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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/TAU0-494rzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/I1MRkNPKg38/s320/Albert+Einstein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-3731138678705286676?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3731138678705286676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3731138678705286676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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There’s only so much you can pile onto it before something falls off an edge and you are left to pick up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“— Jodi Picoult, House Rules&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-782969044947432143?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/782969044947432143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/782969044947432143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-i-think-human-heart-is-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-8040481490015911324</id><published>2010-05-30T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:29:45.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. I'm like going out every single day. No time for my blog. Haha. Well... Went class chalet last week. Reach there with melvin at about 8. Damn funny lah. So many people like smoking and drinking there then i akward&amp;nbsp;dunno what to do there. So just keep barbaqueing and stuff. Gao Qiang meldon they all suddenly alot of people drunk and stuff and talked nonsense. *ahem *ahem *. Supper-ed at mac then slept around 4. The toilet so weird. Got like vomit everywhere lor. Haha. So nobody dare go in. Then next day train-ed home with melvin meldon wilton and yikai. Reach home and sleep like a pig :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-8040481490015911324?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8040481490015911324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8040481490015911324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/omg_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2280841868851738910</id><published>2010-05-30T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:23:32.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to, no matter where you’re headed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“— Jodi Picoult &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2280841868851738910?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2280841868851738910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2280841868851738910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-not-equation-it-is-not-contract.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5762134801568198801</id><published>2010-05-19T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:29:46.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_P1075Mm8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/949Pn-yraU8/s1600/A+secret.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_P1075Mm8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/949Pn-yraU8/s320/A+secret.png" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5762134801568198801?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5762134801568198801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5762134801568198801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_9217.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_P1075Mm8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/949Pn-yraU8/s72-c/A+secret.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6667690545982917253</id><published>2010-05-19T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:28:45.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_P1l9wXaHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/n11rei0CJIg/s1600/I%27d+Rather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_P1l9wXaHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/n11rei0CJIg/s320/I%27d+Rather.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6667690545982917253?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6667690545982917253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6667690545982917253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_P1l9wXaHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/n11rei0CJIg/s72-c/I%27d+Rather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2436063461451496294</id><published>2010-05-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:26:14.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Omg. My results are surprisingly not the bad. Haha. Never fail anything. Woohooo! I guess my mugging really paid off. And i still can't believe i pass the freaking maths paper. I look at all the ticks as if i dreaming sia! HAHAHAHA. And omg i've been going for the past 6 days in a row. My wallet feels light. :( Ahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Still deciding whether to go class chalet this friday ornot. Like got no mood sia. But cannot pangseh gaoqiang. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2436063461451496294?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2436063461451496294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2436063461451496294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-7585705476186642916</id><published>2010-05-17T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:50:50.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEAH~ OH YEAH~ OH YEAH~&lt;br /&gt;I got back my zuper results today. Haha. Super happy lah. Geog math english chinese chem. &lt;br /&gt;I pass my maths!!! Whoohooo! p1=36/50, p29/50. Then geog i got 58/100 but can lah cause alot of other ppl fail. English about 38/50 exlcuding compo/letter. I passed my math. Chinese about 103/170.&amp;nbsp;I passed my math. Chem about 64/100. and and and I PASSED MY MATH. OMFG. Then after school went for some moctail thing then wait for meldon with melvin and yikai. Then we went beauty world slack till 8 then go home. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-7585705476186642916?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7585705476186642916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7585705476186642916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-yeah-oh-yeah-oh-yeah-i-got-back-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6285865831773235527</id><published>2010-05-17T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:18:50.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_FQLrUJugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cNX0j2rSMfQ/s1600/I+dont+know+what+to+feel+anmore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_FQLrUJugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cNX0j2rSMfQ/s320/I+dont+know+what+to+feel+anmore.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6285865831773235527?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6285865831773235527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6285865831773235527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_7679.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_FQLrUJugI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cNX0j2rSMfQ/s72-c/I+dont+know+what+to+feel+anmore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4982041823139619897</id><published>2010-05-17T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:17:36.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_FP-4L5WZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cu-OU0C-Deo/s1600/tumblr_l1pze3zzUW1qztsrto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_FP-4L5WZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cu-OU0C-Deo/s320/tumblr_l1pze3zzUW1qztsrto1_500.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4982041823139619897?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4982041823139619897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4982041823139619897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S_FP-4L5WZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cu-OU0C-Deo/s72-c/tumblr_l1pze3zzUW1qztsrto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5238737275376712823</id><published>2010-05-17T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:16:27.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The truth is we don’t know what tomorrow’s going to bring and the only thing we really have is right now. So don’t stay mad for too long. Learn to forgive. Love with all your heart. Stay up all night. Have fun. Live your life the way you want to live it. Don’t worry about people who don’t like you. Cherish and appreciate the ones who do. Just breathe, and live life the way you want and you’ll be happy with and don’t let anyone tell you you’re doing it wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5238737275376712823?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5238737275376712823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5238737275376712823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth-is-we-dont-know-what-tomorrows.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-8063303077333203854</id><published>2010-05-13T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:10:45.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it because you can’t know. You can’t ever really know the meaning of your life. And you don’t need to. Just know that your life has a meaning… Every life has a meaning, whether it lasts one hundred years or one hundred seconds. Every life… And every death… changes the world in its own way. Ghandi knew this. He knew his life would mean something to someone, somewhere, somehow. And he knew with as much certainty that he could never know that meaning. He understood that enjoying life should be of much greater concern then understanding it. And so do I. You can’t know. So don’t take it for granted, but don’t take it too seriously.Don’t postpone what you want. Don’t leave anything misunderstood. Make sure the people you care about know. Make sure they know how you really feel, because just like that… it could end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;“— Remember Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-8063303077333203854?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8063303077333203854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8063303077333203854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/whatever-you-do-in-life-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6608935046433133108</id><published>2010-05-13T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:09:31.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-wFHTgoQTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S1-gWiEKKnc/s1600/Be+Good+to+urself.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-wFHTgoQTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S1-gWiEKKnc/s320/Be+Good+to+urself.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Exams are over. But i don't feel relax at all. LOL. Now i got nothing to do. I actually sit at my computer and keep refreshing my facebook page until nothing new comes up. Then i check my phone and refresh the page again! Wooohoooo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Movie-ed with Meldon, Hazel, Junxian, Clarissa, Yanmin, Amanda, Melvin and Yikai today. Robin Hood. The gay in the movie is like damn gay. And everybody in the theatre like senior citizen one so we the youngest 8D. Went to eat pepper lunch. Then the auntie call me a sec 1 boy LOL~ So i show her the long pants then she laugh. I got so young-looking meh&amp;gt;&amp;lt; Then clarissa and yanmin go toilet for sooooo long. So meldon and melvin keep looking out for hot girs walking out from the toilets. hahahaha. Then after everything went to take bus with meldon and hazel home. But then melvin take my phone and smile at me and walk in the other direction. I didnt realise until reach the bus stop. So i run back to the mrt take and come back. Waliao eh. Okay. I gotta go refresh my facebook alr. Bai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6608935046433133108?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6608935046433133108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6608935046433133108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-wFHTgoQTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S1-gWiEKKnc/s72-c/Be+Good+to+urself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-1718349258348943037</id><published>2010-05-10T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:16:31.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-f44F_2L2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/KdkTNrK893k/s1600/STUDY+%3D+FAIL%27%3D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-f44F_2L2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/KdkTNrK893k/s320/STUDY+%3D+FAIL%27%3D.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sooooo DEAD. BRB. I offcially gotta mug already ==. I'll be back on thursday, 10pm :))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-1718349258348943037?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1718349258348943037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1718349258348943037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sooooo-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-f44F_2L2I/AAAAAAAAAMA/KdkTNrK893k/s72-c/STUDY+%3D+FAIL%27%3D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-177819437941269915</id><published>2010-05-05T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:53:33.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-GUR95uQEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LGb2EFCF8P0/s1600/Maths.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-GUR95uQEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LGb2EFCF8P0/s320/Maths.jpg" tt="true" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the cast out of my life. But somehow the feeling is not what i expected it to be. It's like my hand feels weird not to have a cast on. Oh well... I think im gonna fail maths paper. I gotta fever now too. Screw Maths. And Mrs Sanmugan's star student (me) just failed her test. AHAHA. I feel so good 8D. Argh..&amp;nbsp;i think the fever is screwing my head. I actually thought 10x10=20. And i was stoning for 1 hour wondering how i answered it wrong. So i did the practice paper and i got everything wrong. WOOHOO! Im feel great again&amp;gt;&amp;lt;. haha. Okay gotta go. &lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gotta go. I gotta jio my social studies notes out on a date ): Poor me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-177819437941269915?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/177819437941269915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/177819437941269915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-finally-got-cast-out-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-GUR95uQEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LGb2EFCF8P0/s72-c/Maths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2009194886227089580</id><published>2010-05-04T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:42:10.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-AUnFM_BvI/AAAAAAAAALg/LNTvbDSo9b0/s1600/To+say+things.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-AUnFM_BvI/AAAAAAAAALg/LNTvbDSo9b0/s400/To+say+things.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reblogged from &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Be Brave&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-698851797672637596?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/698851797672637596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/698851797672637596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/reblogged-from-be-brave.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S-AUnFM_BvI/AAAAAAAAALg/LNTvbDSo9b0/s72-c/To+say+things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2832563172771468371</id><published>2010-05-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:05:25.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAMOES who study so hard and tell everyone &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"i didnt study sia. OMG. Im gonna fail'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher : &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"first in class.... you know who"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fuck Them.&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/4153285467098510319-2832563172771468371?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2832563172771468371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2832563172771468371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/lamoes-who-study-so-hard-and-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5134576734854919661</id><published>2010-05-03T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:04:11.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True friends dont stab you in the back. The stab in the front.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5134576734854919661?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5134576734854919661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5134576734854919661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/true-friends-dont-stab-you-in-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4705967164000022009</id><published>2010-05-03T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:01:12.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S97XEELebUI/AAAAAAAAALY/uKAm1IdgO1w/s1600/my+time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S97XEELebUI/AAAAAAAAALY/uKAm1IdgO1w/s320/my+time.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4705967164000022009?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4705967164000022009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4705967164000022009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S97XEELebUI/AAAAAAAAALY/uKAm1IdgO1w/s72-c/my+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5845945162762823550</id><published>2010-04-30T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:28:13.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;WOOHOOOO! I screwed my chinese! didnt finish my paper. CLB here i come!!! English was super duper luper gruper uber&amp;nbsp;eiber&amp;nbsp;easy. I slept for half an hour.&amp;nbsp;Omg. I haven't&amp;nbsp;study&amp;nbsp;a single thing from chem and bio yet. Im so screwed:(. And so i got a long weekend to study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Time Plan : 6 hours of studying a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;10 hours for sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The rest, Dreaming, "Reborn"ing, AND MORE SLEEPING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;And i so cant study at home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9quyobAqBI/AAAAAAAAALI/4dyttlWGK2I/s1600/Study+Buddy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9quyobAqBI/AAAAAAAAALI/4dyttlWGK2I/s320/Study+Buddy.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'll be at KAP (Mac)&amp;nbsp;from Monday onwards with ppl i promised&amp;nbsp;after school to 8pm studying. I like the corner table:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;wants -Serious PPL who wont distract me like last time *hint *hint HAHA. No lah Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;-i love ppl who give me free foolscap:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- call me if you wanna come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I can't live without my IPOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9qwfi9GN-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/pgjXfPmr4qY/s1600/Katy+Perry+Says.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9qwfi9GN-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/pgjXfPmr4qY/s320/Katy+Perry+Says.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5845945162762823550?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5845945162762823550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5845945162762823550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/woohoooo-i-screwed-my-chinese-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9quyobAqBI/AAAAAAAAALI/4dyttlWGK2I/s72-c/Study+Buddy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-7688857010543799280</id><published>2010-04-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:57:11.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;In the morning i dont eat or sleep cause i'm thinking of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;In the Afternoon i cant eat at all cause i'm missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;In then night i have no appetite because I want to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;And now. at 12 midnight i cant sleep because i'm hungry. OMFG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;truman&lt;/em&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-7688857010543799280?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7688857010543799280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7688857010543799280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-morning-i-dont-eat-or-sleep-cause-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3173076578032974914</id><published>2010-04-27T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:57:52.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos from 25 april - Meldon's Birthday/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9GGAQnr-qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LUavAKMkVYU/s1600/I+cant+say+it..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9GGAQnr-qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LUavAKMkVYU/s320/I+cant+say+it..jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;Reblogged from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;be brave (tumblr)&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-5083946652122281425?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5083946652122281425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5083946652122281425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/reblogged-from-be-brave-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9GGAQnr-qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LUavAKMkVYU/s72-c/I+cant+say+it..jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2758881230728686353</id><published>2010-04-23T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:36:50.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My monsters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9GCxYmbREI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nBW9C48s170/s1600/Im+so+tired.....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9GCxYmbREI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nBW9C48s170/s320/Im+so+tired.....jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;Reblogged from &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Great. Another long day. Went to school in the morning. Our class got scolded in every lesson again. WTH. im so sick of it luh. I was bored in english, then pek cek in Pastoral Care lesson, sleepy in geog class, and finally died in&amp;nbsp;chinese... Then went to SP to eat with meldon, junxian, melvin and hazel. Then meldon was angry at me cause i had to pangseh him for scouts. I shouldn't have luh. Hermann and Davin also never come. So went there and did slack drill marching. The sec 1 scouts is like.... RAWR~ but cannot blame them luh.. I keep seeing that person. Damn shy luh. Haha. Then bussed home with dexun and shihwee. Got dreanched along the way. Then the lightning keep striking near me. Must be i keep saying wrong things. &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/4153285467098510319-4840959050696550447?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4840959050696550447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4840959050696550447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/reblogged-from-be-brave-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S9GCxYmbREI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nBW9C48s170/s72-c/Im+so+tired.....jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-7132919596796928172</id><published>2010-04-23T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:20:22.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;TO THE PERSON PLAYING FARMVILLE ON MY FACEBOOK. -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;" OMFG ! PLEASE STOP SPAMINGZ MY FACEBOOK PROFILE WITH FARMVILLE STUFF. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-7132919596796928172?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7132919596796928172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7132919596796928172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-person-playing-farmville-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-768129601915657589</id><published>2010-04-22T17:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:32:16.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine There's No Country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It Isn't Hard To Do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Nothing To Kill Or Die For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And No Religion Too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine All The People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Living Life In Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine No Possession &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I Wonder If You Can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;No Need For Greed Or Hunger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A Brotherhood Of Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine All The People &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sharing For The World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You May Say I'm A Dreamer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But I'm Not The Only One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I Hope Someday You Will Join Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In The World We'll Live As One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;That's why they used imagine. Cause it will never happen. It's not easy to make&amp;nbsp;other people happy. And then in the end you've nothing left to do and don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;But.... Don't stop believin! HAHA. OMG. i think i'm watching too much glee.... WHEN I SHOULD BE STUDYING!!!! I'm starting to hate rain. Gives me the feeling to sleep. Then i won't study. GRRRR......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today, was normal day at school luh. Slept in class, PE-ed, sleep somemore, test and test. Then went with meldon yikai hazel amanda and junxian play basketball at SP. OMG i miss basketball. Haven play... well... since the&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; CAST&lt;/span&gt; entered my life. Stupid shits. Then bus-ed to clementi with amanda and meldon. Was suppose to do something there. But... sway. Bus comed. so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4153285467098510319-768129601915657589?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/768129601915657589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/768129601915657589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/imagine-theres-no-country-it-isnt-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2327182371544660805</id><published>2010-04-21T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:04:17.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S87adtVEriI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NI82MybNuFs/s1600/Writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S87adtVEriI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NI82MybNuFs/s200/Writing.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Study study study study study &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dear Teacher : PLEASE STOP GIVING ME HOMEWORK FOR CLASSES THAT I SLEPT IN AND DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I actually passed my maths test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; Haha. Drew a graph with a broken hand. Claps Claps.. But overall maths still fail... ;peace.&amp;nbsp;And i passed my&amp;nbsp;lit test without even reading much of the book. Heh. Woohoo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Die liao la. Mid year next week and i haven't even touched any of my books yet. There's 100+ pages of&amp;nbsp;lit book to read... (so boring wtf). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Then there's F&amp;amp;N. I'm suppose to cook a dish for practical exam with one hand?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Craps ttmx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I need to go to a starbucks to study!!! I can't stand my computer next to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&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/4153285467098510319-2327182371544660805?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2327182371544660805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2327182371544660805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-teacher-please-stop-giving-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S87adtVEriI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NI82MybNuFs/s72-c/Writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6720577661010175008</id><published>2010-04-20T20:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:59:33.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Cuddle buddie.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82lJwLf5mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/RH2FN2FLaYs/s1600/Cuddle+Buddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82lJwLf5mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/RH2FN2FLaYs/s320/Cuddle+Buddy.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6720577661010175008?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6720577661010175008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6720577661010175008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_5307.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82lJwLf5mI/AAAAAAAAAJg/RH2FN2FLaYs/s72-c/Cuddle+Buddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6869121054467755648</id><published>2010-04-20T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:59:04.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I got nothing else to post. Only pictures pictures and more pictures. Arh! This is so tumblr stye..... But tumblr doesn't feels right to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6869121054467755648?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6869121054467755648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6869121054467755648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-nothing-else-to-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4534146631043488604</id><published>2010-04-20T20:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:57:17.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep Calm : And Eye Fuck your co-star.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82kiH47dII/AAAAAAAAAJY/qhvdsqcpPno/s1600/Eye+Fuck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82kiH47dII/AAAAAAAAAJY/qhvdsqcpPno/s320/Eye+Fuck.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4534146631043488604?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4534146631043488604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4534146631043488604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_1835.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82kiH47dII/AAAAAAAAAJY/qhvdsqcpPno/s72-c/Eye+Fuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-417358858298932179</id><published>2010-04-20T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:54:56.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t fix this'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82j050dk7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ma6nm5cXPfc/s1600/Fix+it.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82j050dk7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ma6nm5cXPfc/s320/Fix+it.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Gah. I feel so helpless. Like i can't do anything to make it right. The bullshit feeling inside of me. Crap.&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/4153285467098510319-417358858298932179?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/417358858298932179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/417358858298932179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82j050dk7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Ma6nm5cXPfc/s72-c/Fix+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6858407789785028889</id><published>2010-04-20T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:52:49.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82jm3qdNjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1oT2JufNeMM/s1600/No+idea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82jm3qdNjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1oT2JufNeMM/s320/No+idea.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6858407789785028889?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6858407789785028889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6858407789785028889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_7506.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82jm3qdNjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/1oT2JufNeMM/s72-c/No+idea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-8242854118164828251</id><published>2010-04-20T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:51:50.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bright lights'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82jVyd8O3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sySmBkpJh74/s1600/In+my+head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82jVyd8O3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sySmBkpJh74/s320/In+my+head.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-8242854118164828251?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8242854118164828251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8242854118164828251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S82jVyd8O3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sySmBkpJh74/s72-c/In+my+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-8374934059576155576</id><published>2010-04-18T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:41:32.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8r93wwaYxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xuHC4EHWAyw/s1600/Do+something.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8r93wwaYxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xuHC4EHWAyw/s320/Do+something.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-8374934059576155576?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8374934059576155576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8374934059576155576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8r93wwaYxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xuHC4EHWAyw/s72-c/Do+something.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-882889123240501485</id><published>2010-04-18T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:40:33.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Can I say something? And, and this comes from a place of total humility. With the acknowledgment that my life is a day-by-day experiment in... really bad decisions. But, er... you're really messed up.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ Love Actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-882889123240501485?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/882889123240501485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/882889123240501485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-i-say-something-and-and-this-comes_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-41430333508499338</id><published>2010-04-18T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:38:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hazel. Melvin, Janice, Me, Yikai, Meldon. Went to celebrate Junxian birthday yesterday. Met at JP to buy his cake and splash things on him. Wanted to surprise him but he somehow say us at JP.... what thy hells... then we kept running around JP cause we scared to see him again.&amp;nbsp;Then after that went his house to celebrate and slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8roSSkCF8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/PObjiS0V4Fw/s1600/Cake!.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8roSSkCF8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/PObjiS0V4Fw/s320/Cake!.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8roVVDmllI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vr3lN2mpLfI/s1600/Meldon.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8roVVDmllI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vr3lN2mpLfI/s320/Meldon.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The Result!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/4153285467098510319-41430333508499338?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/41430333508499338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/41430333508499338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/hazel.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8roSSkCF8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/PObjiS0V4Fw/s72-c/Cake!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4472161506936184888</id><published>2010-04-16T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:56:11.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&amp;nbsp;Chicken soup for the teenage soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4472161506936184888?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4472161506936184888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4472161506936184888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-arithmetic-of-love-one-plus-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2967189379493674363</id><published>2010-04-16T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:52:35.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hdiH5NBAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MeEXebDXBgk/s1600/Some+days.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hdiH5NBAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MeEXebDXBgk/s320/Some+days.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2967189379493674363?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2967189379493674363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2967189379493674363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_2689.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hdiH5NBAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MeEXebDXBgk/s72-c/Some+days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3535842112496822163</id><published>2010-04-16T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:50:52.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Our hands touched for the first time. Unexpectedly, extraoridinary and in the most unbelievable way possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;But still good.&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/4153285467098510319-3535842112496822163?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3535842112496822163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3535842112496822163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-hands-touched-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-8009654916618164679</id><published>2010-04-16T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:54:01.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I like Rainy days like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;It makes Sleeping in class a whole lot easier.&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-8009654916618164679?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8009654916618164679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8009654916618164679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-like-rainy-days-like-this-it-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-797563548820664510</id><published>2010-04-16T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:48:21.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hN-tORgFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/L_rGXPfQaUM/s1600/Hey+soul+sister.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hOdUihfaI/AAAAAAAAAII/aFV9YnpnQeA/s1600/Hey+soul+sister.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hOdUihfaI/AAAAAAAAAII/aFV9YnpnQeA/s320/Hey+soul+sister.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-797563548820664510?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/797563548820664510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/797563548820664510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8hOdUihfaI/AAAAAAAAAII/aFV9YnpnQeA/s72-c/Hey+soul+sister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6725647684878904723</id><published>2010-04-15T17:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:06:00.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Smart&lt;/span&gt; listens to the &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;ead&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; Stupid&lt;/span&gt; listens to the &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-6725647684878904723?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6725647684878904723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6725647684878904723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/smart-listens-to-head-stupid-listens-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3647081611661666066</id><published>2010-04-15T17:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:02:31.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bWIcauRgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nw5sNlwmHq4/s1600/Pictures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bWIcauRgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nw5sNlwmHq4/s320/Pictures.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-3647081611661666066?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3647081611661666066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3647081611661666066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_877.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bWIcauRgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Nw5sNlwmHq4/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-300320286053373035</id><published>2010-04-15T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:02:08.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bWCEfRj4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/r4dgodkHXU0/s1600/Its+so+sweet.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bWCEfRj4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/r4dgodkHXU0/s320/Its+so+sweet.png" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-300320286053373035?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/300320286053373035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/300320286053373035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bWCEfRj4I/AAAAAAAAAHc/r4dgodkHXU0/s72-c/Its+so+sweet.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2455096601549715948</id><published>2010-04-15T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:01:46.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Together'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bV70hJDaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/DElrz3JdIBY/s1600/Together.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bV70hJDaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/DElrz3JdIBY/s320/Together.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2455096601549715948?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2455096601549715948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2455096601549715948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S8bV70hJDaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/DElrz3JdIBY/s72-c/Together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-494777402739341339</id><published>2010-04-15T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T16:59:32.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone once told me that the power in all relationships lies with whoever cares less, and he was right. But power isn’t happiness, and I think that maybe happiness comes from caring more about people rather than less.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“— Ghosts of Girlfriend’s Past &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-494777402739341339?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/494777402739341339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/494777402739341339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/someone-once-told-me-that-power-in-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6122648304473846057</id><published>2010-04-02T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:01:11.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S7XktLLS9bI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uRjEJohVWak/s1600/Eyes+Really+Closed.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S7XktLLS9bI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uRjEJohVWak/s320/Eyes+Really+Closed.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Happy&amp;nbsp;Belated Birthday Janicezxc. Be hounoured! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sorry. We didn't see anything! :D&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/4153285467098510319-6122648304473846057?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6122648304473846057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6122648304473846057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-manzxc.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S7XktLLS9bI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uRjEJohVWak/s72-c/Eyes+Really+Closed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-7159938908446430504</id><published>2010-04-02T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:50:29.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bleh. Good Friday.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; Woke up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- Went for qing ping's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;- Waited for angus and friend. Pffft. later than me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- Eat Sleep; Talk; Falldown; Eat again; Play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;- JP-ed with Meldon Hazel n Junxian. Long John Silvered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- Shop for janice's belated birthday present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;- Slacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- Homed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-7159938908446430504?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7159938908446430504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7159938908446430504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-435657259586999983</id><published>2010-04-02T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:42:43.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A word's just a word&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till you mean what you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Love isn't love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Til you give it away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've all gotta gift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah something to give to make a change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send it on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On and on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one hand can heal another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be a part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reach a Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just one spark starts a fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With one little action&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The chain reaction will never stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make it Strong&lt;br /&gt;Shine a Light and Send It On&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send it on &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/4153285467098510319-435657259586999983?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/435657259586999983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/435657259586999983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-just-word-till-you-mean-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3046119008040363725</id><published>2010-03-27T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:57:40.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Hate My Cast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Declined 11&amp;nbsp;people to go out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- I feel so.... "handicpped"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- So damn itchy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Bathing issues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Missed camp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But... &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Smile :)&lt;/span&gt; 1 month more....&lt;/em&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-3046119008040363725?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3046119008040363725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3046119008040363725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-my-cast-decline-7-people-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2608344836488306180</id><published>2010-03-27T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:26:32.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sometimes when I look at you, and you’re looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny tiny&amp;nbsp;hint of something more, something you’re feeling but can’t say. When our eyes meet, it’s like we’re instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2608344836488306180?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2608344836488306180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2608344836488306180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-when-i-look-at-you-and-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4525632895349399817</id><published>2010-03-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:24:57.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t ever doubt that'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S64jNdlVvhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mn0GqeHI2dc/s1600/So+attractine+to+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S64jNdlVvhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mn0GqeHI2dc/s320/So+attractine+to+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4525632895349399817?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4525632895349399817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4525632895349399817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S64jNdlVvhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mn0GqeHI2dc/s72-c/So+attractine+to+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6348436284332518653</id><published>2010-03-27T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:22:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I’m not afraid of what I feel. I’m afraid of what you don’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6348436284332518653?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6348436284332518653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6348436284332518653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-not-afraid-of-what-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5827553320017782123</id><published>2010-03-16T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:54:35.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So that’s the best advice that I could give - just keep moving forward and don’t give a crap what anybody thinks. You know, just keep moving forward and do what you have to do, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“— Johnny Depp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5827553320017782123?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5827553320017782123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5827553320017782123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-thats-best-advice-that-i-could-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4410708352850804655</id><published>2010-03-16T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:54:19.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S5-NhOK8XGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/06EfWXJmS5E/s1600-h/Lookin+at+you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S5-NhOK8XGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/06EfWXJmS5E/s320/Lookin+at+you.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4410708352850804655?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4410708352850804655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4410708352850804655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S5-NhOK8XGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/06EfWXJmS5E/s72-c/Lookin+at+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3077190529371728814</id><published>2010-03-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:50:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you’re in love when all it takes is one song to make you think of her. And you can’t hear anything except the music and your heart beating. All of a sudden you find it hard to breathe, butterflies are in your stomach, and tears are running down your cheeks. But you don’t know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-3077190529371728814?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3077190529371728814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3077190529371728814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-know-youre-in-love-when-all-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5648050232828243614</id><published>2010-03-05T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:38:24.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cross Countried &amp;gt; Eat &amp;gt; Bussed &amp;gt; Slack &amp;gt; Swimming &amp;gt; Eat &amp;gt; Slacked. &lt;br /&gt;Vanessa came first again for CC. Then meldon was like WTF? She run almost as fast as me! Then ran 1.5km with yikai. So short and boring. Went jurong to bak kut teh with meldon hazel junxian clarrisa and melvin. Then went my house and meldon's old condo to swim. So damn gay. Then go mac's to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-5648050232828243614?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5648050232828243614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5648050232828243614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/cross-countried-eat-bussed-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4614273740013122540</id><published>2010-03-05T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:26:05.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fear of failure. Fear of pain. Fear of rejection. Sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you’re wrong? What if you make a mistake you can’t undo? Whatever it is we’re afraid of, one thing holds true: that by the time the pain of not doing the thing gets worse than the fear of doing it, it can feel like we’re carrying around a giant tumor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“— Grey’s Anatomy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-4614273740013122540?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4614273740013122540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4614273740013122540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/fear-of-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-7906409614740629794</id><published>2010-03-02T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:06:33.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;I love the look on my face when i got my maths test back today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-7906409614740629794?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7906409614740629794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7906409614740629794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-look-on-my-face-when-i-got-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4522397470288989125</id><published>2010-03-02T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:05:07.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4zwky2EUII/AAAAAAAAAGc/LtCQnOoJSio/s1600-h/STARBUCKS!!!!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4zwky2EUII/AAAAAAAAAGc/LtCQnOoJSio/s320/STARBUCKS!!!!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wish i had you in my hand every English, Math, Chinese and Social Studies lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-4522397470288989125?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4522397470288989125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4522397470288989125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-had-you-in-my-hand-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4zwky2EUII/AAAAAAAAAGc/LtCQnOoJSio/s72-c/STARBUCKS!!!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5771162390202996951</id><published>2010-03-02T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:01:58.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You’re the most important person in my existence and that scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“— Dawson’s Creek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5771162390202996951?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5771162390202996951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5771162390202996951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-most-important-person-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4491194658684093895</id><published>2010-02-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:15:35.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;The moments that i finally knew you were thinking of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;The moments i that we finally were able to talk again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Those were the moments i forgot everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-4491194658684093895?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4491194658684093895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4491194658684093895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/moments-that-i-finally-knew-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3424003012914463972</id><published>2010-02-26T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:14:14.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semphasis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4flOSTH1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lwpCXG_S1lc/s1600-h/Semphasis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4flOSTH1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lwpCXG_S1lc/s320/Semphasis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-3424003012914463972?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3424003012914463972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3424003012914463972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4flOSTH1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lwpCXG_S1lc/s72-c/Semphasis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-1132474185565819522</id><published>2010-02-26T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:13:44.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I would have protected my heart from some things, but would that really have been better? To hold myself apart because I was too scared that something might not be forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“— Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-1132474185565819522?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1132474185565819522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1132474185565819522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-i-would-have-protected-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3125134489226220799</id><published>2010-02-25T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:00:38.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4ZKISQN_xI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3PJfu9vPUNA/s1600-h/A+heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4ZKISQN_xI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3PJfu9vPUNA/s400/A+heart.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-3125134489226220799?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3125134489226220799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3125134489226220799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S4ZKISQN_xI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3PJfu9vPUNA/s72-c/A+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-211434959097484686</id><published>2010-02-25T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:58:58.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wouldn't give up anything for what i had the day before yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-211434959097484686?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/211434959097484686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/211434959097484686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wouldnt-give-up-anything-for-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-353273069938198439</id><published>2010-02-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:58:02.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;It&amp;nbsp;hurts me to see that you don't care at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;desolated - truman&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-353273069938198439?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/353273069938198439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/353273069938198439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-me-to-see-that-you-dont-care-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5130942890937412773</id><published>2010-02-25T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:57:01.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dreams are always crushing when they don’t come true. But it’s the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, and so attainable. You’re always close enough to touch, but never close enough to hold and it’s enough to break your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“— The Notebook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5130942890937412773?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5130942890937412773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5130942890937412773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/dreams-are-always-crushing-when-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-310861449680792270</id><published>2010-02-24T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:51:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To see everything from&amp;nbsp;a different angle. Sometimes when you do something wrong, another person pays the price. I see that infront of me. I hate my messed up life. I hate my twists and turns; the ups and downs. I hate the ultmate side effect at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-310861449680792270?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/310861449680792270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/310861449680792270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-see-everything-from-different-angle.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6823180018949041903</id><published>2010-02-19T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:34:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;86400 seconds in&amp;nbsp;a day. Half of which i spent doing nothing. A quater i spent on computer. And a small portion of which i look up and try to touch the clouds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;—&amp;nbsp;Cloud hopping, death of my other self.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6823180018949041903?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6823180018949041903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6823180018949041903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/86400-seconds-in-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6238981361375723454</id><published>2010-02-19T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:30:24.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Out the window.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S36ugJSsURI/AAAAAAAAAGE/67greCZEm44/s1600-h/Looking+out+the+window..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S36ugJSsURI/AAAAAAAAAGE/67greCZEm44/s320/Looking+out+the+window..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/4153285467098510319-6238981361375723454?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6238981361375723454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6238981361375723454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S36ugJSsURI/AAAAAAAAAGE/67greCZEm44/s72-c/Looking+out+the+window..jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4501777939083992561</id><published>2010-02-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:23:43.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you look into the mirror, you see a green face. A face full of envy. It's a bad feeling. Like you don't want it to happen&amp;nbsp;but it does. Am i really that caught up with it? I hate the jealous feeling i get when i see him being better at things that i work so hard for. Things that he don't even care. People go to him every second, everyday. It sucks you know. I want that life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;obscuritnity, denial - truman&lt;/em&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-4501777939083992561?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4501777939083992561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4501777939083992561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-when-you-look-into-mirror-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2387506563946226610</id><published>2010-02-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:26:06.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was this period of uncertainty. Of total silence. It got me thinking.... and i ended up with a sincere sorry. It reassured alot of issues. Things that were dilematic in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2387506563946226610?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2387506563946226610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2387506563946226610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-was-this-period-of-uncertainty.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-1510538857878339888</id><published>2010-02-15T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:44:44.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mistakes and regrets can haunt you for the rest of your life. But only if you let them. fo Don't do anything you'll regret now and treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&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/4153285467098510319-1510538857878339888?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1510538857878339888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1510538857878339888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/mistakes-and-regrets-can-haunt-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-3894245000312206229</id><published>2010-02-15T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:39:15.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know that each and every one of you has felt at one point, like you couldn’t go on. But then you found hope. There’s always some way to find hope. Remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;— Nick Jonas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-3894245000312206229?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3894245000312206229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/3894245000312206229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-that-each-and-every-one-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2085018536070839132</id><published>2010-02-15T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:35:06.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The important thing is for you to believe in something, because I promise you that that belief will keep you warm at night, and I want you to feel safe always. And then there’s love. I want you to love to the tips of your fingers, and when you find that love, wherever you find it, whoever you choose, don’t run away from it. But you don’t have to chase after it either. You just be patient, and it’ll come to you. Don’t be afraid. And remember, to love is to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;— Dawson’s Creek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2085018536070839132?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2085018536070839132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2085018536070839132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/important-thing-is-for-you-to-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5065954219467480596</id><published>2010-02-12T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:39:06.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S3Vn92-p_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZReCKAsAGQA/s1600-h/tumblr_kxoegex3wX1qzz2moo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S3Vn92-p_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZReCKAsAGQA/s320/tumblr_kxoegex3wX1qzz2moo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5065954219467480596?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5065954219467480596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5065954219467480596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ud3mIDFCHNA/S3Vn92-p_DI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZReCKAsAGQA/s72-c/tumblr_kxoegex3wX1qzz2moo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6566901099982332977</id><published>2010-02-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:38:25.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Before, my fear was being vulnerable. The ability of another human being to possibly tear apart your insides at any moment was enough to keep me running. She, however, made my insides come alive, my smile become permanent, laughter more frequent - she took away my fear and gave me hope. But more importantly, for the first time in my life, instead of wanting to run,&amp;nbsp;she gave me every reason to stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Lost and insecure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6566901099982332977?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6566901099982332977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6566901099982332977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/before-my-fear-was-being-vulnerable.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5054713897929393456</id><published>2010-02-12T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:35:32.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;And so it turns out, turning backwards and walking away is so much easier than speaking your mind and expressing how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5054713897929393456?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5054713897929393456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5054713897929393456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-so-it-turns-out-turning-backwards.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6672855320571949989</id><published>2010-01-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:51:27.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Silence may very well be a sign of acceptence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-6672855320571949989?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6672855320571949989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6672855320571949989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/silence-may-very-well-be-sign-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-8441653072365942055</id><published>2010-01-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:50:34.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am me, that’s all I can be. No more, no less, don’t second guess. I laugh, I love, I live, I cry and sometimes I wish that I would die. Somedays I’m funny, others I’m not. I walk up to people but turn back halfway. Sometimes I'm shy and look from afar. Sometimes I’m in overdrive and I can’t stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;truman &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4153285467098510319-8441653072365942055?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8441653072365942055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/8441653072365942055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-me-thats-all-i-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-9068758205782392799</id><published>2010-01-28T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:47:20.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. But what good would it be if everything was perfect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4153285467098510319-9068758205782392799?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/9068758205782392799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/9068758205782392799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-wait-until-everything-is-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-2654390628402945267</id><published>2010-01-28T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:41:33.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like the fact that i havent blogged in 5 days. It just means that i've been busy with othe things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-2654390628402945267?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2654390628402945267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/2654390628402945267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-like-fact-that-i-havent-blogged-in-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-1719115980575173332</id><published>2010-01-21T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:27:23.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RAWR!!!!!! Whats with people and weird Korean Groups? English FTW!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-1719115980575173332?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1719115980575173332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/1719115980575173332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/rawr-whats-with-people-and-weird-korean.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-7422334821303423358</id><published>2010-01-19T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:29:47.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;Mathematics may not teach us how to inhale oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide, or to love a friend and forgive an enemy. But it gives us every reason to hope that every problem has a solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;truman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4153285467098510319-7422334821303423358?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7422334821303423358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/7422334821303423358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/mathematics-may-not-teach-us-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-5960367649004610533</id><published>2010-01-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:26:47.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How bout we play a game of Russian Rouluette right here right now? Winner takes all and points the middle finger at the loser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Sons Of Destiny ; Darren Shan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-5960367649004610533?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5960367649004610533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/5960367649004610533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-bout-we-play-game-of-russian.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4392043906255162862</id><published>2010-01-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:23:15.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those people who can stand up and say Life Sucks But I am Who I Am. Those are the people who won't be cleaning toilets in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4153285467098510319-4392043906255162862?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4392043906255162862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4392043906255162862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/those-people-who-can-stand-up-and-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4601066004647370579</id><published>2010-01-19T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:20:14.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate LAMOES who say their sucks without even going through life itself. But who am i to comment on how they want to waste their life away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;truman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4153285467098510319-4601066004647370579?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4601066004647370579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4601066004647370579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-lamoes-who-say-their-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-9048588885792036228</id><published>2010-01-16T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:30:01.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Be true to yourself. It's all you've got,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="copy" style="color: #6e7173; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div class="quotebg" style="color: #3b627e; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 150px; left: 10px; opacity: 0.2; position: absolute; top: 70px;"&gt;“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 20px;" valign="top"&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;Janis Joplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/4153285467098510319-9048588885792036228?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/9048588885792036228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/9048588885792036228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/be-true-to-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-978203557409806336</id><published>2010-01-16T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:26:57.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quote medium" style="color: #3b627e; font-size: 25px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px; padding-top: 20px;"&gt;You don’t know this yet but life isn’t supposed to be like this. It’s not supposed to be so hard. You’re supposed to smile. You’re suppose to fall in love. You’re not supposed to ache like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="copy" style="color: #6e7173; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div class="quotebg" style="color: #3b627e; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 150px; left: 10px; opacity: 0.2; position: absolute; top: 70px;"&gt;“&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 20px;" valign="top"&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;Grey’s Anatomy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4153285467098510319-978203557409806336?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/978203557409806336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/978203557409806336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-dont-know-this-yet-but-life-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-4325149490966324930</id><published>2010-01-16T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:30:37.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sexy; Stupid; Sucky; Ducky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Superficial; Artificial; Jollyficial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Utherworldly; Smacking hardly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bang your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jump down hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And go to HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/4153285467098510319-4325149490966324930?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4325149490966324930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/4325149490966324930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/sexy-stupid-sucky-ducky-superficial.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4153285467098510319.post-6982361364024439609</id><published>2010-01-15T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:16:23.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried to open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;truman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4153285467098510319-6982361364024439609?l=broken-parade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6982361364024439609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4153285467098510319/posts/default/6982361364024439609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-parade.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-you-ever-tried-to-open-your-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>Truman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09823582045906743135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
