<?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-6557752286494901878</id><updated>2011-07-31T16:57:48.445+08:00</updated><category term='Life as we know it...'/><category term='The Beginning...'/><category term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Charming gUy kiLLer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-2240630377301699456</id><published>2009-06-13T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:53:57.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as we know it...'/><title type='text'>A week 2 remember...</title><content type='html'>What started out as a friendship had gone stronger, knowing that we each had each other's back. An incident tested that friendship and we discovered something about ourselves and the other. A unique friendship started to bloom, leaving us both in a mess headed for DOOM! Honesty and compassion lead us to the truth, but without hesistating you refuse the possibility of a parallel line eventually meeting. You had him, and I had none, but the worst part of it was the week was done. You've decided to throw it all, something that took me 1.5 years to notice. That my friend, I care for you so, Being that someone special whose always knocking on my door. Guess what... 45683968 COW and you know its true, for i am here just hoping you feel it too =) YOU KNOW... My life is incomplete without you M-LY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-2240630377301699456?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/2240630377301699456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=2240630377301699456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/2240630377301699456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/2240630377301699456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-2-remember.html' title='A week 2 remember...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-2312377459222947502</id><published>2009-04-05T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:12:22.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as we know it...'/><title type='text'>Start Of Something New...</title><content type='html'>I thought this blog was abit useless cause of the many posts earlier about my past. However, things are different now, it is time to move on and forget. I myself took years to forget, but in a few more months, everything will change and why not let it start now then wait for it to actually happen. NPSU FOC &amp;amp; ECE FOC thought me a few valuable things. That is, when old friendships die, new ones forms. Took me awhile to appreciate things other than my own personal desires. Now I am not afraid to take the next step forward and not having to look back anymore... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-2312377459222947502?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/2312377459222947502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=2312377459222947502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/2312377459222947502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/2312377459222947502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2009/04/start-of-something-new.html' title='Start Of Something New...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-4340564968601267575</id><published>2008-10-25T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:28:18.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as we know it...'/><title type='text'>The NEXT Step...</title><content type='html'>Hiah, it's been months since i have blog, basically there has been nothing much to write about except the fact that school has reopen and i am currently filled with stress and the ever tired expression on my face whenever i enter the 'boring modules'. Currently have been busy with work and glad that my primary school kids are finally over with their exams thank goodness, now left the sec 4s with their O levels. Tired Tired Tired, but none of this seems as it is everytime I come for tuition, i also give it my best and never have I fell asleep or complained about tuition. I basically want my students/friends to do well. And yes, all may be wondering what the NEXT Step will be... who knows? I myself don't know, but it will come, and i must prepare myself for it. It that will start on 13-10-2008, 12pm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-4340564968601267575?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/4340564968601267575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=4340564968601267575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/4340564968601267575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/4340564968601267575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2008/10/next-step.html' title='The NEXT Step...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-3977355763807577110</id><published>2008-09-14T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:59:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved On... Freedom of the Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;2nd September 2008, 16.16pm, an unforgettable hour of nothing but the truth that i have long awaited for. After 2 years of knowing you, today was the day that i actually felt that i was not being ignored, not being left alone to think what the answer was, but you laid it all in front of me and for that i am eternally greatful. Though i know i should be on my knees crying and feeling self pity but no, none of that is feeling me. But i am rather happy that at least now, i know that i am not lost anymore, that i have somewhere to head on to now. If there was anything that was holding me back, it was not you, but the dwelling urge within me that wanted nothing but the truth that you have kept inside yourself all this while. It wasn't easy letting you go, a big part of me told me it was all a joke and that i shouldn't believe what you had to say. But then i asked myself, for how long more should i keep this up, how long more should i punish myself and never moved from the very spot that you left me in. I see now what you meant by do not give myself any hope, cause now i know that if i did give myself hope, then i would only be killing myself. I admit that i still have feelings for you, but i guess these feelings will only sustain a friendship that i will hold on forever... Thanks YoDDa... I am letting you go.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245566935541756690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SMv_Ve6AMxI/AAAAAAAAADc/6Q2gl9_vLQQ/s400/Promise+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-3977355763807577110?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/3977355763807577110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=3977355763807577110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/3977355763807577110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/3977355763807577110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2008/09/moved-on-freedom-of-heart.html' title='Moved On... Freedom of the Heart...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SMv_Ve6AMxI/AAAAAAAAADc/6Q2gl9_vLQQ/s72-c/Promise+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-4871428404222628828</id><published>2008-08-30T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:10:35.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Holy-Cows!!!!! Teacher's Day 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Holycows!!! Massive gathering today... Met up with kar wah kin wai michael ferry and walter in the morning so as to be stunned by site of MSL sec upon reaching the school. I could count the number of ex marsilings that attended the morning concert. haih, so sad that didnt manage to see most of my ex classmates today. but the guys with me did not let me down... we were entertained by a slideshow showing the ever loving faces of our teachers and a very heart rocking band performances plus a choir performance sang by none other than 4M5. WooHoo!!! but much of my happiness was lost when an unfriendly stare was given to me. SOB SOB. but what the heck, enjoyed the day anyways... Met Mrs NG, Ong, Ms Yeo, Ong, plus lots and lots of other teachers that has yet to have left my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239987044157725746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLgsdDqrnDI/AAAAAAAAACY/yT_vICf_igc/s400/Teacher%27s+Day+08+(20).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                        OUR LOVELY TEACHERS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239987446585365714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLgs0e06FNI/AAAAAAAAACg/wbTKq_pZViQ/s400/Teacher%27s+Day+08+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys got bored so we decided to have soccer after everything. Met with the YJCians and their pathetic excuses of excellence in the field of street soccer. haih, much disappointment when Poly students watched as the YJCians were sent straight to the benches after getting TRASHED... =p joking guys... PEACE! haha. Though all hopes was lost when our very own NP team step in trying to claim the bragging rights in the court but failed to do so due to some unfortunate ramming circumstances...=p one of our guys sent the almighty Nigro look-a-like dude rolling across the court. but the day ended with a nice dinner gathering and some bruises here and there. Up next are some live shots taken during YJCians epic attempt to save the ball... ENJOY... =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239985382424795810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLgq8VOrWqI/AAAAAAAAACI/KmN2zK51H3A/s400/Teacher%27s+Day+08+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                   Adrian (Keeper) trying desperately to block the ball after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   his teammates were driven through by the opponent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239985636278878210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLgrLG6NQAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7yUTHuRx-dk/s400/Teacher%27s+Day+08+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                  Disappointed they were...&lt;br /&gt;                                  Let's take a minute of silence to console this brave players.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-4871428404222628828?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/4871428404222628828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=4871428404222628828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/4871428404222628828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/4871428404222628828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2008/08/holy-cows-teachers-day-08.html' title='Holy-Cows!!!!! Teacher&apos;s Day 08'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLgsdDqrnDI/AAAAAAAAACY/yT_vICf_igc/s72-c/Teacher%27s+Day+08+(20).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-1753886905898639606</id><published>2008-08-28T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:53:50.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as we know it...'/><title type='text'>Endless Tunnel...</title><content type='html'>After 9 months of struggling to escape the seemly endless tunnel, the boy decided that this was it, he had enough of his torch light which he had been holding onto all this time as it has reached its limits and was soon to go off . but when the time he decided to let it go, he stepped on a battery and his torch light cleared the passage for him once again. but he was afraid that the battery he found was not strong enough to let him keep holding on to the torch light. However, he still holds its knowing that there is only a slim chance before the light goes out again. But he still believes that until that new light still glows that there is hope, but unsure whether if that light will last him until he finds his way or will he simply let go in time to come... Love is painful, pain is love, but know this, with both pain and love, now that's why life is worth living for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239263411147206946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLWaUEohcSI/AAAAAAAAACA/OwDijwJ1PiA/s400/Be+Waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was never too late to look back and to decide whether to go back or to simply move on... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-1753886905898639606?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/1753886905898639606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=1753886905898639606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/1753886905898639606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/1753886905898639606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2008/08/endless-tunnel.html' title='Endless Tunnel...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SLWaUEohcSI/AAAAAAAAACA/OwDijwJ1PiA/s72-c/Be+Waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-6713090611899019771</id><published>2008-08-10T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:10:19.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Sentosa Craze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just another gathering that flop as only half of the people expected to go went to sentosa to chill during national day...sad sad but what to do, life is getting busier every single day... =p oh wells, i did enjoy my day of volleyball and socializing thanks to this guys...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236972289656801938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SK12jP-OypI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JHFFBpqWRhY/s400/SENTOSA+GILF+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..... I know we might not look much but we just came back from the Beijing Olympics Mens Volleyball Finals k...=p=p=p You see our coach behinda the picture, the one in white. China coach leh... =p=p=p till next time... Tatas...&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/6557752286494901878-6713090611899019771?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/6713090611899019771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=6713090611899019771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/6713090611899019771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/6713090611899019771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2008/08/sentosa-craze.html' title='Sentosa Craze...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SK12jP-OypI/AAAAAAAAAB4/JHFFBpqWRhY/s72-c/SENTOSA+GILF+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6557752286494901878.post-4507250546881214682</id><published>2008-07-08T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:12:26.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beginning...'/><title type='text'>The Beginning...</title><content type='html'>Hey i created this blog for fun with these batch of hommies...cool pic man haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQpVhHa6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOPWLiVhTVg/s1600-h/Picture+0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220605064133438370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQpVhHa6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOPWLiVhTVg/s320/Picture+0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQjyzOZKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SgPfQhxGieM/s1600-h/Picture+0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQfhh5nwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kX-0rWO_Y_Y/s1600-h/Picture+0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQa8zyrgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IFIZUNTzlxo/s1600-h/Picture+0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQAnBBSEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fn-67VYDtF4/s1600-h/Picture+0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNP8-upMyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fMvV48XB2EQ/s1600-h/Picture+0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220604302101918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNP8-upMyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fMvV48XB2EQ/s320/Picture+0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNP4xNWSUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xwf5LSvkz1M/s1600-h/Picture+0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6557752286494901878-4507250546881214682?l=thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/feeds/4507250546881214682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6557752286494901878&amp;postID=4507250546881214682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/4507250546881214682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6557752286494901878/posts/default/4507250546881214682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejuicewasworththesqueeze.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-i-created-this-blog-for-fun-with.html' title='The Beginning...'/><author><name>Words Of A Broken Hearted...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14644736748571480864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SdgYIlOPhJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8Kn8mkV-voA/S220/n523267916_1623947_6178896.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J-yL8ncBq2E/SHNQpVhHa6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOPWLiVhTVg/s72-c/Picture+0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
