'm dying</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was goodie. I guess. Cant wait for tomorrow. Math in the morning. Very good&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went to laze around. Dinnered, then did work till 10ish - 11. My shoulder hurts. I dont know why. Slept on the wrong side of my bed. Thinking if I should go for tennis tomorrow. I have to wake up early to go there anyway. Might as well! YAY. One hour only. Relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrights. Nothing else to blog. Bye all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween! Love it&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQx9KhVVzHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3unN90K02sM/s1600-h/wwe+halloween+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263719684189310066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQx9KhVVzHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3unN90K02sM/s320/wwe+halloween+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;world so cold, a world so wrong&lt;/em&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/212165188946231526-5170673393148467601?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5170673393148467601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5170673393148467601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5170673393148467601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5170673393148467601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/11/doc-im-dying.html' title='Doc, I&apos;m dying'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQx9KhVVzHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3unN90K02sM/s72-c/wwe+halloween+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4349558055509772343</id><published>2008-10-31T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T05:00:06.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're doing fine.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4 ish last night. Did physics and Chem. Slow improvement. Woke up at 8ish, left to SICC and tried to study there, my brother was playing psp. Then we went to play table tennis. Went home, then went to school. Gave baby ham and cheese. She went for her exam, I studied in the library. She went home after that. Went to Starbucks, I'm drinking too much coffee. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had tuition. Going to have another soon. I'm so bored. I cant study now, my brain is dead. I remember from mice and men 'if a guy can die if he gets too lonely' something like that. Really means something. My brother went for a Halloween party. I really regreted not going tennis. Fuck it. I'm going on sunday. I have shit to trash out. I'm going on next friday. Veron! If you see this I'll be there! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are busy, the world is revolving. I'm alone. Its going back to what it seemed like. My music is boring me. I really cant wait till the fucking exam is over. 10 days later, tennis tournment. Will be seeing people I have not seen in ages. Including little miss brownie with my cake ready:D I miss rugby, I miss tennis. In rugby, where in the midst of giving up, there will always be someone to support you. I miss those days. Two sciences and two math left. My brother is giving me motivation(: Smart aleck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday! Lamb at Godparents place. I keep thinking about the future because right now, there's nothing to look forward to. I need rest and start studying. I shall be a loner(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick against Tsonga. Hmm, pity that Djokovic lost. If not Roddick will ace his ass. I wish I had cable tv or something, in that way I would be a much happier person rather than refreshing the page for scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uttering nonsence. But oh well, I'm bored. Physics tuition soon, loads of questions. I shall go entertain my dog. I'm sure he understands! Pets are so lonely, when their owners are out, they have nothing to do! I love Mr Frisky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you dont know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4349558055509772343?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4349558055509772343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4349558055509772343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4349558055509772343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4349558055509772343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-doing-fine.html' title='you&apos;re doing fine.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3910120064481032296</id><published>2008-10-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:40:37.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drinks &amp; laughter</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an alright day. Woke up around 11ish. Did work till 3plus ish. Then had tuition from 4 - 545. Got ready got Gala dinner. Sat in Nick's table. Its was alright. Quite fun. Haha, we ordered the bread like 7-8 times? Maybe even more. The food was alright, but not my type. The more high class the food is, the more wierd it tastes like. The tomato soup was spicy. Haha, then one point of the dinner, something horribly wrong happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph: 'Eh? how come the napkin is blue?'&lt;br /&gt;Me: I took the napkin from him and it was on fire, and my thoughts was processing, what in the world is wrong, oh, a fire. So I started fanning it. THEN IT GREW BIGGER. HAHA. So I put in on the floor and Jared's face was WHAT THE FUCK! Then he put it out with his shoes. OMG. Damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;Jared: 'Oh my god, thats fucking dumb. Seriously, you guys are fucking lame, what the fuck man'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started laughing. HAHA. I felt damn stupid. We laughed about it for like 10mins. Yepp. The desert wine was darn good. Its like the best wine in Australlia. Its like peach shit. Joseph and Desmond like kept taking from me and I kept asking for more. HAHA. Then they had no more:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, there was this like Jazz band, for they did it with their mouths. Like beat boxing, but in Jazz. They were fucking good. Chris was very impressed. One of them could sing like a girl. That good. Wonderful. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick won! Place in the Shanghai Masters is CONFIRMED BABY! I wish someone would go and get his autograph for me! Liverpool won as well. HAHA. Hull lost to Chelsea:( HAHA. Thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, now I'm here. Not going to sleep tonight. I had my coffee and ready to go(: Physics and Chem. Bye all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let go. She said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3910120064481032296?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3910120064481032296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3910120064481032296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3910120064481032296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3910120064481032296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/drinks-laughter.html' title='drinks &amp; laughter'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3242757439800854325</id><published>2008-10-28T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:44:36.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it has to happen</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day, in studying means. Met Brian, Joel and Brian's mum at holland. Me and Joel bought lunch back. Ate in school, then went to library. So, very productive, sat there, burn my ass and did all the way till 6. Went to Pamela and Mr Lee for help. Happy, did econs AND physics. Two mcqs for econs and two papers for physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we walked to holland and talked. About our childhood and ... people. HAHA. Damn funny. We understand each other! HAHA. So funny. Went to eat carrot cake then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home watched heroes. Prison break is next week and the next episode of heroes is two weeks later. I dont understand why when its the last few episodes the interval is TWO FREAKING WEEKS. Roddick is going to play soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Econs Mcq tomorrow. Hope I'm well prepared enough and dont screw up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its all the same, repeats itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3242757439800854325?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3242757439800854325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3242757439800854325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3242757439800854325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3242757439800854325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-to-happen.html' title='it has to happen'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5098590003387415203</id><published>2008-10-27T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:45:31.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQXh93JEcwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9UOHG0Vb3nY/s1600-h/DSCN5695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261860192542552834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQXh93JEcwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9UOHG0Vb3nY/s320/DSCN5695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQXhznkMfiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/26qfdq9U5m4/s1600-h/1_268758644l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261860016562667042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQXhznkMfiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/26qfdq9U5m4/s320/1_268758644l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking though my photos. London days. One of the best days of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5098590003387415203?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5098590003387415203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5098590003387415203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5098590003387415203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5098590003387415203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-it.html' title='i miss it'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQXh93JEcwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9UOHG0Vb3nY/s72-c/DSCN5695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5162788486894430128</id><published>2008-10-27T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:17:59.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jealousy is an ugly word</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went by quckily. No more school for my brother. What an ass. Anyway, tuition in the morning. Not really tuition, cousin came to teach me again. HAHA. Funny funny. ECONS MCQ! Haha, each time I made a mistake he will give me the face, you okay? Making me feel DAMN DUMB. But yes, he got A for his A levels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise how my family is so damn smart. HAHA. My dad was like telling the difference during dinner. Me and him are the bullshit talkers. HAHA. My brother got 6A1s and 2Bs. HAHA. Fucking triple science class next year. HAHA. Dinner today was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been revising my sciences. Fucking Chem and Physics. BOTHER. I hate science, so memory. BLAH. What can we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love secondheartbeat ending solo. In love with it. I quote from M.Shadows 'my boy Sysnster fucking gates' I think Zacky Vengence is hot. Its a new week, PRISON BREAK AND HEROES NEW EPISODES! AWW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool won Chelsea 1-0. AW. Too back suckers. We broke your streak. HAHAH. Hate Chelsea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll pray by the grace of god that there's somebody listening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5162788486894430128?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5162788486894430128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5162788486894430128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5162788486894430128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5162788486894430128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/jealousy-is-ugly-word.html' title='jealousy is an ugly word'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6172081590964368459</id><published>2008-10-25T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:58:49.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit paper was alright! Hope to score! Anyway, A7X concert was good but could have been much much better. Firstly, because they played so little songs. Secondly, Syn gates guitar was not plugged in properly and the sounds were screwed up. BUT! It was good. I shall upload photos soon. It was super rough that concert. Suprised Aubrey and Chris made it out alive. Haha. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12 today, super tired. Did work till 5ish. Ate dinner, boring day. I'm so bored. I need something to do man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are webcam photos of my girlfriend and her sisters. I swear hell's face IS DARN FUNNY. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing... The stoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMiDWXXmUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AmIEZmWaFYM/s1600-h/stone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261086230637418818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMiDWXXmUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AmIEZmWaFYM/s320/stone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhv0ksgoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/X1t6BKgu_cQ/s1600-h/sweetie+pie.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oh shit I lost my game face! I tried to copy it. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhoThHEvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XFhs7NWSK0Q/s1600-h/ohno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261085766016504562" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhoThHEvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/XFhs7NWSK0Q/s320/ohno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. THIS IS THE FACE. ITS DAMN FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhhJB00WI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3uSodvGj3j4/s1600-h/the+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261085642941845858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhhJB00WI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3uSodvGj3j4/s320/the+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AGAIN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhac2TBmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oaXpIfwkbyE/s1600-h/daffy+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261085528003118690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMhac2TBmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oaXpIfwkbyE/s320/daffy+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love A7x's humor. This is a compliation of videos they did 15 mins before they go out and perform. ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUAw7BzJIZ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUAw7BzJIZ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-6172081590964368459?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6172081590964368459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6172081590964368459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6172081590964368459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6172081590964368459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-all-lit-paper-was-alright-hope-to.html' title=''/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQMiDWXXmUI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AmIEZmWaFYM/s72-c/stone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-726076992827715254</id><published>2008-10-23T19:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:31:39.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AVENGED SEVENFOLD TODAY.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lit paper is on its way. I keep hearing in my head 'You may begin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT. Avenged Sevenfold is next. YES. Finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzXU8KPJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-j6rBWKuwNY/s1600-h/l_1053aa3c64e402c4cf35d15d08efc590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260542315596496018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzXU8KPJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-j6rBWKuwNY/s320/l_1053aa3c64e402c4cf35d15d08efc590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzRMLISJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Op3mLCDcj1U/s1600-h/l_885f377eedbff1711648cefc7f8d5627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260542210164148370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzRMLISJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Op3mLCDcj1U/s320/l_885f377eedbff1711648cefc7f8d5627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzBR5rVII/AAAAAAAAAF8/sZj4fiHwXfs/s1600-h/l_f3a582ee101baf6f759863a0eaf74a1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260541936823653506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzBR5rVII/AAAAAAAAAF8/sZj4fiHwXfs/s320/l_f3a582ee101baf6f759863a0eaf74a1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M SO EXCITED. But first, A FOR LIT. Haha, I hope. Bye peoplezzzzz&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-726076992827715254?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/726076992827715254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=726076992827715254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/726076992827715254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/726076992827715254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/avenged-sevenfold-today_23.html' title='AVENGED SEVENFOLD TODAY.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SQEzXU8KPJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-j6rBWKuwNY/s72-c/l_1053aa3c64e402c4cf35d15d08efc590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5716771186781092914</id><published>2008-10-23T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:25:48.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AVENGED SEVENFOLD TODAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5716771186781092914?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5716771186781092914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5716771186781092914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5716771186781092914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5716771186781092914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/avenged-sevenfold-today.html' title='AVENGED SEVENFOLD TODAY.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4133511532679306069</id><published>2008-10-23T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:49:38.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, so I shall blog. Haha, doesnt matter if I go on hiatus or not, I doubt anyone reads this shit. Anyway, tomorrow is Lit paper. AND AND AND AND AND. AVENGED SEVENFOLD! I really cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want them to play everything! Hopefully, Blinded in Chains and Betrayed. It is rare that they will play that. I LOVE IT. Roddick won 7-6 7-6. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I watched Prison Break. Its fucking sad! NOOOO. I'm going to cry soon. Heroes! EVEN BETTER. Next year lost! OMG OMG OMG. They are the best of the best. Haha, no wonder they get like awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Study Lit now!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how i miss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4133511532679306069?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4133511532679306069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4133511532679306069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4133511532679306069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4133511532679306069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-god.html' title='dear god'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2836913990887683524</id><published>2008-10-19T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T07:58:26.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll go through this.</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs tomorrow. Start of IGCSE. Bye bye, on hiatus(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2836913990887683524?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2836913990887683524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2836913990887683524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2836913990887683524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2836913990887683524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-go-through-this.html' title='i&apos;ll go through this.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6867715879339378935</id><published>2008-10-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:52:38.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wife&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is dedicated to Mr Joseph Hoon turning 16. I'm one day late, but I was too tired yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Wifeee! I LURBB EIUUU WORX WORX WORX. KISS KISS. HAHA. You've always been the best of the best friend! MUACKSSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to upload all the smexy photos of you! HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPns0cnl0SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0tXgQ9yIjXg/s1600-h/Joseph+hoot.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258494425711366434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPns0cnl0SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0tXgQ9yIjXg/s320/Joseph+hoot.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This photo never fails to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPnu_bqmmfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VeanoTOHdNI/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258496813457381874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPnu_bqmmfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VeanoTOHdNI/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did this! Blink ga ling ding jo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPn7ckurLRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/63cCeOBGACs/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258510508246117650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPn7ckurLRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/63cCeOBGACs/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where we were all at the rugby dinner 2 years ago and when this picture came up the slideshow, Joseph blushed. HAHAH. I remember his 'mhatt' hair. And this was there the adnormal came about! HAHA. Two years BABY! I miss rugby! FUCKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPoFDSp_NCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jiIxR_JPlIg/s1600-h/n528282342_799338_752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258521069014168610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPoFDSp_NCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jiIxR_JPlIg/s320/n528282342_799338_752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. I LOVE THIS SHIT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPoF1ttzSXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/hiB4qkAwWMY/s1600-h/DSC08909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258521935271381362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPoF1ttzSXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/hiB4qkAwWMY/s320/DSC08909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really laugh my ass off when i see this. AHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough enough. I have so many more&lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best quote from you 'okay quek, wake me up in 5mins' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5mins later. 'zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-6867715879339378935?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6867715879339378935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6867715879339378935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6867715879339378935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6867715879339378935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-wife3.html' title='My wife&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPns0cnl0SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0tXgQ9yIjXg/s72-c/Joseph+hoot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4886664529558998357</id><published>2008-10-16T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:01:00.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the moon cant compare with you</title><content type='html'>Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like a school day. I spent almost the whole day in school. Went to study in Miss Pamela's room then class started, Toh Balls came along. Yeah. Then me, Toh, Joseph and Nico went for lunch at Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toh and I walked back, Joseph and Nico went to nick's house. We studied in the library. Econs notes! Happy happy. Almost done. Then we went to play word challenge, then I lost to Toh 6times. HAHAH. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, then after that he went for dinner, I didnt really do anything, was too tired already. Waited for baby to come, she was suppossed to come at 6.30 but came at 7.30:( Spent some time with her then went home for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother got back all his results. 2Bs and rest all As. High ones. Fuck, I cant believe he did so well! 92 for lifescience, which is bio. HAHA, and he hates bio. Oh well, smart ass. Now I'm pressured to do better or as well. Fuck, this suckss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Roddick won his match on Madrid! AND HE SHAVED BALD! THIS IS A CALLING! Yes yes yes, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPdXCo-yemI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1kar9xis4iA/s1600-h/d467cd9404783bd629110aa16fbb5a1e-getty-tennis-atp-esp-madrid-roddick-robredo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257766792850471522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPdXCo-yemI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1kar9xis4iA/s320/d467cd9404783bd629110aa16fbb5a1e-getty-tennis-atp-esp-madrid-roddick-robredo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture, its so coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPdW3wDdajI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Nu3K71DaeHE/s1600-h/capt_19f153856b064321bfd9c8f9b80bb2c4_spain_madrid_tennis__masters_pw825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257766605770549810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPdW3wDdajI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Nu3K71DaeHE/s320/capt_19f153856b064321bfd9c8f9b80bb2c4_spain_madrid_tennis__masters_pw825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idolism&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;over the moon&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4886664529558998357?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4886664529558998357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4886664529558998357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4886664529558998357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4886664529558998357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/moon-cant-compare-with-you.html' title='the moon cant compare with you'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SPdXCo-yemI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1kar9xis4iA/s72-c/d467cd9404783bd629110aa16fbb5a1e-getty-tennis-atp-esp-madrid-roddick-robredo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6676520999318424161</id><published>2008-10-15T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:11:36.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jealousy turning saints into the sea</title><content type='html'>Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an okay day. Fun actually. Woke up around 8ish, then called baby. Went to holland, Brian and Gralf met me at ya kun. Bought breakfast for baby then went school give her. Went to office with Desmond to print his Econs. Then went back to Miss Gina's room to study for a bit. After that went for lunch at holland with baby and her sisters and David. Went to buy bubble tea, walked in the HOT SUN. Gosh i was sweating like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went school gave people the bubble tea, then went to study in the library. Study till 3.30, then went to playground to play with little baby&lt;3 HAHA. Then cabbed home for tuition. Okay, now a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, I suppossed to meet Joseph and Nico at Paragon because I REMEMBER VERY CLEARLY that Joseph said 'okay I wait for you' Then on the way there, I kept calling Jo's phone no reply, then some guy picked up and sounded different from Jo. I thought it was Nico. Haha, so i scolded that guy 'FUCK LA SERIOUSLY WHERE ARE YOU!' Then the person hung up. Then I reached paragon then still the asshole didnt want to tell me where was he. So I decided to call the Head Girl, my mummy. Then Jo was with her. BASKET. Haha, and he lost his phone in the taxi and the taxi drvier had it. HAHA. WHOOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet them, then ate SO MUCH. Buffet, HAW. Me, Joseph, Nico, Desmond, Anton, Mummy and Elden. Ate $200. I dont know. Then the menu was in Chinese and according to Joseph, every 100g of food you waste, they fine you $5. I still dont believe it. HAHA. Dinner was fun. Roderic came and left with Anton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally's mum sent me, Joseph and Desmond back to Thompson Plaza, then me and Jo cabbed from there. My wife sent me home and I went to watch the Chinese show! Funny! Yup, so here I am now! Hee, see you guys&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just cant look, its killing me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-6676520999318424161?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6676520999318424161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6676520999318424161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6676520999318424161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6676520999318424161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/jealousy-turning-saints-into-sea.html' title='jealousy turning saints into the sea'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8528435065133666429</id><published>2008-10-14T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:44:58.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost and insecure</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been blogging in ages. Busy thats why. HAHA. Study leave is now, studying. Today went to fetch baby to school, breakfast at QQ noodles! Went to school, she went for econs, I went for physics. Did papers, then went to library to do math with chloe. Baby came out once in a while, then we went out to eat lunch at Burger King then went back to school. Baby went to canteen and played my psp. I stayed in library, mummy helped me with one question! Finished then went with baby to holland and get her bubble tea drink. She was so high on the way there. On the way back I was telling her about heroes&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random ang moh girl came up to us and stared and asked 'are you guys boyfriend and girlfriend?' Then we were like 'yeah' then she was like 'oh okay, my friend dared me to do that' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Then went back school then walked out again as she needed to go home, then on the way out I told her about Prison Break!&lt;3 Then she and Hell got into a cab and went home. I walked back to school to study and the same ang moh girl came to me and started laughing. I laughed back louder at her and walked off. HAHA. What a loser. I wanted to shout 'FUCK YOU BITCH!' Even though she didnt do anything, but her guts were annoying me. but she was too small. I'm so nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied in school, went home watch chinese show! AHH. So funny. yeah, thats about it. Madrid tournment! Roddick for the win&lt;3 I miss tennis. As well as many other things. Blake just lost in the second round. UNBELIEVEABLE. :( Federer is going to lose! HAHA. I hope Roddick gets to play against Djokovic again, SHOW THE ASSHOLE HOW TO SERVE! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright thats all, bye people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;black hearts and lipstick smeared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8528435065133666429?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8528435065133666429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8528435065133666429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8528435065133666429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8528435065133666429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-and-insecure.html' title='lost and insecure'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-9093716372521006822</id><published>2008-10-06T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:42:13.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we call for change</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was school. Chinese studied in library with Jo and all plus Mummy. Talked a lot(: OGL meeting. PE. I wish Jo and all were in my PE class. This PE class is soo boring. Blahh. Anyway, physics! Did with Jo, we finished all the handouts can! Well expect for a few questions, BUT STILL. Haha,it was fun fun fun. Emily/Liz/Joseph kept hiding my chicken chips. I waiting two weeks to get it! Satisfied by it(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucnh was alright. Econs, nothing. I did work(: Chemistry was filing, rather gay. After school, hung around in the canteen then walked with baby to holland, she went home, I went home for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who try to act like people they arent. You look like a greater idiot trying to be somebody else. Seriously, like talking, acting like other people. ARGH. Oh well, its quite funny looking at them. The whole world can see it. I feel like saying somemore, but I shant. I shall keep it to myself(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next year. Europe trip! Should be going. Next year seems promising. Probably its the exams that is making me feel so screwed up these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why cant i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-9093716372521006822?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/9093716372521006822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=9093716372521006822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9093716372521006822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/9093716372521006822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-call-for-change.html' title='we call for change'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5419935086305998869</id><published>2008-10-05T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:40:59.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got a confession</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off right now. I did ALL my physics/chem/econs hw to watch three episodes of heroes. I loaded episode two and three. Halfway watching episode one WHERE IT JUST STOPPED. OMG I HAVE TO LOAD IT AGAIN. SO FUCKING PISSED! ROARR. So exciting. I miss it soo much. OMG, i have waited SOO LONG for season 3 to come out. FUCK FUCK. I WANT IT NOW NOW NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bxrgi65l7rE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bxrgi65l7rE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5419935086305998869?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5419935086305998869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5419935086305998869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5419935086305998869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5419935086305998869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-got-confession.html' title='i&apos;ve got a confession'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8719220021677043431</id><published>2008-10-04T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:03:54.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th month love&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was okay, woke up, called baby, talked for a bit. Tuition, went for lunch till late. Came home, slept and went for dinner. Now I'm here. Roar, blogging is so boring nowadays. Anyway, IGCSE are in two weeks time, yeah, scary eh, its finally here. Oh well, bye people, there's nothing to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8719220021677043431?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8719220021677043431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8719220021677043431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8719220021677043431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8719220021677043431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-7th-month-love3.html' title='Happy 7th month love&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-359977167471083421</id><published>2008-10-01T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:16:19.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>speak for yourself</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10. Called baby, talk for a bit. Went out for lunch at wheelock. Came back studied with Frank. His exam is tomorrow and finishes on Wednesday. DAMN. Only an asshole studies one day before exam and aces it. HAHA. Oh well, did quite a lot of stuffs today. Contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of paper. Thats my excuse for not studying tonight. HAHA. Watched prison break episode 6! OMG. FUCKING GOOD. Seriously your heart cant stopbeating man. I was watching with Frank and we were COME ON COME ON RUN! Moving on, tomorrow school, chemistry mock test. Sigh, sciences are taking the shit out of me. Memorise and memorise. In Mr Cobbs expression, USELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to learn his key features thing. Then he will not call me useless! HAHA. I'm in love with song Boston. So beautiful. Makes me want to play piano again. Oh well. Andy Roddick is playing in the Japan Open now! He won! OF COURSE. I wonder how tiring is it to be a tennis player, travelling across the world playing in tournments. How to have time for yourself and family! But its great, doing something you love PLUS earning money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, you little bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go now. See you guys. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-359977167471083421?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/359977167471083421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=359977167471083421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/359977167471083421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/359977167471083421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/10/speak-for-yourself.html' title='speak for yourself'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-4928575456039366704</id><published>2008-09-29T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:35:34.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the start of another week. Woke up around 7ish my baby's call. Got ready for school. Did chem with Pal in the canteen. Yay, rushed though homework THAT WAS NOT DUE TODAY. BLAH. Break nothing, cannot remember. P.E played badminton with Nick and we lost ALL GAMES. Whatever lah. Physics later. 57/80(: Okay lah, average marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, Econs. Did chem mcq during econs. Chem was okay, went though paper. The day went by quickly because there was chinese and pe. After school went to get back tennis racket then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition, then helped baby with her english coursework and now Joseph is helping me with Chem&lt;3 Yups. He is SO FUNNY.  Blog another day, busy night tonight(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-4928575456039366704?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/4928575456039366704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=4928575456039366704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4928575456039366704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/4928575456039366704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2430569995074455464</id><published>2008-09-28T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:44:07.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so i pretend</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 9 plus again, called baby. Went for lunch at paragon, mummy bought me stuff! OMG. I cannot believe she actually bought it! Anyway, went home, baby was tuitioning. Studied econs and played guitar hero on facebook. I'm so shit at it now. Its harder to play on the computer anyway! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition, did math, then next tuition! 58/80 for paper two. So pissed. I hate myself when it comes to Admath. BLAH. I need 65! Anyway, F1 is over. Dad had seats at the Paddock Club. I should had gone with him. So exciting! HAHA. So many crashes. Oh well, I have no idea who won, I dont know his name. Anyway, screw it. People are more interested in WHO WON THE CHINA OPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDY RODDICK BABY! Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN-XYJH1wpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CytzJ07WThg/s1600-h/6a25ce3e63162f8b1a770a164fffebdd-getty-82697636lwx001_tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251082131558744722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN-XYJH1wpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CytzJ07WThg/s320/6a25ce3e63162f8b1a770a164fffebdd-getty-82697636lwx001_tennis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the mascots! ITS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i remember waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2430569995074455464?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2430569995074455464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2430569995074455464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2430569995074455464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2430569995074455464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-pretend.html' title='so i pretend'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN-XYJH1wpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CytzJ07WThg/s72-c/6a25ce3e63162f8b1a770a164fffebdd-getty-82697636lwx001_tennis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7863092343637528188</id><published>2008-09-27T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:47:43.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I took her out, it was a friday night.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my laptop back! Finally! I can start blogging now(: Yes, today was an okay day. Woke up so many times. Officially got up at 920! Called baby, talked for a bit. Went to bath, person came to give me the laptop went for tuition. After tuition baby was playing dota again! HAHA! I seriously cannot believe it! Ah well, after that we both went to study, did econs. After that helped baby with her english then helped dad do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, then did more econs! (: Takes soo long to study and do econs. Right, I'm going to watch the F1 for a bit later! HAHA. So cool, I didnt know our roads were like that! I like the lewis or Mc Claren dude. I dont even know how to spell his name. Anyway, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was like browsing though old photos from last year and I found this!~ I seriously seriously miss this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN44s-GfF0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/H04QtvMj_bA/s1600-h/n736162181_370708_7310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250696560796178242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN44s-GfF0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/H04QtvMj_bA/s320/n736162181_370708_7310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph looks FUCKING COOL. I love love 2007 rugby. Awesomest people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, Roddick is playing his semifinal match now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN448AYi47I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fQ16w5kdlWI/s1600-h/824102db019de2c95a92d06bb989275d-getty-82697514gn004_2008_china_op.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250696819106833330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN448AYi47I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fQ16w5kdlWI/s320/824102db019de2c95a92d06bb989275d-getty-82697514gn004_2008_china_op.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the sexy bend&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unable to contact baby now:( I'm sad. Where are you!!! Haws. I wish I could vacum my nose right noww. BYE ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get the feeling right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7863092343637528188?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7863092343637528188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7863092343637528188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7863092343637528188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7863092343637528188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-all-got-my-laptop-back-finally-i.html' title='I took her out, it was a friday night.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SN44s-GfF0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/H04QtvMj_bA/s72-c/n736162181_370708_7310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5429550058181997830</id><published>2008-09-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:40:31.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not insane</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick post. I havent been blogging in ages. My labtop is spoilt. Coming back tomorrow. Now, I'm sick. I've finally done my lit courseworks! OUT OF MY LIFE! 9, 9, 17. 26.25% for IGCSE! HEE. So glad i got Mok as my teacher. Another thing. Avenged Sevenfold in Singapore. I'm going man. Its the kind of thing I cannot miss out on&lt;33 Hearts to the sexiest band on Earth. I want to buy their new live album, I wonder if i can find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roddick is playing Quaterfinals in the China Open. YAY. Alright. Blog more tomorrow. BYE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sh quiet you might piss someone off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5429550058181997830?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5429550058181997830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5429550058181997830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5429550058181997830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5429550058181997830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-insane.html' title='I&apos;m not insane'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8557537228609466843</id><published>2008-09-14T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T08:17:07.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one sentence makes a difference</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather boring, I got woken up by baby's call, talk for a bit and I went to eat breakfast. Prison break season 4 came out already!! So I watched 2 episodes while waiting for baby to come home. Micheal Scofield reunited with Sara!! His long lost 'babe' girlfriend. It was so so so so so so so so sweet and sad :( I almost cried. The best show in the world, I'm in love with it now! (Baby helped me blog till here, my internet was down but now up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tuition in the afternoon then talked to baby after that, she went off for her BBQ. I watched Episode 3. Its SOO good. Prison break, heroes, lost. Sara looks better this season man! WHOO.  Heroes is coming out soon also! SHIT. Its so exciting! Tuition, then now talking to baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool won last night! YES. Duh! The shit thing is Chelsea won was well. I hate them. THEY SUCK! Yup. Russia won the fed cup, without sharapova =( USA against Spain next week! RODDICK! WHOOT. Pawn Nadal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SM0qJyqsNEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PqwnQ3XuZCA/s1600-h/Michael-Sara-prison-break-2248700-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245895488664515650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SM0qJyqsNEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PqwnQ3XuZCA/s320/Michael-Sara-prison-break-2248700-1024-768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is so sweet. The text there is 'and they'll tell stories of us. stories of how legendary our love was. stories on how a doctor fell in love with a convict.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. SO DAMN SWEET. SO FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8557537228609466843?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8557537228609466843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8557537228609466843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8557537228609466843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8557537228609466843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-sentence-makes-difference.html' title='one sentence makes a difference'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SM0qJyqsNEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PqwnQ3XuZCA/s72-c/Michael-Sara-prison-break-2248700-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5954288410662602685</id><published>2008-09-12T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:42:06.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when it comes to this.</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright. Stomachache in the morning. Bombed the toilet. Shall spoil whoever's reading this appitite:D Anyway, chapel and all. Chinese free period, went to physics room to study with Joseph, Desmond and Nico. Desmond and Joseph was fighting as usual. Then played DJ max, Joseph sucks at it! HAHA! Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break was nothing, people were like so dao =( While I was so hyper. Econs! Boring. Lunch! Better, ate chicken! Lit, I was so tired. Then Mrs Mok gave us a break then went to sleep. Next thing i knew, she was like BRIANNN! BRIANNN! Then I woke up. HAHA. Always me! ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to watch baby play netball then went home for tuition. After tuition went for tennis! Then little miss angry came. ONE HOUR LATE! She gave me a sushi she made! YUMMY! HAHA. See! I'm complementing your sushi! Then physical and all. Went to eat after training with Veron then she had to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm talking to baby! Yays(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video! Its farking funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNK2L8-V5dQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNK2L8-V5dQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5954288410662602685?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5954288410662602685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5954288410662602685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5954288410662602685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5954288410662602685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-it-comes-to-this.html' title='when it comes to this.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2739052057620459219</id><published>2008-09-09T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:46:40.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it breaks my heart.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright I guess. Late for school for the first time this year! Man! My beautiful record! Sleeping behind, was so tired today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad-Math, went though paper. Really careless. Oh well, what to do. After that break went to library to study physics and went to ask Mr. Lee questions. Chem, got back paper. Went though it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch! Ate fried rice with Pal. Went for e-math. Okay lah, 25marks to A star:( English! We went though a paper. But it was THE MOCK PAPER. I really want to see my prelim paper! SHIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics! Joseph was so funny, we were looking at the grades at the screen and there was something blocking Joseph's marks. Then Hans was pointing at something, then Joseph moved Hans hand away, but it was a protactor that was blocking it. Laughed my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school spent time with baby and then went home. Tuition. Called baby, she's not feeling well again =( Oh well. Yeah, I'm bored. I think I shall go sleep now. Bye all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2739052057620459219?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2739052057620459219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2739052057620459219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2739052057620459219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2739052057620459219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-breaks-my-heart.html' title='it breaks my heart.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-50256050742947652</id><published>2008-09-07T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T07:49:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so she said, whats the problem baby</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a great day(: Tennis in the morning. Played doubles with Frank. Played against the same 20ish year old ang moh and bert. We were 4-1 up, then I kept making mistakes then went to 4-4. Luckily Frank didnt get angry! HAHA. Then I saw a message from my phone and won the first set 6-4!(: Won the second one 6-2. OMG YEAH. Quek brothers power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ang moh guy was being an asshole. I argued with him. HAHA. Loser. Then coach made me play singles with him! WON. 7-5. Bastard. HAHA. Fucking pissed in the morning, satisfied that I won. Then we went to get ready and went to watch movie! Money not enough two! Watched with frank, bert, the other frank and a german dude.I dont know how to spell his name. It was really funny, because they are all not from Singapore. They were trying to copy what was being said. Really funny. Then lunched and they were calling themselves ang mohs. HAHA. I swear the way they talk is SO FUNNY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went home, tuition. After tuition, baby was baking, so went to sleep for a bit. Baby called! We talked for a bit, then she went to bathe and dinner. Tuition, finished the velocity chapter! Its so tiring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are gone to the US. I was hoping they could catch Andy Roddick! Mummy's going to find for me ANDY RODDICK T-shirts! CANNOT WAIT! Watching him play already can make me improve! Coolest tennis player EVEER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow! Oh well, here it goes again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fall off a planet entirely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-50256050742947652?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/50256050742947652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=50256050742947652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/50256050742947652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/50256050742947652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-she-said-whats-problem-baby.html' title='so she said, whats the problem baby'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3848725170058422512</id><published>2008-09-05T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:02:57.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont whine</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is an okay day. Time passed by real quick today. Woke up by baby's call, she was about to go for breakfast already. Tuition till 230 i think. Baby was watching house. Tried to get some sleep but couldnt. Facial after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis! Played pretty okay today. Little miss angry wasnt there! I thought she would break her promise! Then training ended! Still no sign of little miss angry. Went to 19th hole, saw year5s again. Dabao ham and cheese and phone ring! Little miss angry here! So went back to tennis courts and played with her till 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Roddick lost! But nevermind! He played well! His play till the quaterfinals really really inspired me in my tennis. I hate Djokovic now, not because he won, he deserved to win. But that fact that he couldnt take Roddick's joke and had no sportsmanship about it. Serves him right. He got boos from the whole stadium. HAHA, what a loser. Last year people loved him, now they hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who cant take jokes, shouldnt joke about other people, he joked about Roddick before, nothing happened. I find that really stupid of people. If they can joke about other people, what not just take the joke? I mean ITS A JOKE. This thing pisses me off all the time. Oh well, people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm here. Waiting for baby to come home from netball! HEE. I miss her:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;snuggling love&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3848725170058422512?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3848725170058422512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3848725170058422512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3848725170058422512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3848725170058422512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-whine.html' title='dont whine'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-242476203822317662</id><published>2008-09-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:43:12.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sixth Month Baby&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 8ish. I keep waking up around that time! My beautiful sleep is NO MORE. OH well. Called baby, then got ready and left the house. Went to holland. Waited for baby and sushi tei to open. When she came, we walked around for a bit to kill time. 1130 finally came, we went to eat yummy yums sushi tei! Baby gave me her lovely made cupcakes! Its really nice, but she keeps insisting that it isnt! It is baby! Its really good for your second time baking! Anyway, its made up of your love, thats what's important! Thanks baby(: I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave baby her stuffs, baby started tearing:( Uh oh. Again. Hee, ate ate until our tummies were bigg. Suprised baby with roses! Hee, anyway. We went to taka, she bought her books, then we went to ps, bought her hairband! Because the pink one brokee! Two for the price of one! Really really worth it! Finally, next stop was heartland mall where my princess got her crown(: Baby went to get a pink webcam too! Hee&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to baby's house, helped her bake for a bit, then left. Went home, was so thirsty. Frisky was playing with a lizard! So funny! Anyway, tuition, improving! I'm doing to finish ten year series by IGCSE! One down! Hee, its a progress! I'm going to finish half by the end of this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S open! Roddick against Djokovic! OMG. Classic classic match! I REALLY NEED A TELEPORT TO FLUSHING MEADOWS NOW NOW NOW. Roddick's going to win! HAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've enjoyed today, 040908. I love you baby, I hope you enjoyed this day today. 19/20 more to go! Its going to FLYYY! Time flies when you're having fun(: I'm where I want to be&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make me complete&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-242476203822317662?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/242476203822317662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=242476203822317662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/242476203822317662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/242476203822317662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-sixth-month-baby3.html' title='Happy Sixth Month Baby&lt;3'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5599343711161131213</id><published>2008-09-03T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:00:57.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talking till the morning light</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a great day! HAHA. Woke up, went to gym with TOH and SIU MAI. While running I was watching Roddick's match! I shouted when he won the second set! Omg, the point was BEAUTIFUL! I really want to go and watch it LIVE. Now now now! Anyway, after gym, we went to eat. I ate very little! Trying to like make the workout efficient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dropped them home, went to school and gave baby ham and cheese(: Didnt see her for soo long! But tomorrow I will! Rushed home, tuition all the wayy till 6! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to play tennis now man! So inspired by his play! Roddick won 6-2, 6-4, 6-1! Over Fernando Gonzalez! Silver medalist for Olympics! While Federer STRUGGLED to like tyco-ly win in 5 sets. Yay, yay. Djokovic next though! Even though I like him, Roddick is still going to PAWNN. Alright, I'm so crazy about this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite all this excitement now, nothing can beat what's going to happen tomorrow. I cannot wait(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roddick! He looks hot here! LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SL6XqWnz14I/AAAAAAAAAD8/NHfcRJ81gzU/s1600-h/capt_cps_nma26_030908064106_photo00_photo_default-341x512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241793770188691330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SL6XqWnz14I/AAAAAAAAAD8/NHfcRJ81gzU/s320/capt_cps_nma26_030908064106_photo00_photo_default-341x512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241793906224017266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SL6XyRZKL3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/neZwXEMjav8/s320/37a00b4413482ad632c44f75d35618bf-getty-77849004cc088_u_s_open_day_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SL6X7FfNMSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eKrdGbRriPs/s1600-h/f70ef441d440732f4f9571d3f408af48-getty-77849004cc097_u_s_open_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241794057646977314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SL6X7FfNMSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eKrdGbRriPs/s320/f70ef441d440732f4f9571d3f408af48-getty-77849004cc097_u_s_open_day_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reminds me of that night.&lt;/em&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/212165188946231526-5599343711161131213?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5599343711161131213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5599343711161131213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5599343711161131213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5599343711161131213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/talking-till-morning-light.html' title='talking till the morning light'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SL6XqWnz14I/AAAAAAAAAD8/NHfcRJ81gzU/s72-c/capt_cps_nma26_030908064106_photo00_photo_default-341x512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-420686227068594136</id><published>2008-09-02T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:17:00.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a song that we can dance to</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 8ish, called baby. Talked for a bit then got ready to go gym with TOH. Had fun I guess, he was being an idiot as usual! He was teaching me how to abs exercises. He didnt allow me to stop. PAIN. Oh well, glad to gym again, havent been there for ages. After that we went to eat. HAHA. Screw it, the food first. After eating we went to play the soccer thing. He won like&lt;br /&gt;6-5. Yes, laughing at people playing squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to forum and he went to make his contact lenses. While waiting for him I played those Xbox games outside. It was racing and I crashing a gabazillion times, so forget it. After he was done we supossed to go shopping but I guess we were both too tired. So went home. Talked to my bored baby. She went to sleep, I tried to sleep. Couldnt. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner then did Admath! Finally started on work. Finished one paper! YAY. I'm contented now. Anyways, Roddick's going to play tonight. To the Quaterfinals baby! Deciding if I should go gym with TOH again tomorrow. 9am. Sigh. Dont know if I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like playing tennis now. Oh! I just remembered! Good luck to LITTLE MISS ANGRY/SLACKER for her doubles match tomorrow! HAHA. Go get seeded lah! Do your trademark volley shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll have you know i'm scared to death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-420686227068594136?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/420686227068594136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=420686227068594136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/420686227068594136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/420686227068594136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-that-we-can-dance-to.html' title='a song that we can dance to'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6587024784406364443</id><published>2008-09-01T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:15:50.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love will lead us</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was okay, kinda boring. Woke up around 7ish from baby's call. Talked till around nine-ish, then she went for breakfast. Got ready, went to school for physics coursework. Met Joseph at the gate. We went to class, and we were half an hour late! It started at 1045, we came at 1115! OMG. Super rush! Sat beside LIZ THE WIZ THE BIZ THE ZIZ! We like compared results SECRETLY. Exactly the same! Got a curve, then it was supossed to be a straight line. My graph sucked. Rushed, handed up paper. Wished Mr. Lee HAPPY TEACHERS DAY! Walked out with LIZ THE WIZ THE BIZ THE ZIZ! Joseph, Nico and nick. Baby called and talked to her for a bit! Liz left, and met jeus at holland. Then while they were in cold storage buying stuff, me and Joseph went to do stuff. Then sent him home and rushed home to entertain my bored baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played with her some games and she went for tuition. Watched my brother play games. Went to sleep after that. Woke up after a horrid dream, but got back to sleep. Baby called me after her tuition and we talked till late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics tuition was alright. Told him I failed. Oh well. Fuck it. Anyway, Roddick WON WON WON! To the fourth round baby! 6-2, 7-5, 7-6! Omg! He is SO going to win the US OPEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gym with TOH tomorrow. Heres to the ABS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roddick Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwCzODqv1I/AAAAAAAAADc/QXRghMAjwjE/s1600-h/42f289b273d71f40dcae41a7c64d9a1d-getty-77848992mh045_u_s_open_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067145322479442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwCzODqv1I/AAAAAAAAADc/QXRghMAjwjE/s320/42f289b273d71f40dcae41a7c64d9a1d-getty-77848992mh045_u_s_open_day_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwC9pYse1I/AAAAAAAAADk/8F72RGifXEE/s1600-h/0ab16c72b622f3e0b922c61ecf7a18fc-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067324457122642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwC9pYse1I/AAAAAAAAADk/8F72RGifXEE/s320/0ab16c72b622f3e0b922c61ecf7a18fc-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwDI19OVDI/AAAAAAAAADs/g-gHSywJj_4/s1600-h/a08ca9fc6734fd9639f26dc47a397f82-getty-77848992mh078_u_s_open_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241067516810122290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwDI19OVDI/AAAAAAAAADs/g-gHSywJj_4/s320/a08ca9fc6734fd9639f26dc47a397f82-getty-77848992mh078_u_s_open_day_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOOK AT THE HOT ABS&lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwGWMTYV8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/iiAEg2NQFck/s1600-h/randoms+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241071044681816002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwGWMTYV8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/iiAEg2NQFck/s320/randoms+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her so much&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to kiss the ones you love goodnight.&lt;/em&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/212165188946231526-6587024784406364443?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6587024784406364443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6587024784406364443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6587024784406364443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6587024784406364443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-will-lead-us.html' title='love will lead us'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLwCzODqv1I/AAAAAAAAADc/QXRghMAjwjE/s72-c/42f289b273d71f40dcae41a7c64d9a1d-getty-77848992mh045_u_s_open_day_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5489147709972761002</id><published>2008-08-31T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:36:38.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turning saints into the sea</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring. Woke up, went for grandfather's birthday lunch. Went home, tuition. Baby left for malaysia around 5ish, was super bored. Didnt know what to do. I hate sunday afternoons, especially when you have nothing to do! After that tuition again. Urm, watched TV. Waiting for baby to come home now so I can sleep. I miss her so much:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics coursework tomorrow, I dont even know what time to go! Roar. Alrights. Roddick's playing soon! Good luck sexy!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss your voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5489147709972761002?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5489147709972761002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5489147709972761002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5489147709972761002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5489147709972761002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/turning-saints-into-sea.html' title='turning saints into the sea'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-2625720730146923262</id><published>2008-08-30T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:35:32.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was okay. Did nothing the whole entire day. Roddick's match was in the morning! He lost the first set, but when the clock striked 12, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDY RODDICK! He started PAWNING. Omg! I really want to watch that match! Especially when it was midnight! I'm so going to the US open next year man! AHH. I want to go! Then Andy Roddick's birthday and I will be the first one to shout HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDY RODDICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its been a tough and long day. I'm glad to say everything's better now. Just want to say how much I love my baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlLRm9d3wI/AAAAAAAAADM/FsgAMmMAxdY/s1600-h/cdbbd068700a0b3ee03190f384263e66-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240302407310499586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlLRm9d3wI/AAAAAAAAADM/FsgAMmMAxdY/s320/cdbbd068700a0b3ee03190f384263e66-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlK5rLY_UI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aCAHhW4qoqo/s1600-h/8002861447058134a4ccb2a28e130326-getty-77849006mh128_u_s_open_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240301996125781314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlK5rLY_UI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aCAHhW4qoqo/s320/8002861447058134a4ccb2a28e130326-getty-77849006mh128_u_s_open_day_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlLGuqbmoI/AAAAAAAAADE/jtJJ7BVfnTc/s1600-h/capt_1cf7c29372a94a609dff5f51b94bc8ff_us_open_tennis_nyea215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240302220399581826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlLGuqbmoI/AAAAAAAAADE/jtJJ7BVfnTc/s320/capt_1cf7c29372a94a609dff5f51b94bc8ff_us_open_tennis_nyea215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240303081835097202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlL43wqbHI/AAAAAAAAADU/7nGsVaoQtG0/s320/capt_9f16255fb8a744dca61e560f74794345_us_open_tennis_nyea218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Andy Roddick! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody else. just you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlLGuqbmoI/AAAAAAAAADE/jtJJ7BVfnTc/s1600-h/capt_1cf7c29372a94a609dff5f51b94bc8ff_us_open_tennis_nyea215.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-2625720730146923262?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/2625720730146923262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=2625720730146923262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2625720730146923262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/2625720730146923262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-all-today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLlLRm9d3wI/AAAAAAAAADM/FsgAMmMAxdY/s72-c/cdbbd068700a0b3ee03190f384263e66-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-7225454921501334973</id><published>2008-08-29T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:48:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truly, madly, deeply.</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was teacher day celebration. Decided to go school late! Breakfast with baby and her sisters at Burger King. After that went school, sat with nico and all. Nico is like a cushion, I wanted to sleep on him! HAHA. The celebration was alright. The PA crew keeps screwing up. I wanted to see how Mr.Cobb looked like when he took a photo! He's damn funny! I miss his classes now, even though I ALWAYS fall asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to da poalo with baby and sisters then went over to babe's house. Desi was hungry, baby went to sleep. I went to get desi food from heartland mall. My legs were aching like fuck. My whole body is aching. Anyway, went back to babe's house. Then left soon after(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis! Finally, the slacker little miss angry came! Roar. Played pretty okay today. Cant expect much, havent been playing in ages and my whole body is aching all over. After tennis veron and I went for dinner. While she went to say hi to her mum, some person tickled my stomach. Stupid Chloe yeo. I couldnt see the rest of the people from where I was standing. My eyesight is soo bad. Yeah, we were watching Nadal play. I was enjoying my food. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here! Going to call my baby now!&lt;333&gt;when you look me in the eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-7225454921501334973?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/7225454921501334973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=7225454921501334973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7225454921501334973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/7225454921501334973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/truely-madly-deeply.html' title='truly, madly, deeply.'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-6922268376582152314</id><published>2008-08-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T05:38:52.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking for her dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather urgh. Failed physics as expected by eight marks. Econs B, chem D, missed C by a mark. blah, knew it. Oh well, school was very very boring. Go class, get results, do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country! It was okay, expect the senior boys was screwed up. I ended up running in the jungle, which was the long route TWO TIMES. One with fucking joshua blocking me. Paced with Joseph for a bit, then my back started to hurt, then I told him to go, then he stopped and asked me to follow. Awww, my husband, my husband. But I insisted he complete it(: So he went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt damn tired after completing. Oh well, cant blame myself. I havent been running since forever! Fatty me. After that, me, baby, daffy duck, DESIREE YEN YU TING, caren, kirstine and liz went to macs and eat. I ate so much. I knew it, whatever i lost during crosscountry was like made up in no time! Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr ramli came and dropped baby, DESIREE YEN YU TING , daffy duck and daniel chew to common wealth and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! U.S open! Andy roddick won 6-2, 6-2, 6-2! YEAH. Solid, solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLaap3iNF5I/AAAAAAAAACk/_Nbo_x2Ljq8/s1600-h/55caec523382ffd5eb917558cc5c78fe-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239545260564879250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLaap3iNF5I/AAAAAAAAACk/_Nbo_x2Ljq8/s320/55caec523382ffd5eb917558cc5c78fe-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLabaJtVhUI/AAAAAAAAACs/h7E8M9QG0FA/s1600-h/c6fef6ca1f1b5b9daf4efbe3b58aea61-getty-77849010mh064_u_s_open_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239546090077128002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLabaJtVhUI/AAAAAAAAACs/h7E8M9QG0FA/s320/c6fef6ca1f1b5b9daf4efbe3b58aea61-getty-77849010mh064_u_s_open_day_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLabmOM-ZXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rDV814A03TI/s1600-h/b1dddbfc4b1d025456bfd90f1543a683-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239546297442002290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLabmOM-ZXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rDV814A03TI/s320/b1dddbfc4b1d025456bfd90f1543a683-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is so damn sexy! AHH! 15 aces. He is going to win the U.S Open! YES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;words can affect people&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/212165188946231526-6922268376582152314?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/6922268376582152314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=6922268376582152314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6922268376582152314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/6922268376582152314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-for-her-dream.html' title='looking for her dream'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLaap3iNF5I/AAAAAAAAACk/_Nbo_x2Ljq8/s72-c/55caec523382ffd5eb917558cc5c78fe-getty-tennis-us_open-roddick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5880526895338490490</id><published>2008-08-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:36:21.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>effortless</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLVl95uP03I/AAAAAAAAACc/w_MEUeewnCk/s1600-h/randoms+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLVl95uP03I/AAAAAAAAACc/w_MEUeewnCk/s320/randoms+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239205855656661874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will i leave this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back(: Prelims are finally over. So fucked up. Dont know what to expect of the results already. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was admath, I forgot everything I've learnt. Fucking stupid. So pissed off and disappointed at myself. After school went to eat with baby and her sisters. We went shopping for a bit after that, then went to her place and watched friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby walked me to mrt station, then I went home. Tuition, I need a break of this, 3 weeks of studying? No no no. Useless also. Prelims are screwed up, what to expect, what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the more interesting note, US OPEN started already. Roddick is playing tonight(: I want to go watch, I really wish I have cable! Or even better WATCH IT LIVE! Things to do in life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, thats all for now. Bye people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little piece of heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5880526895338490490?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5880526895338490490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5880526895338490490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5880526895338490490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5880526895338490490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/effortless.html' title='effortless'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SLVl95uP03I/AAAAAAAAACc/w_MEUeewnCk/s72-c/randoms+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-5214379886892941406</id><published>2008-08-12T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:06:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats the answer</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be my lost post for a period of time. I'm going on hiatus. Prelims are nearing, few weeks wont kill, not many people read this blog anyway. So, today went to school, Admath, didnt really do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break was alright, didnt really do anything? Chemistry was the usual, I think I failed my mock, whatever. Lunch Joseph taught me Chemistry. Shit man, his Chem is damn pro. Haha, ass got so high for test. Then we did a bit of physics, then went for emath. Did this year's summer paper, it's alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no english today, dont know where he go to. So went to canteen and sutdy physics again, while Joseph was playing PSP for like the whole time, engrossed pigg. I'm more confident in Physics than Chem. Blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was productive, so happy for 38/40 for MCQ! YES! If i get A star for IGSCE I'll be damn happy man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to ask Mrs Phua some questions, then baby left. So the classroom was empty. I think I have a lot to go for Chemistry. Going to study Chemistry now. Bye all. This is my last post till 27th Aug? Till then sexies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where'd you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-5214379886892941406?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/5214379886892941406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=5214379886892941406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5214379886892941406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/5214379886892941406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-answer.html' title='whats the answer'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-767158518930019498</id><published>2008-08-08T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:42:07.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day celebration today. Forgot again that I am supossed to play for chapel. Rushed to school to pratice. Assembly was boring I was backstage doing nothing, sleeping actually(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the mascot thing, it was so funny! Ruo Chen is damn funny. Haha. We won! Yay. But greedy Daneil Chew took almost everything. Its was alright, I guess they were like celebrating more of the Olympics instead of national day. Ah well, cant really be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went with baby and her sisters to holland. Ate chicken rice then her mummy picked us up went to taka and eat,baby went for her back checkup. Followed her back home. Stayed at her place for a bit then we went to playground and all. I love her so much&lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After roaming around, we went to heartland mall, bought drinks then got a cab, sent her home then went home. Got changed for tennis. Tennis was alright I guess. Cant expect much, I'm only playing once a week and I'm getting unfit. Little Miss Angry didnt come again. ROAR. Ditcherr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tennis went to get some food, assholes man they. I said no salad they put, if it happens next week I swear I am going to complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Olympics started already, Roddick won second round 6-2, 6-2. YES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SJxpHzZi3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/agCqYW5W3N0/s1600-h/3c34760128cbc4b7b9edf29228445315-getty-81167429md047_countrywide_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SJxpHzZi3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/agCqYW5W3N0/s320/3c34760128cbc4b7b9edf29228445315-getty-81167429md047_countrywide_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232172449875025570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like his outfit. HEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-767158518930019498?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/767158518930019498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=767158518930019498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/767158518930019498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/767158518930019498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-all-national-day-celebration-today.html' title=''/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ym-rpnOWlNg/SJxpHzZi3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/agCqYW5W3N0/s72-c/3c34760128cbc4b7b9edf29228445315-getty-81167429md047_countrywide_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-8508793833117534538</id><published>2008-08-07T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:19:17.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something true</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather tiring, I think I should get more sleep. Stayed up studying chem, didnt work, i just forgot almost everything. Freaking pissed off. Anyway, woke up in the morning by baby's call. Went school, chinese teacher gave us slips of paper, everyone thought it was O level results. So scary. I dont want to know my results:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emath, did paper(: I just realised getting an Astar for emath isnt really that easy. Ah well, during break went to finish physics coursework. I better get a 6 for this man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did paper during physics! Two mistakes for MCQ! Yay! Happy happy, Econs went to Josephine Teo class. Didnt do anything, was playing PSP with Joseph. Others were playing cards can! I'm considered good already. HAHA. Joseph is a funny guy, crazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch went to eat, but it was horrible again. I end up being hungier than ever. English, rest of the class were doing mice and men presentation, Joseph is damn lucky, he anyhow talk then mr cobb very happy. Nico even worse. I swear I did so badly for this, this term my english grades are going to SUCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem mock test, kinda blanked out, I was very tired during the test. Roar. After school stayed in the canteen for a bit, baby went home. Then went to walk home. On the way home, it started to rain, I had to cram five files into my bad and run home. But still I ended up getting drenched. Mr frisky came and brightened my day(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was alright, I'm making too many careless mistakes. What to do? Its been with my since Primary one. I pray for a miracle during Prelims and IGSCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Olympics are starting in less than a day! I cannot wait! Tennis, Sprints. SHIT SHIT. Countrywide Classic is also starting! Number one seed is Andy Roddick! COME ON. Still thinking if I should go tennis tomorrow. I dont want to go there and be even more pissed, I want to vent my angerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're all to blame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-8508793833117534538?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/8508793833117534538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=8508793833117534538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8508793833117534538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/8508793833117534538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-true.html' title='something true'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212165188946231526.post-3573296180345247596</id><published>2008-08-06T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:40:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Triplets!</title><content type='html'>Hi all, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda lazy to blog in detail what happened today, but all in all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulcy my baby, Desi the NaCl and Daffy the twinie duck! Hope you guys enjoyed your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/212165188946231526-3573296180345247596?l=brinaquek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/feeds/3573296180345247596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=212165188946231526&amp;postID=3573296180345247596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3573296180345247596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/212165188946231526/posts/default/3573296180345247596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brinaquek.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-triplets.html' title='Happy Birthday Triplets!'/><author><name>quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
