<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:00:05.969+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a journey of reminiscence, reflection and proclamation</title><subtitle type='html'>forgive the edgey title basically its just my life and the ups and downs of the stuff that occurred within the confinements of the day..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-1389412810283480672</id><published>2007-08-12T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:02:05.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr7omRHdh9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Pa1ft531CG4/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr7omRHdh9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Pa1ft531CG4/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097767572357351378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr7oSBHdh8I/AAAAAAAAABE/6hoHwJC2Utg/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr7oSBHdh8I/AAAAAAAAABE/6hoHwJC2Utg/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097767224465000386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my attempted mohawk. comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-1389412810283480672?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/1389412810283480672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=1389412810283480672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1389412810283480672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1389412810283480672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr7omRHdh9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Pa1ft531CG4/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-5312736282516127665</id><published>2007-08-11T23:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:29:03.795+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 weeks have passed. and im drained&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-5312736282516127665?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/5312736282516127665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=5312736282516127665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5312736282516127665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5312736282516127665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/08/4-weeks-have-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-1235415443140242213</id><published>2007-08-11T23:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:27:58.805+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr25UBHdh7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-2sqVb7lrPQ/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr25UBHdh7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-2sqVb7lrPQ/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097434106801522610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr24eBHdh6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/lxVO_wFpdCA/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr24eBHdh6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/lxVO_wFpdCA/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097433179088586658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my attempt to do a mohawk. comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-1235415443140242213?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/1235415443140242213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=1235415443140242213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1235415443140242213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1235415443140242213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-attempt-to-do-mohawk.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rr25UBHdh7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-2sqVb7lrPQ/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-6040289444403952415</id><published>2007-08-04T23:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:22:30.028+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//section_image/2007/07/21/170522/Iceman.jpg"  &gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Iceman&lt;/b&gt;, You are Iceman. 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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=170522N'&gt;Which X-Men Mutant are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-6040289444403952415?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/6040289444403952415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=6040289444403952415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6040289444403952415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6040289444403952415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-scored-as-iceman-you-are-iceman.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-3134423964319826753</id><published>2007-06-28T02:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:17:07.335+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone knows how awesomely cool WINDOWS VISTA is yea.. like with the cool layout and the new resounding startup tone, and the cool interface and blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it totally sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go with the crowd and installed vista into my lappie. didnt have enough space to dl into my primary drive, so i installed it into my secondary drive (i.e. so i can boot either XP or Vista when i turn on my com). Installation took about 45min. excited that i was, i tried it out, and i realised that, although it works, it lags like crazy cuz my comp is somewhat lousy. and its pretty frikking irritating cuz everytime u wanna access ur stuff, the com has to ask u permission to access/move/copy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, i got sick of it, so i tried to uninstall it. cldnt unistall it from Add/Remove programs, tried to delete it manually from my HD but cldnt, tried this tried that, and it still wldnt get out of my comp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did the most drastic thing; i 'killed' my HD using KillDisk, which was a rather harrowing experience, cuz i then realised that actions caused my 40gb HD to suddenly disappear into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i was able to find where the memory went to, and spent an hour partitioning the drive, and now its back and VISTA free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt: vista sucks unless ur comp is pro and u dun give a shit about the security measures and shit, and u have programmes that are 'vista friendly'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, stick to xp, u'll appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-3134423964319826753?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/3134423964319826753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=3134423964319826753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3134423964319826753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3134423964319826753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyone-knows-how-awesomely-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-161123380539391059</id><published>2007-06-28T02:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:09:18.115+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey guys. thousand apologies for the months of neglect; but yes im back in an effort to revive this blog. just so you guys know by know, exams have finished with a bang and im back in sg for my hols till the 14th; so if u desp wanna meet me, NOW IS UR CHANCE, gimme a ring and i'll give u a booking reference..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i have changed my number, so gimme a buzz on msn and i'll give it to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-161123380539391059?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/161123380539391059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=161123380539391059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/161123380539391059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/161123380539391059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyhey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-4881434759141833157</id><published>2007-06-09T02:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T02:27:23.165+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/525417"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/525417/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-4881434759141833157?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/4881434759141833157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=4881434759141833157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/4881434759141833157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/4881434759141833157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/06/create-your-own-friend-test-here.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-8249149800171444622</id><published>2007-05-08T23:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:59:00.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few nights ago, i dreamt the strangest, most peculiar, and most memorable dream ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of my first crush.. which was like wayyyyy back in primary 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, the dream was like me and her were like ordinary students in this school in the clouds. Although superficially we were students, in actual fact we were SUPERHEROES, saviours of the helpless and protectors of the innocent and beholders of worldpeace (and blablabla). and whenever there was some disturbance in the tranquil stagnant air around, we would race down to the janitor's closet, plummet down some tube which materialised out of nowhere, and lodge ourselves in Gundam-looking machines to ward off the perpatrators, the two of us, hand in hand, side by side, watching each other's back while saving the word before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that whole day, i just could not get the picture of her out of my head, and i had to keep reminding myself that i got over her since sec 1 and that i got a new crush (despite it being an unrequited love and all) and that i should be committed and blabala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, nothing like the memory of an old crush to bring u back to mnemory lane and rekindle the joys of growing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, reality is such a pain in the arse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-8249149800171444622?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/8249149800171444622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=8249149800171444622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/8249149800171444622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/8249149800171444622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/05/few-nights-ago-i-dreamt-strangest-most.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-5578790353727555441</id><published>2007-05-05T03:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T03:24:11.581+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/78/46/32/784632_8303451ab6b364dujo9i28.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-5578790353727555441?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/5578790353727555441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=5578790353727555441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5578790353727555441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5578790353727555441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/05/myheritage-share-black-and-white-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-6541291623113300651</id><published>2007-04-28T00:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:48:50.778+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exam timetable is up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence: 8/6&lt;br /&gt;Torts A: 15/6&lt;br /&gt;Equity: 18/6&lt;br /&gt;Property A: 20/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dun make it to winter semester (which i dun even think i can get in), i'll be back by 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, it honestly felt like ytd when i entered uni to start my 3rd year into the course. And now, im just a month and a few weeks away from teh semester exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rather crummy week this time round. ah yes, after half a semester, i decided to crash my friend's Equity lectures for the rest of the sem, cuz after half a semester, i realised my current lecturer was going too slow, and i wasn't paying much attention at all. At least with this new lectuerer, although he speaks rather fast, he's able to captivate the class into how interesting Equity is and all, even though the subject itself is, in all due respect, one heck of a boring subject. &lt;br /&gt;Last monday, at Evidence lecture, i realised that we had finished one topic alrd, and it seems that we havent really started much about it, cld probably be due to my lack of attention in his class last week (i fell aslp in class last week at his lecture). Well, managed to make up for my inattention by sacrificing my Anzac day to do 8 hours of Evidence notes and research. The good thing is that my research is more or less done for, and hopefully i can finish the assignment ASAP so i can start on my exam notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all i wanna blog abt now. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-6541291623113300651?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/6541291623113300651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=6541291623113300651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6541291623113300651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6541291623113300651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/04/exam-timetable-is-up-evidence-86-torts.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-3958138603346186993</id><published>2007-04-27T23:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:14:59.748+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been tagged, so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;No tagbacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have an extremely weird taste of music which is mostly dependent on my mood: some days i could be headbanging to metal and metalcore, some days i could be waltzing away to alternative/indie rock, and yes there are some occasions where i settle down and calm myself down to bubblegum pop, boyband music, and brtiney-pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my first kiss was in primary 2 (on the lips, mind u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I dont have any brothers to play with, hence when i was about 7, i played barbie with my younger sis, together with her Ken doll or my transformers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i detest drinking soup cuz it makes me so bloated after that, and the only time i actually do is during CNY or if im being forced to. Oh yes, i hate mushrooms too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I used to play MMORPG games, i sometimes i assume a girl character by the name of "Bryanna" or "xXbRiaNnAXx", and i just simply ENJOY messing with the minds of the other male players who try to flirt with me. Take that u horny bastards! hahaha (i even made an email acc for my alter ego: brianna_34D@hotmail.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. when the solder in the leads of my electric guitar came off, i was so frantic i tried to attach it back to the jack with scotch tape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. between 2004-5, i had a wide range of hair colours: white blonde, intense blonde, copper, black blue, mahogany, ash blonde, and pink (from a dyeing experiment that went wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. when i had spikes, i can spend 15-25 min just trying to get them in shape + drying to harden them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  i did ballet in pri.2 because i sucked at gymnastics and had to perform in front of the whole school in a leotard and ballet shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. as a dare, i once wore an XS shirt, a rather short skirt, heels, hairband and a stud, and paraded in it for half hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets see who to tag:&lt;br /&gt;1) mel&lt;br /&gt;2) cheryl&lt;br /&gt;3) kai&lt;br /&gt;4) meiyin&lt;br /&gt;5) damian&lt;br /&gt;6) cant add any here, as u can see my links are REALLY few&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-3958138603346186993?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/3958138603346186993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=3958138603346186993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3958138603346186993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3958138603346186993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-tagged-so-here-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-2453805004575784645</id><published>2007-04-21T23:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:25:10.977+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus: Face Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl you know you drive me crazy &lt;br /&gt;one look puts the rhythm in my hand. &lt;br /&gt;Still I'll never understand why you hang around &lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover up with make up in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;tell yourself it's never gonna happen again &lt;br /&gt;you cry alone and then he swears he loves you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man &lt;br /&gt;when you push her around? &lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground? &lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end &lt;br /&gt;as your lies crumble down, a new life she has found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect &lt;br /&gt;every action in this world will bear a consequence &lt;br /&gt;If you wade around forever you will surely drown &lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you go and say your right again, &lt;br /&gt;say your right again &lt;br /&gt;heed my lecture &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man &lt;br /&gt;when you push her around? &lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground? &lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end &lt;br /&gt;as your lies crumble down a new life she has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day she will tell you that she has had enough &lt;br /&gt;its coming round again. &lt;br /&gt;(repeat) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man, when you push her around? &lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the grown? &lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end &lt;br /&gt;as your lies crumble down, a new life she has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough.. &lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-2453805004575784645?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/2453805004575784645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=2453805004575784645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/2453805004575784645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/2453805004575784645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-like-this-song-red-jumpsuit-apparatus.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-2076613596987395306</id><published>2007-04-21T01:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T01:41:31.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16th April 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a phonecall from bro, who told me that classes have been cancelled cuz there was some power outage or sth liddat'.  Thinking it was a joke, i took a trip down to uni to confirm it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lo and behold, the entire uni was engulfed in darkness. And not just the campus centre, but the WHOLE university. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a flooding occurred in Menzies Building (tallest building in Monash), which kinda screwed up the power, but other stories have also been passed around, such as the transformer blew up and stuff. Also, two staff members who were trying to rectify the problem got themselves a nasty electric shock, and had to be admitted to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of such, students were given another 2 days extension to their Easter break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didnt turn out for the better, cuz the power failure extended to the Halls, the Flats, and MY APARTMENT. wad was even more suay was that my keycard expired that day and hence, i was locked out for 4 hours, in which i spent that time idling with my frens in the pool room shooting balls in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the power has been restored, and the staff members have recovered, and the mundane school routine is back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah and alas, i have decided to drop the 3.6k word Torts Assignment. Not because i did not know how to do it, but rather, it was seriously encroaching into my revision and my sanity, and the amount of research that was required was tremendous, considering it was a 45% assignment, and required at least a month and more to finish it. Hence, after a night of pondering, i have decided to take a stab at the 90% Torts exam for the THIRD time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis time, i shall not fail it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... i should start on my Evidence assignment -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye cruel world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-2076613596987395306?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/2076613596987395306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=2076613596987395306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/2076613596987395306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/2076613596987395306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/04/16th-april-2006-received-phonecall-from.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-8379118434708794097</id><published>2007-04-16T00:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:48:16.122+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ello guys&lt;br /&gt;yes i am back blogging, no i did not die, and yes i have been busy.&lt;br /&gt;well, my one week holiday has ended, and hell it wasnt fruitful at all, rather it involved one week of heavy procrastinating, many instances of distractions, and many occasions of ranting and regretting that i have succumbed myself to temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas, after the break ended, i realised that i REALLY shouldnt have slacked at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more assignments left to go, 7 more weeks of school to go before exams, 4 (actually 3) subjects to tackle, get through and hopefully scrape through with a P, and graduate fast so i can get my NS over and done with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to school in 12 hours and 15min, wish me luck, and if u see me slacking off, whack me on the head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all my peeps in uni who are gonna have exams soon, all the best, and God bless u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-8379118434708794097?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/8379118434708794097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=8379118434708794097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/8379118434708794097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/8379118434708794097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/04/ello-guys-yes-i-am-back-blogging-no-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-3033472413898279930</id><published>2007-04-16T00:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:33:05.702+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u thought bry was dead... u were wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's just having trouble updating his blog.. urghh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-3033472413898279930?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/3033472413898279930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=3033472413898279930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3033472413898279930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3033472413898279930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-u-thought-bry-was-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-1999865144329302392</id><published>2007-03-03T01:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:16:01.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>konichiwa shogun-tachi, genki da ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway forgive my horrible attempt at japanese. yep im back in good ol' melbourne for a brand new semester of school.. with 3 new subjects and 1 freakin repeated subject. WEll its kinda sad that the hols, but it was rather fruitful cuz managed to accomplish some stuff whilst i was in sg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) got to meet kai, mike's gf, who turned out to be one rather spunky individual who likes to ruffle my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) attempted to read up Torts B as i was unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) went shopping with becky, which turned out to be rather fruitless cuz i din buy anythin but a death note notebook; and Babel was one hell of a crappy movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) met up with meg and mel for a super belated ex-schoolmates get-together.. and yes  Pan's Labyrinth still haunts my naps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) undergo a rather intensive weight-loss programme, consisting of gymming, and a large cut in my carbs intake and a large intake of veggies and fruits... unfortunately, i only lost 4kg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) went for this massive murtabak feast with cheryl, which left me feeling super bloated (and guilty) after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) introduced by my church mates to a new hobby - board games (dun laugh.. but honestly.. they are DAMN fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) got to hang out wit jerry for the last time before he leaves for perth... and yes, Balcony was good (and expensive) shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep those were the main stuff that happened during my 3.5 month stay... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the first week of uni came and went.. and already im startin to feel the stress.  My biggest fear revolves around passing Property Law cuz i heard that it was one of the subs with the highest failure rate. Evidence and Equity are equally hard as well.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i MUST strive to get Torts OVER AND DONE WITH. oh, and i've decided to opt to do ALL 4 optional assignments for all my subjects, which i must complete within a span of two months... suicidal as it may seem.. but at least it gives me less stress for the exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i've decided to abandon joining the badminton and tennis club for reasons being i have absolutely no time to commit to either sport; however i have decided to take up GYM in order to attempt to reduce my weight to its original, and HOPEFULLY, to get MUCH fitter. The only drawback is that all the prices for membership have gone up by at least 50% because of the STUPID VSU legislation which had just passed (basically govt wants to cut funding for student clubs)... and hence, im left feeling really broke, in addition to the amt of money i have to spend on books, broadband and HEALTHCARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, complaints aside, i pray that God would be able to get me through this semester, and also to bless me with good (and merciful) lecturers/tutors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite, back to my late night mugging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyasumi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-1999865144329302392?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/1999865144329302392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=1999865144329302392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1999865144329302392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1999865144329302392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/03/konichiwa-shogun-tachi-genki-da-ne.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-5461573440805351506</id><published>2007-02-14T03:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:48:46.269+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy v.day everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irregardless of whether u are lucky, or as dateless as me, on this very day.. wishin' y'all a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes and a big shoutout to valentia who just turned 15 today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-5461573440805351506?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/5461573440805351506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=5461573440805351506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5461573440805351506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5461573440805351506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-v.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-3363211799620790893</id><published>2007-02-10T02:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:45:37.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got this off meiyin.. lets see whether i get lucky... heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr/bryys" title="My valentinr - bryys"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wishroll.com/widget/valentinr/large/bryys.jpg" alt="My Valentinr - bryys" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://wishroll.com/valentinr"&gt;Get your own valentinr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-3363211799620790893?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/3363211799620790893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=3363211799620790893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3363211799620790893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/3363211799620790893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/02/got-this-off-meiyin.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-1593730851339420663</id><published>2007-02-10T02:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:54:58.204+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a song composed by me in a matter of 15min.,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mee oh my i wanna go to the gym,&lt;br /&gt;so that i can be so sexy and slim.&lt;br /&gt;but if i do not go to the gym,&lt;br /&gt;my sis will come after me with a rolling pin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apologies.. i felt the blog was getting boring.. so ya =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways apologies yet again for neglecting my blog.. had so much stuff to do here and there and i was practically on my hands and feet trying to get them in order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways.. here's wads been happenin for the past weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my guitar died!!!!! my beautiful sexy sleek mean ass of a machine died on me after 2 long years!!!!! after a complete and rather shoddy dissection and fragmentation, the crux of the problem revolved around a cable which had snapped from the pickup (i.e. input jack). In a state of frantic-ness, i tried to fix the problem by SCOTCH-TAPING the wire back, but to no avail because it had to be SOLDERED (heck whenever i recall it i felt so frikkin embarrassed). and hence, had to send my guit all the way to Swee Lee's in Sims Drive to get it soldered at like 9.30 in the morn... thank God the people there are SOOO nice cuz i thought they would charge me a bomb for the job.. but noo, they did a complete re-wiring and touchup for just 25 bucks... gosh God sure sends angels in times of distress man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my hair looks disgusting!! i look like a mushroom with hair sticking over the place. (for those who dunno what im talking abt.. say if a guy wants to keep long hair, unless his hair had been plastered down since he was baby, he would go through this phase called the "mushroomhead phase" when his hair grows long but somehow sticks out like an afro cuz the hair thickens and becomes rather messy.. but yea u know wad i mean). so UNLESS i style my hair with gel, i practically look like some pri.6 kid who just got promoted to sec 1... urghh... i miss my bangs =(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i have absolutely no idea why BABEL was nominated for like 7 academy awards when the storyline makes ABSOLUTELY no sense at all. its basically like 4 stories running concurrently with each other and for some reason they are somewhat interconnected. I must say tho.. its no wonder it was rated M18. Heck, 15-30 min into the show, some kid starts jerking off in private... the female protagonist pees in a pan for all to see (thank goodness she was concealed)... and this demented psycho jap girl lets her knickers be seen by some jap dudes, lets her dentist touch her, and even strips stark naked for a middle-aged police officer... urghh wasted my $6.50 and 2hours 20 minutes of my life... ah well.. at LEAST the company was good... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) im sick again...gahh i hate getting sick. Just a few days before i left for melbourne for my hearing, i caught some nasty flu bug from Fusion and was crazy sick for like a week plus. Two days ago, i got vaccinated for the flu virus, and the next day, i got the flu again (wad happen is that when ur vaccinated, the flu virus is injected into ur body, and ur cells will remember, or try to remember it, and then get rid of it, hence boosting ur immunity system, but at the same time, ur body will develop flu-like symptoms and u become viremic).. ah well... because of my ailments i wasnt able to train my body, so looks like im gettin fat again.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yea thats some of the main stuff that happened; cant exactly remember the rest, but heck, i dun think u wanna hear it cuz u'll prolly collapse on ur keyboard... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wil update soon... cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-1593730851339420663?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/1593730851339420663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=1593730851339420663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1593730851339420663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1593730851339420663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/02/song-composed-by-me-in-matter-of-15min.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-2997679869867541770</id><published>2007-01-30T01:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:51:27.021+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh my 12 weeks of immortality are comin to an end... in just a lil more than 3 weeks and i'll be back in melb slaving away for my degree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. my hols this time round's been pretty slack... 'cept for the fact that i had to rush back to melb for a week... cuz i was unemployed and simply did not wanna do anything besdies hanging with my peeps and jammin on my guit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that... time really flies when ur havin fun.... c'est la vie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..now's the time to pry into a segment of bry's private life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it looks like its gonna be the 5th year in which i have been crushing on the first girl that allured my heart to a sweet surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and still i HAVENT got the guts to tell her how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, there have been countless times that i wished i had the guts to tell her how i feel, and pray and hope that she would be able to reciprocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant do it... i have no idea why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i resent the feeling of being dumped.. heck i even got dumped by a girl via MSN (like how sad is tt???).. and trust me.. the feeling of being dumped is equally horrible, maybe more than that of failing ur examinations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i think of the possibility of getting into a relationship with her.. a lot of things cloud my mind.. and of such.. hampers any prospects of my desire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of which was the stability of long-distance relationships.. based on the fact that i wld be in aust for the next two years, and probably subsequently to further my studies.. i've been advised by my peers that long-distance relationships are really hard to maintain, and requires loads of trust and faithfulness for it to flourish. And heck, the slightest bit of doubt can turn the relationship sour and, it might just disintegrate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another is that... the qn arises as to whether i REALLY wanna commit myself to just ONE girl for my entire life... i mean like.. why should guys get themselves restricted to just one person at an age where they are extremely prone to mix around and, colloquially, flirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i quote from evelyn, singlehood seriously rocks... but smtimes it tends to get rather lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back at my relationship with her.. i realise that we are really just better off as friends... close friends at most... if not best of friends... nothing more... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably. i shdnt just follow the ways of the world, but just pray and rely on God to determine the path that He has chosen for me to walk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. study first than think of zabo later =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i apologise for the rather random ranting that i have concocted, which just wasted 5min of ur time, so to make up for it.. i needs to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does bry look better in long or short hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rb4IID3TTbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lyEC5kzet7w/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rb4IID3TTbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lyEC5kzet7w/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025463168761286066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rb4JSj3TTdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7rO2rMB5GF4/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rb4JSj3TTdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7rO2rMB5GF4/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025464448661540306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me ur opinion on the tagbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. fyi, the first pic, which looks rather odd, was NOT taken by me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-2997679869867541770?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/2997679869867541770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=2997679869867541770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/2997679869867541770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/2997679869867541770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/gosh-my-12-weeks-of-immortality-are.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1IQ8xIcSa6c/Rb4IID3TTbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lyEC5kzet7w/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-1240690813490626067</id><published>2007-01-25T02:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:53:14.270+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a really old song tt i found in my ancient collection of cds.. and its really meaningful.. esp to sm1 that u like for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Joey McIntyre: Stay the Same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever wish you were someone else,&lt;br /&gt;You were meant to be the way you are exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever say you don't like the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to love yourself, you're better off by far.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you always stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;cuz there's nothin' 'bout you I would change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;I think that you could be whatever you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;If you could realize, all the dreams you have inside.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid if you've got something to say,&lt;br /&gt;Just open up your heart and let it show you the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Reach down inside.&lt;br /&gt;The love you find will set you free.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself, you will come alive.&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in what you do.&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-1240690813490626067?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/1240690813490626067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=1240690813490626067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1240690813490626067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/1240690813490626067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-really-old-song-tt-i-found-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-6885395602349576258</id><published>2007-01-25T02:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:47:30.157+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bryys is back in singapore after an arduous week in sizzling melbourne and burdened by the dreaded APC hearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is wad happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 5 sleepless nights, donned in a suit and tie, with his hair cropped short and neatly parted, bryys found himself outside the door of the Students' Rights Office seeking pre-hearing advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, he realised that his hearing had not even commenced and was SERIOUSLY overdue. Panic-stricken, he browsed his documents over and over checking to see whether  they were correct, simultaneously surveying the surroundings for signs of hope that his hearing was gonna take place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minutes later, he got called into the office for counselling, and was told that the hearings were running SUPER late bc some student brought in a lawyer into the hearing and it dragged on for like eternity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after counselling, he went outside the conference room to wait his turn to be heard.. and was made to wait for another 20min cuz the panel was still takin their own sweet time on one particular case. (normally a hearing lasts 30min, plus 10min for the panel to deliver their decision). Still shakin in his shoes, bryys rehearsed his lines over and over just to be uphold the singaporean tradition of kiasu-ism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was then called in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got introduced to the panel, asked to sit down and was told:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we're happy to let u continue subject to some conditions...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just like that, bryys was dismissed and the whole saga ended in 5 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and he left with a huge smile on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big thank u for all ur prayers and encouragement... i seriously cldnt have done it w/o all ur support...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my parents for sponsoring my trip and giving me moral support 3000 miles away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u God for EVERYTHING...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-6885395602349576258?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/6885395602349576258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=6885395602349576258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6885395602349576258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6885395602349576258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/bryys-is-back-in-singapore-after.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-8394820816462341501</id><published>2007-01-17T23:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:24:32.335+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found this song inspiring, do u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hillsong United: Came to the Rescue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling on my knees in worship&lt;br /&gt;Giving all I am to seek Your face&lt;br /&gt;Lord all I am is Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life I place in your hands&lt;br /&gt;God of mercy&lt;br /&gt;Humbled I bow down&lt;br /&gt;In your prescence at your throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called&lt;br /&gt;You answered&lt;br /&gt;And you came to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be where You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;Be lifted high&lt;br /&gt;In our world&lt;br /&gt;Be lifted high&lt;br /&gt;In our love&lt;br /&gt;Be lifted high&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-8394820816462341501?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/8394820816462341501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=8394820816462341501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/8394820816462341501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/8394820816462341501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-found-this-song-inspiring-do-u.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-5230600736219387833</id><published>2007-01-17T22:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:16:31.650+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bryy is back in melbourne even though school only starts next month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and no its not because he's damn boliao, has nth better to do, or has too much money and wants to splurge it unnecessarily to flaunt his wealth, which he obviously does not have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no my frens, bryy is here on important business, a matter that could decide the fate of  mankind, a decision which could alter the course of life for all eternity........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryy has to appear before the Academic Progress Committee (APC) to try and convince them to allow him to continue in university -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of u might remember that i ran into trouble with the APC in 1st year when i failed practically a whole semester, and was almost kicked out of uni, but by God's grace was saved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this time, i have to appear before them again once more, but this time in person, to explain to them why i failed Torts A, a compulsory subject, twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to that, i did explain to them through mail that i was deeply affected by my grandma's passing and couldn't concentrate on that particular paper, but obviously they dun buy it and want to see whether i GENUINELY was deeply affected by it.. sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, basking in a blazing hot summer, on my pathetic dialup internet, and jet-lagged to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part is that they only need to see me on the 22nd only, but i cldnt get ANY flights as close to that as possible, so i managed to (thankfully by God's grace)grab a qantas ticket on the 16th, which transited in Adelaide, as well as a return ticket on the 23rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im really worried about it, because im worried they might just kick me out, and all my hopes and aspirations as a lawyer will crumble into oblivion. and u know me, i HATE interviews, lest hearings, cuz i get the nerves REALLY badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me ya... and for my non-christian readers, wish me all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-5230600736219387833?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/5230600736219387833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=5230600736219387833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5230600736219387833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/5230600736219387833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/bryy-is-back-in-melbourne-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-4745702183045506646</id><published>2007-01-11T02:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T02:28:03.148+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as of now im proud to say that im HAPPILY UNEMPLOYED!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyep, u heard me, bryy is totally unemployed for his 12 weeks of immortality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is bored to death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hence this post will be very short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-4745702183045506646?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/4745702183045506646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=4745702183045506646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/4745702183045506646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/4745702183045506646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/as-of-now-im-proud-to-say-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-6230682469132525956</id><published>2007-01-06T02:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T02:23:50.573+11:00</updated><title type='text'>death note!!!</title><content type='html'>death note 2 is DA BOMB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for u readers who have absolutely no idea wad DEATH NOTE is..... man u guys suck... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically its abt this super smart guy (Light) who found this black notebook that was (supposedly) intentionally dropped by the Death God that owned it (Ryuk). Wad happens is that, if a name is written in the book with the image of that person in the writer's mind, and a cause of death is written, that person WILL die in that manner of death specified. If the method of death is not specified, the victim will die of a heart attack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Light here is angry with the world, bc criminals who committed dirty crimes were set free, unprosecuted, and hence he decided to kill all of them off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Light was busy killing people, Ryuk came to see him, and told him all about the notebook, as well as the consequences of the user of the notebook (if he dies, he wld neither go to heaven or hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens of the world realised that the crime rate had dropped amazingly due to the deaths of the criminals, and hence they believed that there was indeed a saviour of the world who does justice to criminals, hence they named that 'saviour' KIRA, which turned out to be Light. (obviously the ppl do not know the identity of KIRA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police are dumbfounded, cuz they dunno the identity of the person who had been killing off the criminals. Hence, they hired this damn smart detective, known only as 'L', to trace the perpatrator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and hence results in the two of them trying to outsmart each other in a battle of wit and intellect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short.. go watch the movie (actually go watch the anime first... gives u better hindsight of the whole thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMANE MISA IS THE BOMB!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...now must go and find Death Note 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-6230682469132525956?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/6230682469132525956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=6230682469132525956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6230682469132525956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6230682469132525956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/death-note.html' title='death note!!!'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-6306956741372003517</id><published>2007-01-03T23:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:06:57.991+11:00</updated><title type='text'>revival</title><content type='html'>a big happy new year to everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a really long hiatus, bryys has decided to go back to blogging because he has nothing else better to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 came and went, and seriously, it was one heck of a year.. filled with periods of happiness, and also laden with times of disappointment and grief. but hey, following chinese tradition, one, in anticipation of the arrival of the new year, must forgive and forget the wrongs of others, bury hatchets, and start the new year afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the Lord for all the friends he has blessed me with for the past years, of which i shall name a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mike &amp; bryan : the best friends i could ever ask for, who truly are indispensable. I thank God for the super long friendship He has blessed us with. May it never falter or fade to inexistence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. azzad: my good ol bro in melb. i thank you for all the crazy times we had, and the trials and tribulations we went through together.. and yes.. for all the drinking, partying and stoning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. mel, nita and didi: the funkiest and fun-nest sisters i ever had in melb.. and have tolerated my lameness for 3 years running.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. jerry: my godbro and friend since wayyyyyyy back.. thanks for all the friendship and crap we went through, wishin ya all the best in uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. rayner + val + shu en + YG 3 + our church gang: thanks for the crap we had in church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. megan: one of the few ex-classmates i ever caught up (and maintained contact) with. i thank you for all the moral support u have gave me and the constant reminding about God's infinite grace and mercy. God really must have spent a lil more time on u.. and no im not being lame.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. chuang: the older sister i never had... thanks for all the friendship for the last years even though we HARDLY meet up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. all the people i forgot to name: thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 also signifies the end of my teenage years, and the start of adulthood. In lieu of this, my resolutions for this year are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To continue walking close to God. Truly, my position today would not have materialised if it werent for God's abundant grace and mercy, who had picked me up from the murky depths of the abyss and had shown me the light that sparkled at the end of a dark tunnel. God should not solely be called upon in times of desperation. Rather, He should be called upon EVERYDAY, because He is defintely worthy of ALL praise and adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God has taught me to anticipate for everything, as all things do not always go according to plan. I, too, must learn not to be so stubborn and narrow-minded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crux of this statement revolves around my rather pathetic love life. I used to cling on to the hope that my long-term crush of 4 years was the one that i had been searching for all my life, and that she, in turn, would reciprocate her feelings back to me. Well, currently, it seems that the chemistry that i had with her is slowly fading into oblivion, and yes, there is strong uncertainty of a prospect of a steady relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are countless times that in events like these, i would slip into one heck of a depression, and complain to God that He was unfair and i din wanna listen to Him no more. Occasionally, the thought of taking a knife and plunging into my throat would surface and resound deafeningly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be nerve-wrecking, but i will learn to anticipate and overcome change, accepting the change as it is, and not complain at all. because in all things, God has a plan for everything, and He will not forsake us, no matter what. If God decides that X is not the one for me, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dilligence is a virtue; may i learn to be more hardworking, and less complacent, in my academical studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I too must learn not to be judgemental towards others, as books clearly should not be judged by their covers alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i guess that's about it for the time being... will TRY to update more often.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may all of u have a blessed year, and may God bless u always and forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-6306956741372003517?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/6306956741372003517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=6306956741372003517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6306956741372003517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/6306956741372003517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2007/01/revival.html' title='revival'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115418041123892518</id><published>2006-07-29T23:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:48:33.660+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fun fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sth interestin tt i thought i shd share wit u guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;taken from meiyin's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Put your music player of choice on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Scene one = first song played, scene two = second, so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. No cheating/skipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="cutid1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Opening Credits :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Alive: SR-71&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the first few frames run... a mysterious figure raises from a rectangular box which strongly resembles that of a coffin.... n the lights turn on.. it was you rising from bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. The Life :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Blanket of Fear: Papa Roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Singapore colloquilsm, ur known as a paikia.. striking fear into the hearts of innocent people as u terrorise the streets looking for a bone to pi&lt;/span&gt;ck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. The Girl :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; God of All Creation: Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect song... admist ur reign of terror.. a girl waltzes by the alleyways... u stop whatever ur doing.. n u realise.. tt the girl was whom u had always prayed for.. or sth like tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4.The Change :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Jenova: FF7:AC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In your quest to try to get her attention... err...  you turn into a hideous monster.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. The Chase: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chop Suey: System of a Down&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... u run after her... as fast as a glutton eating chop suey??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. The Encounter :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Going Under: Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*clears all the obscene stuff going thru my head* i dunno how to describe this... hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. The Smile :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Dr Jones: Aqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;she smiled at u... n immediately a surge of happiness coarses through ur body.. and u feel 'cured'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. The Move :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Someone that you're with: Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You try to ask her out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. The Reaction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Jie Kou (Excuse): Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;she said sth like, err.. 'i gotta go run some errands.. but definitely one day...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. The Bliss :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My Last Breath: Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You got so happy u felt that u cld die happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. The Next day :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Without Wings: Butterfly Effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;u go back to the same plc n hope to bump into her agn.... i know nth to do wit wings.. jeez&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. The Girl..again: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Slept with Someone with FAll Out Boy and All I Got was this Stupid Song: Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13. The Boy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faithful: Storytold&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apprarently, she's attached to another dude.. n they were seen hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. The Envy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Blessed: Hillsongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so much for envy being one of the seven deadliest sins... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15. The Depression : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Run It: Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;depressed-stricken and sadness filling to the brim, u ran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. The Suicide :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Way Away: Yellowcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;realising that life jas no meaning, u got a rope, tied a noose n hung urself.. hopin tt u wld go 'way away away' from the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17. The End :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Canon Rock: JerryC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;instead of soppy sad violin music, a guy riffs Pachabel's Canon at breakneck speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in case u guys were still blur, my story is a crap one abt a boy who loved someone he cldnt love.. tragic morbid and dumb story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-115418041123892518?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115418041123892518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115418041123892518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115418041123892518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115418041123892518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/07/fun-fun.html' title='fun fun'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115383220819502300</id><published>2006-07-25T22:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:56:50.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>2nd week of uni n im stressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admin Law&lt;/span&gt; is a pain in the arse...  its so jumbled n the textbook doesnt make sense either... arghh.. now i know why its given to 4th years to do.... even the 1st tutorial qn is like 7 pages long... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contracts&lt;/span&gt; just started and alrd im pretty much lost.. lecturer is damn funny.. but it makes no diff if i dun even understand whats going on in class... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PCS&lt;/span&gt; is hard to follow.. cuz we dun have any material to rely upon at the moment n the issues involved are tooooooooooo complicated... the only one i can handle so far is undoubtly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crim&lt;/span&gt; cuz.. well.. i've done it b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top it all off, my timetable is scheduled in such a way tt i have to skip lunch for 3, maybe 4 days... n i practically have to run to almost every class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surviving one week w/o feeling tortured wld be a blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would u feel if u realised tt the one u love has been taken by someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-115383220819502300?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115383220819502300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115383220819502300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115383220819502300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115383220819502300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/07/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115357494923921876</id><published>2006-07-22T23:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:29:09.346+10:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>no mood to blog.. so just gonna post some random pics for ur entertainment.. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/ABCD0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/ABCD0001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wicked bass guit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/ABCD0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/ABCD0002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big ass acoustic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/ABCD0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/ABCD0003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleek sexy electric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/ABCD0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/ABCD0004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rare shot of bry on da piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/21-07-06_2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/21-07-06_2350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enter bry's ozzie office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/21-07-06_2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/21-07-06_2351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleepin quarters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/21-07-06_2349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/21-07-06_2349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;soymilk to carry thru the arduous mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/22-07-06_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/22-07-06_2139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sweet temptations to feed the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/22-07-06_2302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/22-07-06_2302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;entertainment atop a bed of courduroy (darn ex pouch...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/21-07-06_2348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/21-07-06_2348.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with a lil moral support from his enthusiastic mascot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/28487736-115357494923921876?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115357494923921876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115357494923921876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115357494923921876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115357494923921876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115340959987167651</id><published>2006-07-21T01:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:33:19.940+10:00</updated><title type='text'>back to melb</title><content type='html'>back in melbourne for yet another hardcore semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of sch just endedwith things startin off pretty badly. Firstly, my appeal for Torts B failed n it looks im gonna be doing Torts AGAIN for the THIRD time.. oh gosh.. when will i EVER clear torts... n secondly,i failed to get a transfer for my FLAP programme from thurs to fri.. so looks like im gonna be having a darn hectic schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becuz i cldnt get the friday schedule, my choices for my 4th subject were pretty much limited, hence i had to settle for the only subject tt cld sorta fit 'comfortably' in my schedule: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Administrative Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cim as it sounds, its actually a 4th year subject. Being fresh out of constitutional law, this is gonna be WAY heavier and WAY drier than before.. heck even the lecturer bores the students to death.. ah well... better get it over n done wit me den delay it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parents, Children &amp;amp; State&lt;/span&gt; is the subject out of my other 3 (contract b, crim b, admin) to be the MOST interesting unit i've ever taken. Primarily, the subject is a component of Family Law which deals with issues pertaining to parents and children (duh), e.g. divorce, family violence, surrogacy etc. The class is darm small (&lt;50 strength), of which less than 15 are guys. Seems like guys cant be stuffed with such touchy and emotionally challenging subjects and hence they settle for subs which are perfect for becomin rich(e.g Corp Law, Banking Law, etc). Furthermore, e lecturer is REALLY enthusiastic abt it, which seems that i'll be in good hands this year. FLAP seems interesting as well cuz i get to experience life in a legal clinic dealing wit family matters for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed God has blessed me with a good start to my 2nd sem in uni, although some things didnt turn out the way i wanted to. But i believe that all these minor hiccups are all part of God's plan, to test my faith in Him in times where things go rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may God guide me throughout this new semester as he had done for my previous semesters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, need to get some rest, friday's been reserved for me to catch up wit all my notes and for intensive mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big holler to all my peeps back in sg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-115340959987167651?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115340959987167651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115340959987167651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115340959987167651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115340959987167651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-to-melb.html' title='back to melb'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115271142025819598</id><published>2006-07-12T23:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:37:00.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>(unofficial) results are out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contract Law A: 56 (pass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consti Law: 60 (credit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminal Law A: 70 (distinction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torts A: 40 (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;unfortunately for me, under my stupid conditional entry paper, i have to pass ALL my subjects in order to advance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u can imagine how panicky i am now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent an appeal letter to the faculty to reconsider my conditional paper and, hopefully, allow me to proceed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls pray for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-115271142025819598?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115271142025819598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115271142025819598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115271142025819598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115271142025819598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/07/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115229137157459208</id><published>2006-07-08T02:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T02:56:12.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>huge apology</title><content type='html'>wow its july alrd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway HUGE APOLOGY for neglecting my blog.. have been really busy the last few days chillin a home n hanging wit my peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... been back from shanghai for a LONG LONG time... really thank God for lettin me go back home early to join my folks (n cheryl's family) in shanghai... n just today i realised that i've yet to upload pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arrival at shanghai airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at Wuxi amidst the darn awful stench of the moss-filled sea behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wit da folks at Wuxi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wit folks at Suzhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/30.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at Westlake, Hangzhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/54.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ditto wit cheryl's family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, my siblings n a baby in a bucket in Hangzhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at some garden in Hangzhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wuzhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/6.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shanghai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/shanghai%20261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/shanghai%20261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nanjing road, Shanghai (shopping district)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/shanghai%20269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/shanghai%20269.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;temple cum shopping area in Shanghai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thats abt part 1 of da photos... shall upload the more interesting ones next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-115229137157459208?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115229137157459208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115229137157459208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115229137157459208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115229137157459208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/07/huge-apology.html' title='huge apology'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115054845149395035</id><published>2006-06-17T22:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T22:47:31.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back in singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying to shanghai in less than 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back next fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n for those who still have exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MUGGING!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-115054845149395035?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115054845149395035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115054845149395035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115054845149395035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115054845149395035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-singapore-flying-to-shanghai.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-115012155551558772</id><published>2006-06-12T23:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:12:35.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>photo time</title><content type='html'>in departure of my usual serious postings... this post shall be dedicated to some photos which i found reasonably interesting and hence would serve to entertain than to bore my readers to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/a.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/a.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Bryy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/b.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/b.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primary sch bryy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/bryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/bryan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;secondary sch bryy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/Picture%2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/Picture%2023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/8229552925782l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylors Bryy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/Picture%2074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/Picture%2074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st yr bryy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/Picture%2082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/Picture%2082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when bryy ended up wit pink hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/Picture%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/Picture%20102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when bryy decided to be guai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/untitled.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;path to baldness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/c.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/c.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bryy n siblings then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/19733462621606l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/19733462621606l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/IMG_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/IMG_1267.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bryy with bowl hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/Picture207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/Picture207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bryy n da gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/DSC00150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/DSC00150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bryy n sis comparing hair lengths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/Picture043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/Picture043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..err.. i dunno wad we're doin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yup thats abt it fir me... tune in soon&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/28487736-115012155551558772?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/115012155551558772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=115012155551558772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115012155551558772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/115012155551558772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/photo-time.html' title='photo time'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114986024302331360</id><published>2006-06-09T23:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:37:23.023+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN EXACTLY 7 DAYS I WILL BE BACK HOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN EXACTLY 8 DAYS I WILL BE IN SHANGHAI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CANT WAIT TILL EXAMS ARE OVER AND DONE WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/28487736-114986024302331360?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114986024302331360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114986024302331360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114986024302331360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114986024302331360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-exactly-7-days-i-will-be-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114985921999814543</id><published>2006-06-09T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:20:20.010+10:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Tomlin: How Great is Our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The splendor of the King, clothed in majesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;                     Let all the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;                  All the earth rejoice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide&lt;br /&gt;                    And trembles at His voice&lt;br /&gt;                    Trembles at His voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;How great is our God, sing with me&lt;br /&gt;                    How great is our God, and all will see&lt;br /&gt;                    How great, how great is our God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Age to age He stands&lt;br /&gt;                    And time is in His hands&lt;br /&gt;                    Beginning and the end&lt;br /&gt;                    Beginning and the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Godhead Three in One&lt;br /&gt;                    Father Spirit Son&lt;br /&gt;                    The Lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;                    The Lion and the Lamb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;How great is our God, sing with me&lt;br /&gt;                    How great is our God, and all will see&lt;br /&gt;                    How great, how great is our God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Name above all names&lt;br /&gt;                    Worthy of all praise&lt;br /&gt;                    My heart will sing&lt;br /&gt;                    How great is our God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;How great is our God, sing with me&lt;br /&gt;                    How great is our God, and all will see&lt;br /&gt;                    How great, how great is our God (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for giving me the confidence and the courage to do (and finish) my 2nd examination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Clearly, God makes the impossible possible, vanquishes our fears, makes our paths straight, and many other extraordinary things.. all we have to do is to place our trust in Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes Lord, may i always remain faithful to You always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114985921999814543?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114985921999814543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114985921999814543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114985921999814543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114985921999814543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/thank-god.html' title='thank God'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114969090009429754</id><published>2006-06-07T23:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:46:15.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>recollections</title><content type='html'>God opened my eyes yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now realise why God has placed me in law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who have known me since gm days know me as a science freak, cuz i love science and have always aspired to be a pharmacist, or a doctor.. in gm days i graduated with all 3s in my sciences, in taylors days i graudated mainly with HDs in chem and Cs in Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to out MUFY grades, i realised that i missed just 5 points to get into Pharmacy, hence i had to decide between biomedical science and law. Having been inspired by a few law shows, i figured i should give law a shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 2 years, my arrogance had overwhelmed me.. i always harboured this high-and-mighty behaviour that i entered uni earlier than my mates, and i felt that law was a breeze, hence i played like a monkey last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my 1st year results came, i was shocked beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was granted under strict conditions to continue onto 2nd year.. however the implicit humiliation i had to endure was overwhelming.. not only was i academically segregated from my friends, i had to face the fact that i was a repeat student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam preparation was the worst. I had this old habit that if i could remember the important facts of the subject, the exam would be a breeze for me... sadly once again.. i was jolted back to reality when i realised that i had to fail to overcome one of the most important aspects of all exams: time management... Expounding too much information on one question eats up a whole chunk of time and pretty soon, i had to resort to writing sloppy answers (thankfully relatively elligible) to make up for the time i had needlessly spent on one question.. and hence screwing up the entire exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and time i complain to God, why do you place in me such a horrible course? why didn't you let me pursue science which i loved? why am i facing so much crap in exams when i put in my hardest? why God why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, God answered my complaints through my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;for many of my non-christian friends they would probably go 'huh?'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like God loved his son Jesus so much that he was willing to let him suffer so much for our sakes, He is making em go through so much crap to show how much He loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still skeptical? heres why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If i had pursued my interest in science, i would never experienced how tough the real world is (no offence to my science friends).. if one has never tasted the pain of failure, or the sufferings incurred through trials and tribulations, one would reduced to an insignificant speck of dust as soon as one steps in to the real world. For me, who has never tasted the bitterness of failure until i attained the age of 17, it was harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all done according to God's Will.. and i deeply appreciate whatever He has done for me. If i hadn't opened my eyes earlier, who knows what would happen to me in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thankful for rededicating my life back to Christ in 2005&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114969090009429754?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114969090009429754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114969090009429754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114969090009429754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114969090009429754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/recollections.html' title='recollections'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114955646463714178</id><published>2006-06-06T11:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:14:24.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>short post</title><content type='html'>just sth interestin tts worth viewing.. taken off meiyin's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You Know You're Asian When....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bold all that which apply*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Your mother has a short-haired, curly perm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your dad is some sort of engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Your parents still tried to get you into places half-price saying you were 12 when you were really 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. You ask your parents help on one math problem and 2 hours later they're still lecturing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. You have a 40 lb. bag of rice in your pantry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You shop 99 ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Everyone thinks you're "Chinese" no matter what part of Asia your ancestors were from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. You've had a bowl haircut at one point in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Your parents enjoy comparing you to their friends' kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. You've had to sit through karaoke videos with scantily clad, ugly Asian women attempting to dance and walk around a temple, forest, or library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Your parents say, "Don't forget your heritage." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. You drive mostly Japanese cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. You've learned to keep bargaining even if the prices are rock bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. You've had to eat parts of animals they don't even put in hot dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. At least once, you've started a joke with "Confucius say...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. You know what bok choy is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. You've gotten little red envelopes around February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Piles of shoes tend to make it hard to open the front, back, and closet doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. You hear (your name + eee (optional) + yah!) every time someone calls you (e.g. Jean - ee - yah! or Mary - yah!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You have no eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Idiot people try to impress you with pathetic imitation Asian languages, like the ever-so-popular: ching chong woo bok chi, etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Your parents say leaving rice in your bowl is a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;The Bio lectures on marine life (seaweed, sea cucumbers, octopii) was last night's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;24. Your ancestors 1000 generations back invented the back scratcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. At least one family member wears black wire/plastic frame glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. &lt;/span&gt;Your parents hover over your tired, caffeine-drugged body at 12 midnight to say, "In Korea (or other native country), we studied even more."&lt;br /&gt;27. Your parents expect you'll be best friends with any one off the street in any given area as long as they are Asian.&lt;br /&gt;28. An Asian woman comes on campus and people ask: "Is that your mother?" Well then, "Is it your sister?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Your relatives' houses smell like incense, mothballs or both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Your parents say, "Calculus? I took Calculus in 8th grade!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Everyone thinks you're good at math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. Your parents' vocabulary is filled with "ai-yahs, and Wah's."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. You like $1.75 movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. You like $1.50 movies even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Your aunts and uncles bring you back adorable clothing from Asia with fuzzy bunnies, vinyl ducks, and English words that make no sense, in great colors like yellow, pink, magenta, orange, and the ever popular lime green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Your parents insist you marry within your race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. You never order chop suey, sweet and sour pork, or any other imitation of oriental food.&lt;br /&gt;38. You either really, really want to go to UCI or really, really want to stay away from it.&lt;br /&gt;39. Your parents have never kissed you.&lt;br /&gt;40. Your parents have never kissed each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. You learned about the birds and the bees from someone other than your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. "You want a stereo?! When I was your age, I didn't even have shoes!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. People see a bunch of scribbles on a chopstick and ask you to translate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. You have to call just about all your parent's friends "Auntie and Uncle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45. You have 12+ aunts and uncles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46. At expensive restaurants, you order a delicious glass of water for your beverage and NEVER order dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Your parents simply cut the green/black part off the bread and say "Eat anyway. It's still good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. The vast majority of the people related to you wear glasses. Thick glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49. You will most likely be taller than your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Your parents have either made you play the piano, the violin, or both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. You get nothing if you do well in school, but crapped on if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52. When going to other people's houses, you always have to bring a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Your dad still pulls his socks up to his knees, you know, the ones with the blue and pink stripes at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;54. Your family owns a tennis racquet, golf clubs, or both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Your family always cheers for the Asian athlete on TV (i.e. Michael Chan.) (ichiro!!)&lt;br /&gt;56. The furniture in your house never matches the wallpaper, the carpet, the decorations, or any of the rest of the furniture&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. You have rocks, sticks, leaves, and strange-smelling, unknown substances in your pantry for use as medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;58. You own a rice cooker or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;59. You buy soy sauce by the gallon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Your family owns butcher knives bigger than your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;61. Your parents tell you about how long it took for them to get to school, how horrible the weather was in their native country, and how much they still appreciated going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;62. Your parents buy you clothes and shoes many sizes too big so you can "grow into it" and wear it for years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114955646463714178?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114955646463714178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114955646463714178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114955646463714178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114955646463714178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/short-post.html' title='short post'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114909345790880655</id><published>2006-06-01T02:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:37:37.930+10:00</updated><title type='text'>another dedicated post</title><content type='html'>i know im supposed to be on hiatus, but i just had to do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another entry dedicated to bryy's  friends, this time to his precious treasured lil adik &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;athiyah&lt;/span&gt; to whom her abang blatantly forgot to include her name in one of his previous entries and hence had no choice and in order to make her happy  this was done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. got to know her when i was in sec2 (or sec 3) during the old Gm days... i was in scouts (yea i know.. laugh) and she was in guides.. and well.. theoretically speakin.. scouts and guides are supposed to mix and mingle with each other and we're supposed to have really close bonds with each other.,. such that scouts and guides are brothers and sisters. But here in gm. this is how we pull people into joining scouts/guides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'eh u wanna jio girl guides/boy scouts or not, join scouts/guides la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep and that's how our CCA became the second largest uniform group in gm (1st was NP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. got to know adik from some orientation crap, where the scouts and guides were supposed to play games wit each other.. and my first impression of her was... 'with her thick-frame glasses and 'guai'-like personality, sure nerd wan la'...  then my presumption of her faded rapidly through time... the memorable thing about her that i remembered during CCA was that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHE ALWAYS BULLIED ME&lt;/span&gt;.. i mean well.. me being older. supposed to bully those who were younger.. but ironically.. SHE bullies me .. n SHE's a GIRL.. how embarrassing.. oh n i defintely remember being dragged to Mackers to teach her math...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then gradually together with Jane n some other people, we became sth like god-siblings.. n we only maintained close contact for 1 year when i was still in singapore. Then, when i left for australia, i practically lost contact with all of them... except adik n prob jane.. but defintely adik cuz i remember spending 3 hours over teh phone talking  about absolute nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. having athiyah as my godsis was a blessing really, despite already having two younger blood sisters. She, like most of my peeps, readily listens to ur lamentations and occasionally gives good advice and stuff, and in return, she burdens you with all teh crap thats happenin in her life.. that aside, she's really fun to be with, and a good student as well... n yes, im glad we FINALLY got the opportunity to chat today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...remind me to meet up with u when i get back ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114909345790880655?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114909345790880655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114909345790880655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114909345790880655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114909345790880655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-dedicated-post.html' title='another dedicated post'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114900117490174800</id><published>2006-05-31T00:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T01:14:56.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>exam feva</title><content type='html'>exactly one more week to my much-awaited exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... n im  pooped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad formal lectures are over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just completed typing 13 weeks of Torts notes after spending 20 hours non-stop on the comp.. and my eyes are dying... now im prayin that i'll be able to get da rest of my notes in order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then i'll be ready for the exams (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways putting exams aside, there's sth i must show u guys..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;.................       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thats how long it took to upload the bloody image,  lousy dialup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/31-05-06_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/31-05-06_0039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyep i finally bought my effects pedal!!! though its not as big, bulky nor does it have as many effects as those KORG or FENDER models... this one's pretty good, considering my budget... managed to grab the last one during the clearance sale at Cranbourne Music.. hehe... typical singaporean.. last one always da best... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get back to sg n plug it in my baby.......my guit.... which is in like 16 days.... but first gotta get through exams... -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/ABCD0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/ABCD0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;will be on abit of a hiatus.. but i'll try to update whenever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care y'all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114900117490174800?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114900117490174800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114900117490174800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114900117490174800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114900117490174800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/exam-feva.html' title='exam feva'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114874061245701797</id><published>2006-05-27T23:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T00:36:52.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>love,  a strong liking for someone or something, an object of affection and, as depicted by Sinatra, a crazy lil thing indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. the perils of love are beyond compare. It turns the grumpiest and coldest person into the happiest one in existence. Yet again, it tears e happiest person into a grief-stricken lump, sucuumbed to the depths of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing to my childhood, back in teh old kindergarten, lower primary days, guys n gals were segregated from each other, each gender confined to their own social circle, i.e. guys will always hang around with guys n gals with gals. When walkin from class to class, e teachers would make the whole class lines up in 2 rows, segregated, n would force us to hold the other's hand, which we would reluctantly comply. In primary school, guys and gals slowly started to mingle with each other, however, each were cautious as to how much mingling they could  as prolonged mixing with a particular person from the opposite sex led to the childish presumption that the two were bf-gf, much to the amusement from the other kids, who would constantly tease the hell outta the protesting victim and his/her 'mate'. The victim was always dared to kiss his/her 'mate', or at the very least, hold her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the years, the guys gradually started hangin out with the girls and vice versa, and soon enough, couples and relationships started sprouting like reproducing rabbits, numerous beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in gm and taylors days, i've witnessed many relationships come and go, some reccuring, some a few years, months, even days.. the shortest i've ever seen lasted only a day.. my perception of love is like a parent is to a child, undying and ceaseless. Yet, there are many cases in  school, and even the world, abt guys cheating on their girlfriends, girls cheatin on their boyfriends, guys and girls havin multiple mates, guys changing girlfriends every 2 weeks, vice versa, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one,  my single friends started attaching themselves with their 'significant others'. Back in gm, it was, apprently, a 'cool' thing to get attached in the prime of your youth (= &lt;18 years of age)... which, i perceive was the probable cause of the numerous relationship breakdowns... cuz the guys were not able to stay faithful to their girls, and vice versa, or rather, they were not prepared to meet the requirements of maintaining a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled with this problem as well..as if i were to be in a relationship with someone, it is highly likely that my gf wont wanna see me hanging arnd with gals that often. Hence for me, exhibiting the traits of a testoterone-charged individual, it is almost close to impossible, until i get married. and  in  turn,  having inherited the protectionist trait from my parents, i wouldnt wanna see the like happen as well. Particularly considering that im studyin overseas, it is difficult to stop worryin as to whether my gf is hanging out wit some guy(s) or mebbe her ex... unless the mutual trust forged between the two individuals is SO strong that it is highly unlikely to happen. Unfortunately,  this trait, presumably to be demonstrated largely by married couples, has been exhibited less n less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence my qn: how does one love another?, or rather, how does one know that the other is right for him/her self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a crush on a particular girl for a period of 3-4 years, up till now i have not made a move on her at all, or rather, i dumbfounded as to how to even approach the situation. Why do i like her, you say? particularly becuase, whenever im with her, i feel a surge of comfort coursing through my body as though she was the one i was looking for. She, too exhibits a nice, caring personality, and we do share a few common interests. Basically she was everything i was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this perception that girls expect guys to make the first move before commencing a relationship, and that relationships do not flourish until one has been dumped prior. Looking back, i did enter a relationship (lasted 2 weeks.. knew it wldnt last long.. heck i was only 15) and i did get dumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now, im courage-less as to approaching a girl and confessing my feelings, particularly cuz of the fear tt might get dumped again... maybe its due to my constant worries which is why im currently confined to bachelorhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, having witnessed the ups n downs of relationships, i'd rather follow the path of my dad, who worked hard to where he is now, and only when he was financially able to support a family then he met, and married my mum....... wonder which girl would gladly wait for me till im in my late twenties/early thirties before commencing a relationship.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its high time i followed my mum's advice to start prayin for a future significant other to come and light up my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114874061245701797?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114874061245701797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114874061245701797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114874061245701797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114874061245701797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114866664159126384</id><published>2006-05-27T03:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T04:07:03.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'>post dedicated</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to a dear friend of mine (really ah) by the name of Chuang (or CHUANGARELLA as she was called.. hahahahhaa)..*mainly because of complaints that e previous posts abt her were 'too short'*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short background about her, she's 19 (or 20) years old,  resides in Kelantan, and is studyin in Deakin Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in the same Maths A class back in Taylors in 2004 under the very Russian teacher Mrs Harut. Coincidentally, Chuang's the first girl i met in class.. considering that she was walking in front of me n hence she became the first girl i saw (heh heh lame....) . My first impression of her was that she was those kind of people who were very pretty, but very proud.. hence i kinda avoided speaking to her.. the other reason being was that i din really know her tt well n she was always surrounded by her bunch of msian n hk kakis. She, being the nerdy type as she admitted, she tends to sit in the front of the class.. whereas the more inattentive me would seclude myself to the back of the classroom together with Allan, Aaron n two other Viets. I rmb distinctly one (or both) of the Viets were commenting on how pretty she was n tt they would wanna hit on her, which was met by my blatant response of 'forget it' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NB. Before any of you guys rush to conclusions, it is worth noting tt i wasnt the least interested in her as i was alrd crushin on sm1 else. Its not because i DIDNT want them to hit on her, rather it was a blatant comment tt 'she is too pretty for our type')&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, throughout the entire MUFY year, i never got the chance to actually talk to her, and vice versa. Surprisingly enoughly, the first and only time in the year tt i actually got to talk to her was, coincidentally, during the last day of school, where all e students bring their cameras n take pics. Fortunately (or more like UN-fortunately), i got dragged to take a pic wit her.. which was then tt we (more like she) realised tt it was the first time we actually conversed, lest knew the presences of our existences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence from tt day on, even though we hardly conversed with each other face-to-face, the only time being alst year where i had to go all the way to the city to pass her her bday pressie n accompany her for gelato, we mostly stayed in contact LARGELY through msn n, occasionally sms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last two years that i've known her, besides the fact that she's, indeed a very 'pretty' gal, i have perceived her to be a very kind and caring person, hence casting aside the 'proud bimbo' presumption that i had placed on her. Like my other girl friends, she is willing to listen to ur problems/worries/lamentations/desperate measures to jio girls (as well as burden u with the like). Also, she has a heart to address the problems that have been tormenting your mental state and provides some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; 'helpful' advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regretted not gettin to know her early enough during Taylors days, considering we're both in different unis and reside really far from each other. Nevertheless, she's a blessing by God who has came and brightened up my life, and it has been a great pleasure knowing her for the last 2 years (more or less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. here's the first embarrassing photo i took wit her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/PICT0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/PICT0041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114866664159126384?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114866664159126384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114866664159126384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114866664159126384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114866664159126384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-dedicated.html' title='post dedicated'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114856948302867224</id><published>2006-05-26T01:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T01:26:37.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>exams exams exams</title><content type='html'>...im officially 100% stressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever had those moments where u got so stressed tt u cldnt absorb whatever u were studying? or where u suddenly suffer from bouts of insomnia cuz u were having unpeaceful rests at night due to dreams depicting that bad omens might befall u? or tt whenever u go about ur daily routines, the materials from your textbooks suddenly swirl endlessly in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep thats how stressed i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are less than 2 weeks away n im freakin out... well.. i always freak out 2 weeks prior to exams.. but this time for some reason, im more anxious than usual..  maybe because im frikkin worried that im gonna get kicked out of uni if i fail my exams again? or that i have to go NS if i DO get kicked of uni? n tt i'll be the laughing stock of my family? OMG IM SO FRIKKIN STRESSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'bryy calm down, all you need to do is to perform the best that you can, and leave everything in My Hands. Remember to always trust in Me in your time of need, for it is written:  "Fear not, for I am with you, be not dismayed for I am your God" (Isaiah 41:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Father in Heaven,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thank You for giving me the opportunity to continue studying in university despite my circumstances.  Lord please give me the strength to trust in You in times of need and despair, and I am assured that You are my God, the One who cares and watches over me ceaselessly. I pray that you would grant me the confidence in revising for the upcoming examinations.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Most Precious Name I pray&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who have upcoming examinations, i wish you all the best and may God's blessings be upon you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114856948302867224?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114856948302867224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114856948302867224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114856948302867224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114856948302867224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/exams-exams-exams.html' title='exams exams exams'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114839132704076952</id><published>2006-05-23T22:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:58:59.100+10:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is gonna be one helluva mushy post... dun bother to read if u dun feel like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(by scrolling you have implicitly agreed to read this post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;reminiscing on da way home from class, i pondered at the scenario as to what my life would be like if i din have any frens to support me in the last 18-19 years... which is what made me create this post in appreciation of all the wonderful ppl i have met and have corresponded with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peeps in Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;first two people that come to mind are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;mike &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;bryan(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my 'clone'). Having only known them for like..hmm... 5-6 years since pentecost days... these two have become my best buddies in church. Both are enjoyable to be with as we share the same interests... pool, hanging, guits, music, sport, girls, movies, dota (that was till i pulled out from the dota gang)...most importantly, both of them love the Lord wholeheartedly, esp mike, who has shared with me many experiences whereby God has touched his life n made him a better person, which greatly encouraged me to continue walking with the Lord. bryan's e more playful type, no offense, but tt was e reason i was really close to him.. cuz it reminded me of myself. Besides sharing the same name, i realised tt we actually have a lot of things in common... same tastes in music, games, even horrible academic history.. Both of them supported me the most whenever i was caught up in huge ruckuses in life... esp when my grandma passed away... Even though im older than both of them, they treated me as though i was one of them (except prolly e time when i had to accompany them to buy drinks.. heh heh).. Nevertheless.. both of them have impacted my life greatly.. n i shudder to think abt what my life would be like without them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides mike n bryan, my peeps in church, too, have made my life more fruitful, esp those from my youth group with whom i spend most of my time with. Just to name a few: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;rayner, woon han, david, valentia, evelyn, yi yang, ailene, the beckies, cheryl, mervyn etc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, who could forget my cell group, with whom i have grown up since primary/secondary school: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;the jeremies, derek, alan, wei jin, junjie, wei ren, wei yi, hui min, hui wen etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my gmss mates.. hmm.. i've actually lost contact with them.. well... most of the guys have been shipped off to tekong for NS (HA HA HA) n the girls.. well dunno wad happen to them.. haha.. anyway... they are defintely worth a mention, esp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ryan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for putting up wit my nonsense for 2 years,   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;YuanJian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for teachin me bball n for whom u get my 'dating' tips from (werent very helpful tho), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Wenda, Michelle  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for putting up with my nonsense again, n for a temporary reunion in melbourne in 2004, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Xinhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Davina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for being my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;counsellers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for always being there in my times of trouble, as well as for FF problems, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Megan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for being there to remind me of the importance of maintaining my relationship with God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for being my first gmss friend in Taylors ...  just to name a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peeps in Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The people whom i'll definitely be grateful for are those that have been with me since Taylors days..especially in the memorable days spent in Beckett. These people are the reason to the elimination of my loneliness, are definitely to be commended: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azzad&lt;/span&gt;, my bro who has gone through thick n thin (and rainy weather) wit me for the past 2.5 years, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel, Nita&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diana, &lt;/span&gt;my older and younger sisters, respectively, who have never failed to brighten up my life with bite marks, poor english and endless whining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;John, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one who shares almost the same interests as me n the first Methodist friend i've met, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Chuang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my jiejie with whom i can bully n make fun of, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, the first singaporean/british/hk buddy with whom i constantly meet up for pool, anime n food, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nikki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the first person from taylors i met in law,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Kelvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, a dota buddy whom, like me, decided to abstain from dota, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ili &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who never fails to wake me up by pinching my arm in biology, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, a friend with whom will accompany u for supper at 1 am.. e list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n lets not forget the uni ppl as well: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, a great friend who loves the Lord and a great partner to talk/gossip with, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, my senior in law who..err.. gives me 'helpful' advice in my subjects, n whom i love to irritate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, who never fails to ask me for my notes n tute answers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Jono and Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, my buddies in crim law, and with whom i share the same name, surname n almost e same chinese name as, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, my first student in law.... etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am eternally grateful to God for blessing me with such wonderful friends who go through trials and tribulations, joys and sorrow, sunny, windy and rainy days. thick and thin wit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/8142336938623l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/8142336938623l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;singaporean guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/1600/28369511849830l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4739/1017/320/28369511849830l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ozzie guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end of mushy post n back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if i've left out any names i sincerely apologise... its just tt im too tired to rmb all ur names.. anyhows u will definitely be remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114839132704076952?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114839132704076952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114839132704076952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114839132704076952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114839132704076952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114836703829417279</id><published>2006-05-23T16:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:53:46.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the boredom of legal theory</title><content type='html'>classical contract theory&lt;br /&gt;promise theory&lt;br /&gt;consent theory&lt;br /&gt;economic theory&lt;br /&gt;feminist theory&lt;br /&gt;relational contract theory&lt;br /&gt;empirical contract theory&lt;br /&gt;regulatory contract theory&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justt finished reading some extracts of contract theory n hence these theories have been wandering aimlessly in my head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite having done legal theories last year, until now, i have absolutely no idea as to the significance of legal theories!!!! shameful as it is, having done a year of law, it is quite true. lecturers stress the significance of legal theories as they are 'the foundation of law as to how the law evolved from the age of reason to the modern day era'.... Big deal.. how am i supposed to apply these theories in e exams when i dun understand what e heck they are???? When you try to interpret/understand the relevance/significance of legal theory.. u realise tt every theory has a contradictory view to the idea... n hence.. ur perspective as to the manner in which the law works become totally wrecked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to amaze me how Aristotle, Fried, Atiyah, McKinnon, Bentham, Austin, Hart, Rackoff, Bennett etc can conjure up these sophisticated and utterly incomprehendable theories by just basing their perspectives on the lives of humans and in their actions in daily life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to have my own theory... it'll probably be sth like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bryan's Theory of Life: Human beings of reason are creatures who are bound by the worldly influences of this world and have an unending pursuit in their quest for pleasure. They spend their lives finding ways to obtain variable amounts of pleasure, as seen through their actions such as: gaming, sleeping, slacking, drug-taking, smoking, conjuring excuses for ponten-ing classes etc. Most of their actions are revolved around the synopsis that 'life is short, hence enjoy as much as you can until judgement day comes'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very crap theory that is definitely gonna be bound by a whole load of criticisms... but if you do analyse it properly.. it DOES contain some truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow enough of my nonsense... have to run to my evening lecture... take care y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114836703829417279?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114836703829417279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114836703829417279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114836703829417279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114836703829417279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/boredom-of-legal-theory.html' title='the boredom of legal theory'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114822377935661739</id><published>2006-05-22T00:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:02:59.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tired, blur, bloated, stressed</title><content type='html'>long day in city today... caught upon wit aaron n family after church for yumcha at some chinese place in chinatown... rushed later to meet ping2 at bourke for our 'seasonal gettogether'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, durin my grandma's wakes, God proceeded to remind me that it was imperative that cousins should maintain close ties wit each other, instead of constantly bickerin wit each other or even completely ignoring them.. thus my sense of urgency to meet up wit ping2 before i left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.. walked arnd da city for abit.. then went to max brenners' for tea (basically its a chocoholics paradise...) I'd always wanted to go to max brenners ever since it first opened but somehow i never had the chance to patronise it. Anyhows it was a really mouthwaterin (n defintely stomach-bloating) experience... the damn jelat chocolate belgian waffles n e even more jelat chocoloate suckalot(dunno whether i spelt it correctly.. its some drink where u basically add bits of chocolate into some milk over a fire n wait for e choc to melt n... mmmmmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love hangin out wit my cousins, although it was only recent that i  started hanging out wit my maternal cousins after 2-3 years.. reminiscing, i din exactly hang out wit my older cousins that much when i was younger... prob because i was 'young, juvenile n immature' and was unable to communicate wit e much 'older, wiser n definitely cooler' cousins of mine.. well... gues when i got older.. i realised that cousins would always be cousins.. n they are indeed part of the family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma's passing taught a valuable lesson... that we should continue to bond wit each other even though we have our personal differences towards each other... sth every kid would learn in CME/Moral Education.. which i only learnt just recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting tt aside... exams are unfortuantely arnd e corner.. n hence my carefree life has now been confined to the 4 walls of my room.. plus e books n table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon.. cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114822377935661739?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114822377935661739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114822377935661739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114822377935661739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114822377935661739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired-blur-bloated-stressed.html' title='tired, blur, bloated, stressed'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28487736.post-114822103406548470</id><published>2006-05-22T00:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:17:14.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>i know wad u guys are thinkin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why wld bry, who used to have a blog (legallyblondebry.blogspot.com).. delte his blog cuz he regarded bloggin as a 'blatant waste of time'.. suddenly decide to reopen his account n make a new blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows just sit back relax n enjoy da revival of bry's blog.. yayness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28487736-114822103406548470?l=guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/feeds/114822103406548470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28487736&amp;postID=114822103406548470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114822103406548470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28487736/posts/default/114822103406548470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guit-freak-bry.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>-  brybryy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11871275098663217074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/228/5534/640/bryz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
