<?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-6334739</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:08:42.783+08:00</updated><category term='positive psychology'/><category term='autism awareness'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='free preview'/><title type='text'>Broken Tian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>652</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4163191435012642162</id><published>2010-01-05T05:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:20:20.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BYOB. FML. LOL. 02012012. East Coast Park. 3 crazy girls decided to go cycling after a strange, sleepless night up.T: Haven't been cycling in ages man!D: Like our sex lives eh?T: Yes, but at least for cycling, I can come whenever I want.Both: HAHAHAHHAHAHAJust goes to show when you least expect it, life drops you an absolute whopping cracker of a joke, beauty in unexpected places, a ticking time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4163191435012642162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4163191435012642162&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4163191435012642162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4163191435012642162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2010/01/byob.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/S0JflpbsHHI/AAAAAAAAArE/YGlqLHUYJvQ/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-2444271708244984029</id><published>2009-12-26T04:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:00:06.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so it is......that time of the year again. It's crept round surreptitiously like a regular stalker who takes no heed of the restraining order you've taken out on him.Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone! Let us shrug off the 2009 like an old skin and approach the new one with vigour, zest and understanding with the lessons we've learnt still fresh in our minds.And in the midst of all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/2444271708244984029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=2444271708244984029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2444271708244984029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2444271708244984029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-so-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SzXCaamTnxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/lOpHzWw62tg/s72-c/rainbow-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-568599621771538241</id><published>2009-09-28T12:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:18:03.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6AM in Barcelona... and i am still awake messing around on the computer. its amazing what a friendly smile and a few words in the local language can do (well, it got me free internet at the hotel i´m staying at anyhow). Barcelona is so vibrant! I feel my body adjusting to its rhythm. this is not good. my body seems to like every country i´ve been to. how will i ever learn to settle?the keyboards </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/568599621771538241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=568599621771538241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/568599621771538241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/568599621771538241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/09/6am-in-barcelona.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-1367369192135599523</id><published>2009-08-19T23:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:26:59.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Writer's UnblockI've always found it easier to write of my unhappiness rather than my happiness. It's interesting how negative emotions resonate so much with others as opposed to positive ones. It is undeniable that they leave their indelible mark, like a red hot cattle brand seared into burning flesh, or nails driven through your hands and feet.Especially for myself, I identify so much more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/1367369192135599523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=1367369192135599523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1367369192135599523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1367369192135599523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/08/writers-unblock-ive-always-found-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-2170185308048688358</id><published>2009-08-03T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:43:29.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>breatheRight now I feel like I'm only beginning to understand... Or not. It keeps changing and morphing, even as I try to grasp hold of something I believe to be concrete, it slips away into the cracks and leaves me with even more formless chaos that confuses. I don't even know where to start or end, I can almost forget how to breathe.But one thing beyond any shadow of doubt is this that I am so,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/2170185308048688358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=2170185308048688358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2170185308048688358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2170185308048688358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/08/breathe-right-now-i-feel-like-im-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4485861128807742893</id><published>2009-07-20T03:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T03:23:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>late night ramblesAnother sleepless night. Another fire to fight. I miss having the time to do absolutely nothing at all... These days I'm all about being productive, spending time constructively or increasing my efficacy with proper time management and shite like that. *sigh*I have no idea how I got to be like that. I see a lot of my mom in me and that's terrifying. I don't want to be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4485861128807742893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4485861128807742893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4485861128807742893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4485861128807742893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-night-rambles-another-sleepless.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-486749475435441504</id><published>2009-07-06T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:40:45.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SparkyLately, it seems every time I update my blog, it's about a death. I thought I'd try to break the pattern by putting this off, but it's become obvious to me that this effort of mine is futile because I cannot get it off mind. Sparky passed away on the morning of 28th April 2009. He waited until the rain had stopped and the sun was warming up the cool air before breathing his last breath.His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/486749475435441504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=486749475435441504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/486749475435441504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/486749475435441504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/07/sparky-lately-it-seems-every-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SlG2wbCi7mI/AAAAAAAAApY/8x360fAZ5pw/s72-c/sparky+wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-2050631911422327705</id><published>2009-03-11T03:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:18:55.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yet Another GoodbyeHaikus for Allan. You have touched us all. Goodbye.The voice sings a song An Ode to Melancholy It is bittersweet I watch the sun set Stabbing straight into my soul It bleeds crimson red A leaf flutters down Dancing in the gusting wind It twirls out of sight Light begins to fade The sky turns an even shade of gray that stifles A darkness within This heaviness pervades me Death </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/2050631911422327705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=2050631911422327705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2050631911422327705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2050631911422327705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/03/yet-another-goodbye-haikus-for-allan.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SbbCXywI1xI/AAAAAAAAApQ/qDXVTWHzT1o/s72-c/melancholy_by_theancientsoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3731631588048991941</id><published>2009-01-07T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:21:32.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back in, back outI'm back from blog puratory! I'll barrage update soon. Much as happened since my last entry. Either im busier, lazier, or both - I'm way behind on updating this silly blog. I must not lag too much my memories fail me, and iI dont want to forget.Spent Xmas and NYE in  India with great people, stuffing my face with curries, naan, chapati, dosai and papadums. India was incredible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3731631588048991941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3731631588048991941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3731631588048991941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3731631588048991941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-back-out-im-back-from-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7084415646670426340</id><published>2008-11-05T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:33:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KuchingIt was late and I was headed for home. Twas a late Saturday night, quiet even for Arab Street. As I waited by the road, a faint mewling caught my attention. It sounded like a kitten in fear, its call tinged with a manic sort of desperation.So I crossed over to the strip of vegetation and fencing that divides the road, walking along till I found the source of mewling.And there, in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7084415646670426340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7084415646670426340&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7084415646670426340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7084415646670426340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/11/kuching-it-was-late-and-i-was-headed.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4755257249322886251</id><published>2008-10-22T03:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:12:27.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...---...i keep thinking and remembering and theorizing and talking to myself in my head which is good and bad at the same time cos i don't have to stop for air but everything gets muddled up and turns brown like when you roll all the colours of playdough together and leave it in its shortlived multicoloured glory but then it discolours and turns into an even shade of brown as if some wicked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4755257249322886251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4755257249322886251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4755257249322886251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4755257249322886251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4568256015582579954</id><published>2008-10-20T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:27:43.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Amatam MemoriamFor Fengmin, who passed away peacefully on 16 October 2008. We all miss you. In the misty night tiny dewdrops formOn windows with each exhalationA tiny seedling starts to take rootFighting through life's tribulationsThe nightingale seeks shelter fromThe stormy winds and pelting rainIt waits for the dark clouds to scatterTo sing when the sun shines once againA candle flickers, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4568256015582579954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4568256015582579954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4568256015582579954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4568256015582579954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-amatam-memoriam-for-fengmin-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPxFWAXxmjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/6US4j-ahveQ/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3270288931545599916</id><published>2008-08-24T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T04:56:24.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BusyBee Ohmygodimustbegettingold. I leave Zouk early cos I'm sleepy, come home, shower and now I can't sleep. fark fark fark fark fark.Ah well. Had a goodtime catching up with the rest of the world though. It's like I'm that frog in the well. Today was unbelievably tiring though. Pics for another time. Some older pics first to clear this backlog.Pics from Jac's Bday (Happy Birthday Jac!), Ed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3270288931545599916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3270288931545599916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3270288931545599916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3270288931545599916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/08/busybee-ohmygodimustbegettingold.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SLB2b-lr1TI/AAAAAAAAAa0/WEdZm5slUvo/s72-c/1older+pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-919831317336013363</id><published>2008-08-18T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:56:26.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cheryl &amp; BryanCongrats to the lovebirds who got hitched on 160808! It was a beautiful wedding AND I got to steal lots of chocolates from the other guests. Haha.. Twas a rather nail-biting daythough. It rained in the afternoon before the solemnization by the sea and my brother disappeared with my mom's car when I had to bring the keyboard over for rehearsals...But in the end, all was well. Most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/919831317336013363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=919831317336013363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/919831317336013363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/919831317336013363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheryl-bryan-congrats-to-lovebirds-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SKl6bl4K2jI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PW_oFsHGahs/s72-c/wed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3379590577536238365</id><published>2008-07-23T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:30:24.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TheEnd FullStopWould you rather know if the world was ending, or stay blissfully ignorant? Are you scared? Do you welcome it? Feel curious about it?Large Hadron Collider (LHC)The Large Hadron Collider is a particle accelerator complex intended to collide opposing beams of 7 TeV protons.Everything that has ever been done in the name of Science was at the expense of lives, human or not. Some suffer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3379590577536238365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3379590577536238365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3379590577536238365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3379590577536238365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/07/theend-fullstop-would-you-rather-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4887471649461973481</id><published>2008-06-19T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:24:31.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FreakSo every once in a while, I am utterly bowled over by how bloody varied and complex and colourful life can be. It's always moving and changing and twisting and turning.. Just look at the goddammed weather. It's so very much like human emotion. Unstable, unpredicatable with a whole lotta wrong forecasts.It quite literally takes one's breath away.Sometimes not so much, when that familiar old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4887471649461973481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4887471649461973481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4887471649461973481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4887471649461973481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/06/freak-so-every-once-in-while-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-9193706589535155111</id><published>2008-06-12T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:13:25.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Photo UpdateOnly pictures. Too tired. Whee.Pat's Birthday! Happy 16th Birthday Pat! Haha..Klee love.Happy Birthday Helly!Cousins i love.Sex in the City Girls Night Out. Love love love..Ed Bangers and Mash @ Zouk. I didn't even go in. Pft.Bye.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/9193706589535155111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=9193706589535155111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/9193706589535155111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/9193706589535155111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/06/photo-update-only-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SFDqlaApW8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_bKdAXlcrNU/s72-c/pat+bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3609832013192503571</id><published>2008-05-22T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:35:03.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mementoit's been 3 years and 2 days since the accident. i just realised today that i forgot. but forgetting, does that really mean that it's behind me? no regrets and all that?memento mori. forgiving and forgetting. it's such an abstract concept. somethings you just can't forget. not completely, can you? time is a a pretty abstract concept too. it's so deceiving. everything happens in flashes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3609832013192503571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3609832013192503571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3609832013192503571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3609832013192503571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/05/memento-its-been-3-years-and-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-8322933197584752701</id><published>2008-05-21T15:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:00:36.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello AgainI know, it's been forever! My laptop has been screwy so i haven't been ableto access blogger until recently when I reset all my IE settings. I don't get it.But anyhow, loads of stuff happening. Got a new mac for my design work (yay!), working part time at Om, taking thai classes, went BKK for shopping, food and massage, and Port Dickson for 2 Days of Freedom.Did not go for Aoki's Zouk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/8322933197584752701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=8322933197584752701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8322933197584752701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8322933197584752701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-again-i-know-its-been-forever-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SDPNlit0raI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xj33cJsMOfY/s72-c/kens+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-1155657132049814227</id><published>2008-04-18T19:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:50:28.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodness MeIt's been a whirlwind April so far. Jonah has gone back for a month-long holiday. My home has been reduced to a shadow of its former, spotless glory. Poor Sparky looks so forlorn, and Patches is getting very very fat.My brother's hardly any help of course, and even when he does try to help, his clumsy fingers make more of a mess than anything. He's a doodoo head, that's what. He spilt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/1155657132049814227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=1155657132049814227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1155657132049814227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1155657132049814227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodness-me-its-been-whirlwind-april-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SAiEGT5KX_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/v_PROj1inD4/s72-c/flowtoys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-1288867315003341700</id><published>2008-03-29T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T18:38:29.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More Party :)Recently, I have been having rather violent nightmares of people being smashed to itty bitty pieces by a big grey cadillac. Last night however, was the best sleep I have ever had in a long time.But let us not dwell on these unpleasant matters of sleeplessness and unrestful slumber. Here are pics from the previous week's happenings.Happy Birthday to Angela! :) After dinner at Shanghai</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/1288867315003341700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=1288867315003341700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1288867315003341700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1288867315003341700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-party-recently-i-have-been-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R-4ZIQZzccI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CKiV6hRVIIk/s72-c/Angie%27s+Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3146699632473741997</id><published>2008-03-19T20:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:22:00.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All Partied OutI am pooooooooooooped. I am so poooooped. But happy. :D Cos I have a life! Friday night was Sondre Lerche and Zouking with Gazza who dropped by from HK. Yay. Haha.. (photoheavy entry)Sondre Lerche was damn good la. I'm more familiar with their early material, but they really did a good job playing live. They got the whole crowd on their feet and dancing!We hung around and saw the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3146699632473741997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3146699632473741997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3146699632473741997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3146699632473741997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-partied-out-i-am-pooooooooooooped.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R-EIHhq6WTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/W7d9ECc5eZs/s72-c/Sondre1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7723425636510127931</id><published>2008-03-13T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:38:06.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aglimmeroflife Wednesday night saw me decomposing in the office till 10pm. Afterwhich, I was persuaded by my Melbourne buddy to head to Zouk winebar to catch up and ingest alcohol. "A lot of people la. Just come la."So I found myself there, mildly astonished at the ridiculous queue borne from Phuture and snaking all the down teh pavement by the carpark road. It's a good thing I had no intention </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7723425636510127931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7723425636510127931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7723425636510127931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7723425636510127931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/03/glimmer-of-life-wednesday-night-saw-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R9kLZhq6WRI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zNPr_aegUa4/s72-c/jook1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-979979397909216236</id><published>2008-03-10T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:59:29.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be Huppy MunWe're having a seminar this coming Saturday 15 March on Positive Psychology. All are invited. I might give you a discount if I'm in a good mood, or if I think you really need it. haha.."Engaging Fully in Life - Applications of Positive Psychology"Date: 15th March 2008Time: 2:00pm - 5.00pmVenue: POSITIVE PSYCHLe Meridien Hotel &amp; Shopping Centre100 Orchard Road#03-20/21Singapore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/979979397909216236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=979979397909216236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/979979397909216236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/979979397909216236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-huppy-mun-were-having-seminar-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R9VK5Bq6WPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UNE4Q6_jq_U/s72-c/reaching+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7319222964644341984</id><published>2008-03-07T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:50:42.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me So LuckySo I got to meet up with me girlies. Cos I'm totally psychic, I called Sham &amp; Becks mere minutes after they talked about me (or so they claimed, and I'm not about to dispute it). I walked over to meet them for delirious hilarity, camwhoring and fries with mayo and ketchup.They taught me how to dance to a ho-song. I remember the moves, but I forgot the song title. You have to bounce... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7319222964644341984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7319222964644341984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7319222964644341984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7319222964644341984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-so-lucky-so-i-got-to-meet-up-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R9FTtxq6WHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lwt8jrfCIvs/s72-c/girlsies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-8477331611982682510</id><published>2008-03-03T20:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:33:15.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greece, ilove!Finally, my life had the semblence of a life last weekend! I watched TWO movies. That is a real treat, nowadays. I also went to see the Greek exhibits at the museum for $8 on Saturday. Lovely lovely lovely, though I felt it was somewhat small.Exquisite, aren't they? I've had a fascination for all things Greek since I was 8 I think. My primary 2 project on a country was on Greece. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/8477331611982682510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=8477331611982682510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8477331611982682510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8477331611982682510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/03/greece-ilove-finally-my-life-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R8v3gD5UpVI/AAAAAAAAATk/-T3PsxqoIgc/s72-c/greek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-8308971705413395473</id><published>2008-02-25T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:25:08.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woe oh WeeSo my tastebuds have been awfully depressed - only cos I'm stuck eating Meridien foodcourt food every single bloody day of work. Yep. Great Treat foodcourt. Everytime lunch/dinner time rolls round the corner, I get this urge to slice my tongue off.I can't eat for the sake of eating. I live to eat! It's not for survival, it's for PLEASURE. And if I don't enjoy my food, there is no reason</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/8308971705413395473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=8308971705413395473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8308971705413395473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8308971705413395473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/02/woe-oh-wee-so-my-tastebuds-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R8PLE-WI4FI/AAAAAAAAATU/n3HyhH37ESI/s72-c/xuewei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-353971491184050460</id><published>2008-02-18T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:23:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HSBC AdPics from the ad we just shot. I was a butchy waitress named Samantha T. Alternatively pronounced as Saman-that. Hahaha.. Jac asked me to try out for the casting initially, and it turns out that Mark and Brandon were there too!Had loads of fun talking trash and doing silly things with the fellow crazies. Too bad we couldn't take more photos.Got to catch up with lots of people, big yay. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/353971491184050460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=353971491184050460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/353971491184050460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/353971491184050460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/02/hsbc-ad-pics-from-ad-we-just-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R7mFtuWI4EI/AAAAAAAAATM/xV_OiTHM3lc/s72-c/HSBC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-6164535112722173353</id><published>2008-02-12T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:41:53.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CNY Happy CNY everyone! This year, I forgot to take more photos. In fact, there are no family pics. Tragic innit? Ah well. At least I got to sleep and eat loads, and meet up with my darling Lynette. :)Pre-CNY. Jap dinner with 4cox Kev &amp; GoPatGoh! Drinks at Loof with Lynette, and random German Joe sat with us.CNY. Most pics were taken by the little monster cousin we call meimei. I forgot her name.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/6164535112722173353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=6164535112722173353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6164535112722173353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6164535112722173353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-happy-cny-everyone-this-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R7GQPOWI4BI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DaYtaLiHrjs/s72-c/precny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4123706823727558617</id><published>2008-02-01T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:50:36.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>POT Musical 08Ok, here are pics from the Passage of Time '08 musical, restaged for the public for CNY. Great job everyone, those 4 days were nerve-wrackingly fun, scrambling around backstage and trying to get the very thick make up done on time.I'm too tired to update on anything else. Bah. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4123706823727558617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4123706823727558617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4123706823727558617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4123706823727558617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/02/pot-musical-08-ok-here-are-pics-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R6LbkdV4hrI/AAAAAAAAASM/-v3-WTub5v8/s72-c/pot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3305096805531369760</id><published>2008-01-30T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:26:31.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Picture PicturesIt sucks being so busy. Working really sucks the energy out of you, drains you of your life force, withers away your vitality. I barely have a life, but luckily, I do still go out every once in a while. I have a sliver of life, work can't take that away from me! Hah.John, Sid, Guru and their powerhouse singer rocked the house, or rather, Home. They're fantastic, next gig on Friday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3305096805531369760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3305096805531369760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3305096805531369760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3305096805531369760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/01/picture-pictures-it-sucks-being-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R6BOR9V4hnI/AAAAAAAAARs/iqQiYKv9BKk/s72-c/zoukhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-134777244647220255</id><published>2008-01-18T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:21:57.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's NewIts been ages since my last update! I've been really busy with "Passage of Time", work at Positive PSYCH and the autism project. We've gotten more responses for the survey and support from other people, its very encouraging.(Oh and serene, if you're still here, maybe you'd like to read up on a comment Ellen left behind. I doubt it'll cure you of your ignorance, but hey, it's always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/134777244647220255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=134777244647220255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/134777244647220255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/134777244647220255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-new-its-been-ages-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R5BzJ-2l3-I/AAAAAAAAARE/KuHP3UltPC0/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-8386522358645299833</id><published>2007-12-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T00:21:06.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Xmas &amp; New YearA belated Merry Xmas and an advanced Happy New Year to one and all! Normally, I would include some retrospective post about the past year and all that shit, but I can't be fucked now. Honestly, it's always the same. Pft...And I always get so damned melancholic.So here are pictures from the crazy boot party on Xmas eve. :) And I posted the pics on facebook too so get off my back! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/8386522358645299833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=8386522358645299833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8386522358645299833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8386522358645299833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-new-year-belated-merry-xmas-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R3PIXe2l30I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kiZsoEFDQZI/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-5550899401016254621</id><published>2007-12-11T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:12:42.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back AgainWell, Lynne and I are back in Singapore. The kids are well and there are some new additions to the orphanage. Some of the kids are also no longer there. We spent 6 days there and the last 2 days in Khao Lak and Phuket respectively.Here's just a mini update. We took far too many pictures once again.It's been a really eventful week in Khao Lak. We had to bring Lynne to the hospital to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/5550899401016254621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=5550899401016254621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5550899401016254621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5550899401016254621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-again-well-lynne-and-i-are-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R16NqfEGlMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XlalVD2TZ9Y/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-3766255217596599824</id><published>2007-12-03T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T04:25:17.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Off AgainI'm off to Khao Lak again, will only be back on the 10th. I'm sorry I've been out of action for so long but I promise to meet up with my friends whom I've neglected because of work. It's been really hectic and tiring.Anyway, in case you haven't seen this before, please click here to help us out with a survey on autism. It won't take more than 3 minutes of your time. Thanks. :)Much love. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/3766255217596599824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=3766255217596599824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3766255217596599824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/3766255217596599824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/12/off-again-im-off-to-khao-lak-again-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-8419074656724892511</id><published>2007-11-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:09:28.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism awareness'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 thingsFirstly, 4autism is a site for the Autism Awareness campaign Elsie, Jerms, Lynne &amp; I are spearheading. haha.. So we need your help, just 3 minutes of your time to fill in an anonymous survey that would point our campaign in the right direction.Click "I'm so nice!" to help us out. Being a techno-idiot, it took me a looong time to get it up and running, but 3 minutes is all I ask of you. My</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/8419074656724892511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=8419074656724892511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8419074656724892511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/8419074656724892511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-things-firstly-4autism-is-site-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R0bMXuh85EI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Tu5AIpNw2Vc/s72-c/preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-9078129299027061461</id><published>2007-11-21T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:55:31.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guess what?I have succumbed... I am finally on the wretched facebook. I hope you're happy, all you peer pressuring, hard-selling, won't-get-off-my-back, "JOIN FACEBOOK NOW OR DIE" friends. *sob* I hope you're happy now... I'll never be able to live with myself...On to other news, my laptop is back, fixed and empty. I have uploaded all the prev pics from after Thailand, so expect a barrage of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/9078129299027061461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=9078129299027061461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/9078129299027061461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/9078129299027061461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-succumbed.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/R0RDLeh85DI/AAAAAAAAAPM/T2K558P_VuE/s72-c/flypet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7244677007299928378</id><published>2007-11-06T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T03:25:18.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bah Well, its been a while. I've been crazy busy with much to do and travelling. I haven't been partying at all... cept on Halloween which hardly counts cos it was so freaking crowded I couldn't breathe, much less party.Anyhow my laptop is in toshiba purgatory, but it'll be out soon enough so I can sell out and finally join facebook. I don't get it. Why do we waste our lives away on the internet?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7244677007299928378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7244677007299928378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7244677007299928378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7244677007299928378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/11/bah-well-its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-2621118472196541097</id><published>2007-10-01T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:19:27.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thailand Alrighty, here are pictures from the orphanage. :) It took an age to put together man. Photo heavy entry.  My first little friends Chom Poo and Kai Dum. The kids eat in two straight lines like Little Madeline. My trip to the orphanage was very eventful - 2 buses, 4 hours later, I arrived at Ban Pru Teaw. I was quite traumatized - not because I couldn't speak a word of thai, but because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/2621118472196541097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=2621118472196541097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2621118472196541097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2621118472196541097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/10/thailand-alrighty-here-are-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/RwCj5cT_nZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IHuo8ZgDe5M/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7645598943749887954</id><published>2007-09-11T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T03:10:36.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back AgainI'm back from Khao Lak leaner, tanner and with a greater appreciation for many things such as aircon, hot water baths, no bugs in my food... Ok, maybe I'm not leaner. But I am more restless. I feel weird to be back home, in my comfy bed, in my airconditioned room. Safe and secure again.The children were wonderful. What can I say, they've stolen my mangled heart and mended it with their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7645598943749887954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7645598943749887954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7645598943749887954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7645598943749887954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-again-im-back-from-khao-lak-leaner.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4640182618699486439</id><published>2007-08-21T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T03:13:47.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Khao LakAlrighty, for some reason, my laptop decided to be nice and actually work today. Maybe cos its gonna be missing me, for I am leaving for Khao Lak in approximately 4 hours. Yes, South Thailand. I will be hanging out at the Panthanan Chai Orphanage till 10 Sept 2007 with orphans who lost their parents in the tsunami, or were just plain abandoned.It's about 2 hours away from Phuket, kinda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4640182618699486439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4640182618699486439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4640182618699486439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4640182618699486439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/08/khao-lak-alrighty-for-some-reason-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-6307881203278788957</id><published>2007-08-03T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:36:07.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fragile LivesSo I finally submitted my poems for that writing thing. Ended up writing poems cos my unreliable laptop died on me halfway through my short story - i suppose its fate. I liked my poems better than my story anyhow.So while I'm still in the mood for some writing (and since I havent got any photos to put up), let's talk about grandparents.Some people don't have the privilege of knowing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/6307881203278788957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=6307881203278788957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6307881203278788957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6307881203278788957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/08/fragile-lives-so-i-finally-submitted-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-5979752443118466951</id><published>2007-07-19T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:45:11.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some PicturesSo I'm not feeling so good, the germs are making my throat sore and my nose very runny. I been sleeping it off because I hate taking medicine or panadol or whatever it is people usually take. I only like Nim Jom Pi Pa Gao because its all natural herbal-ly goodness tastes quite yummy.Anyhow, I caught up with the Melbourne girls on Monday in Holland V. We had Cold Rock, very yummy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/5979752443118466951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=5979752443118466951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5979752443118466951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5979752443118466951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-pictures-so-im-not-feeling-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/Rp8wX7fGzdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hUvRl6plKV4/s72-c/aus_girls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7588980055549444996</id><published>2007-07-12T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T10:26:08.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UnwellbeingIt's been an age since I last blogged. To be honest, I haven't got that many pics to upload since my cam's busted, nor is it convenient for me to ramble on about the atrocities of life since my laptop's screwy. So there isn't much for me to say. Besides, I only like writing about my personal stuff if no one else understands what I'm trying to say so that leaves me with very very little</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7588980055549444996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7588980055549444996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7588980055549444996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7588980055549444996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/07/unwellbeing-its-been-age-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-5680556804262082565</id><published>2007-06-21T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:11:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Postponed!My trip to aus has been postponed till further notice. Ah well, no worries! Will def be there jul or aug, so i'll keep you informed. The damned flights are booked out all of July cos of all the students flying back for the school term. To think I was one of those students just half a year ago.My, how time flies. I miss independent life in my little studio apartment along Lonsdale Street</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/5680556804262082565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=5680556804262082565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5680556804262082565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5680556804262082565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/06/postponed-my-trip-to-aus-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-6010830893498758322</id><published>2007-06-17T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T03:02:29.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oz Again!Well, as many of you know, I will be heading to Aus tmr, the 18th, and I'm coming back mid July. Here are my tentative travel plans. I might extend my trip, or even go up to Gold Coast. Whee!&gt;18 Jun - 28 Jun    Melbourne&gt;28 Jun - 1 Jul       Adelaide&gt;1 Jul - 11 Jul         Sydney&gt;11Jul - 16 Jul        MelbourneI'm not going there to work or study, I'm going back for fun and possibly to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/6010830893498758322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=6010830893498758322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6010830893498758322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6010830893498758322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/06/oz-again-11jul-16-jul-melbourne-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-5806243025770607037</id><published>2007-06-09T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T02:49:57.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passage Of Time I know, I haven't been updating. I have perfectly legit reasons. I've been travelling, for one. And the number one reason is this: my explorer is fucking up big time, so i can't even access blogger to update. I need to use my bro's comp. Wtf right.Time for computer reformatting. Help!Well, I will eventually get around to posting my holiday pics. It's hard cos I didn't bring my cam</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/5806243025770607037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=5806243025770607037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5806243025770607037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5806243025770607037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/06/passage-of-time-i-know-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/RmmiYgYoCdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QiEl2-OIzwU/s72-c/POT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4624634332286133284</id><published>2007-05-20T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T03:17:12.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pic UpdatesHere are the more recent photos. In this feeble attempt to catch up on overdue pics, I'm just gonna do it the lazy way and plonk em all together. Matt was back from his overseas business trip to China. Zouk and shisha at Arab street.Caught up with melburn buddy Hanwei over Aston's steaks before going for Michael Wong's big band gig at Shangri-La over at Sentosa. Ailin came along for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4624634332286133284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4624634332286133284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4624634332286133284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4624634332286133284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/05/pic-updates-here-are-more-recent-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/Rk9LD0WyIFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YtQYMb9zcd0/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-7610084394381209061</id><published>2007-05-19T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T08:36:56.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sweet 16I remember when I was 16. So much uncertainty and stupidity. Searching for your own voice and identity. So much HOPE and IDEALS and DREAMS. Haha.. I was so naive, but not completely gullible, thank goodness.My, the lessons I've learnt. About life, love and people. I've come a long way.Anyway, Zouk's sweet 16 party was interesting. Way overdue, I know. But like I said, I've been busy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/7610084394381209061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=7610084394381209061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7610084394381209061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/7610084394381209061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweet-16-i-remember-when-i-was-16.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/Rk5EykWyIAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yB4r8yWn_58/s72-c/swt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-2645457010135824902</id><published>2007-05-11T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T17:14:32.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not Again.It's been moons since I last updated, and much has happened since. Surprise surprise. But seriously, things always change just as I am getting used to its pace. I am a ragdoll buffetting about in life's demented, sud-spilling washing machine of madness.Lots of words in this post, so just skip to the bottom for pics if you're not the reading sort.I still can't figure out if writing is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/2645457010135824902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=2645457010135824902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2645457010135824902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2645457010135824902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/RkQvfUoVA5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/u5cqIlqW8lA/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4850525240569590767</id><published>2007-04-11T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T09:36:12.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ReadySetGloI saw a cloud shaped like a penis just now. I swear. It was illuminated from behind by the rising sun, so it was like, THE Penis. Weird. Haha. Alright, moving on. Pics from Ready Set Glo.Dressing up was berry berry fun, even if I did end up looking a little like an 80's stripper. Neon colours, lightsticks and The Raptures were kickass awesome. Too bad the vid I took had shit sound </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4850525240569590767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4850525240569590767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4850525240569590767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4850525240569590767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/04/readysetglo-i-saw-cloud-shaped-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/RhwtjXDzWSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dE6353kRJmU/s72-c/rsg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-6192390752226428001</id><published>2007-04-07T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T08:53:39.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Partying in SgI've become really lazy. I've been holed up at home watching Heroes and Dexter. Goodstuff, goodstuff. I didn't party at all the entire week until last night! Unbelievable. Anyway, hit Zouk tonight for ReadySetGlo. It's gonna be awesome! Please come appropriately dressed in Nu Rave apparel and lightsticks.I also haven't been taking that many pics cos my cam's busted, so I need to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/6192390752226428001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=6192390752226428001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6192390752226428001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6192390752226428001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/04/partying-in-sg-ive-become-really-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/Rhbk6-q37HI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HYWT_TIdGSI/s72-c/boot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-1935781856891533106</id><published>2007-03-26T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T04:46:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bali HaiI'm back from Bali. I have nothing to say, cept for "IT WAS FREAKING AMAZING". Our villa was so beautiful it felt enchanted. All of us really connected and shared experiences with each other. I even experienced spiritual growth and learned loads about "psychic hands" and the energies from plants and ourselves. How surreal.Kris, Mei, Ian, Jon, Small Jon, Stephen and Gabriel. Thank you all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/1935781856891533106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=1935781856891533106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1935781856891533106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1935781856891533106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/03/bali-hai-im-back-from-bali.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-2222123465093818888</id><published>2007-03-20T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:05:19.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tigers &amp; GrapesI've been keeping myself so busy, I've hardly had time to think about anything at all. I wonder why, what is it that I'm trying to keep myself from feeling? From thinking about?It's not like I'm not having fun - on the contrary, I believe I'm having too much fun sometimes. Haha.. No complaints there, just that niggling certainty that all this will end soon gnawing away at the back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/2222123465093818888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=2222123465093818888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2222123465093818888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/2222123465093818888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/03/tigers-grapes-ive-been-keeping-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/Rf7Ku2z54YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/u37YPmdM8qw/s72-c/IMG_3264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-6321736789855310770</id><published>2007-03-16T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:50:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rockin' in HK Am finally back from my slightly extended stay in HK. Been resting and recuperating all of yesterday and today, though I was seriously considering flying back to HK today before my Bali trip next week. But really, my insanity has limits ok.Bonding with the gran was awesome. She is the coolest, though she can be quite the kancheong spider about things. She's still in HK and she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/6321736789855310770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=6321736789855310770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6321736789855310770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6321736789855310770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/03/rockin-in-hk-am-finally-back-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/RfpJoGz54VI/AAAAAAAAAGc/S1NRDNtefwg/s72-c/hk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-6212780930891679494</id><published>2007-03-12T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T03:27:27.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FYIOk you guys. I am having so much fun I can't believe it's legal. I'm still in HK cos my flight got changed to Wed 14 Mar, so I won't be around till then.I've been eating so much my face has gotten all chubby. It is quite distressing but at the moment, the food is calling out to me and I cannot resist. Forgive me, I am weak.In any case, I will give a full update with loads of pics when I'm back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/6212780930891679494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=6212780930891679494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6212780930891679494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/6212780930891679494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/03/fyi-ok-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-5175541267165429380</id><published>2007-03-05T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T08:55:06.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Off to HKMy plan to bum and travel is going really well. Imma be in Hong Kong from today till the 11th of March. Who's cool? You know it. Haha..And I'm going with my Granny who's almost local, having lived there for many years herself. I know, there won't be much partying. But bonding with your favourite grandma is way cooler than boozing.I can't wait for all the cool old skool places she's going</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/5175541267165429380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=5175541267165429380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5175541267165429380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/5175541267165429380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/03/off-to-hk-my-plan-to-bum-and-travel-is_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-4392839631607045372</id><published>2007-02-27T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T09:23:19.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LovedAs you all know, I have been "chilling" ever since I got back. This means that I haven't been doing anything to advance, or rather, start my career as some kind souls have been kind enough to point out to me. It's true, I've been doing absolutely jackshit. But even that tires me - it's unbelievable.However, that is not the point of my post. The point of this post is to talk about love, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/4392839631607045372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=4392839631607045372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4392839631607045372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/4392839631607045372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/02/loved-as-you-all-know-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-1798693342895440066</id><published>2007-02-24T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:36:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Festive FriendsHappy Belated CNY everyone. I've been taking it easy. Managed to catch up with some friends who are leaving/have left for another country. Didn't take that many pics though, cos I can't really figure out my brother's camera functions. Oh well. Visiting at Auntie Lay Har's. She made her kids sing to "Yue Liang Dai Biao Wo de Xing". Dong and his act artistic shots of us playing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/1798693342895440066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=1798693342895440066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1798693342895440066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/1798693342895440066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/02/festive-friends-happy-belated-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/ReABGyFWxRI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Zr1rC1Mpjw/s72-c/cny1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-117157276936418029</id><published>2007-02-16T04:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T06:02:55.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SG Thus FarGawd, how pathetic my last couple of posts are. I sound like a total loser, sullen and grouchy. To redeem myself, here is a barrage of happy photos from since I came back to sg. I'm taking a lot less photos. It is apparent that I keep getting lazier and lazier. I'm just gonna plonk em all here, so enjoy.With da Family on papa's side, Dong's big 2-0 (Happy Birthday not-so-little brother</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/117157276936418029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=117157276936418029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/117157276936418029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/117157276936418029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/RdTOoJrEVCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SuRgYwf3m5k/s72-c/Family+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-117123342321742978</id><published>2007-02-12T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T08:22:55.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In SicknessAs predicted, I'm sick. I experience stabbing pains in the heart when I cough, my nose won't stop leaking and I am running a slight fever.OH JOY.So I pretty much stayed home all day, unpacking a little and resting a lot. I couldn't even taste food very well so Grandma's wonderful homecooked food was wasted on me. Now I can't sleep. And my head hurts.Whoopee.Did some thinking today </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/117123342321742978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=117123342321742978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/117123342321742978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/117123342321742978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-sickness-as-predicted-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-117106192478631978</id><published>2007-02-10T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T07:06:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too Much too littleI'm exhausted. From doing nothing but going out and drinking and eating and catching up with friends. Now who would've thought...Today was sinful. Lunch with my beautiful girls Syl, Jerms and Claire at Crystal Jade without xiaolongbaos. Very upsetting, but the pepper crabs and fei fei wanton mee with the crew from Sydney made up for it. Many ballini's at Movida with Ailin whom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/117106192478631978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=117106192478631978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/117106192478631978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/117106192478631978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/02/too-much-too-little-im-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116993333137795920</id><published>2007-01-28T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T05:29:53.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Psst...Just a short update cos I'm really pooped. The rumours are true. I am back in sg to wreak havoc once again! *evil laugh*Still peeling like a moulting snake, but I checked out Cafe Del Mar and Butter Factory. The former was way to dirty and noisy for my liking, but the latter was just gorgeous. Almsot everyone was there and we camwhored like not tomorrow.I also went with Ying to check </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116993333137795920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116993333137795920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116993333137795920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116993333137795920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/01/psst.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116966555139035303</id><published>2007-01-25T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T03:05:51.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CrazinessAny kids I have will be pretty much the spawn of the devil himself. After all, I am the spawn of the devil (according to my mom), therefore my kids would be grandchildren of the devil. Evil evil evil weevil.Let me inspire you to give up this frivolous existence of senseless and useless day to day happenings. Why complicate things when life is as simple as death? Why force yourself to put</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116966555139035303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116966555139035303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116966555139035303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116966555139035303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/01/craziness-any-kids-i-have-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116957870735437296</id><published>2007-01-24T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T06:36:12.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memory LaneI'm back in Melbourne, sunburnt and peeling. Only 3 days left in Australia and that sucks. Although I do not want to live in Melbourne for the rest of my life, I know I will miss it. It seems like just yesterday when I first arrived, when I did not know the city as well as I do now.I napped all day before re-acquainting myself with Melbourne. Walked around with Jo for abit, soaking up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116957870735437296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116957870735437296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116957870735437296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116957870735437296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/01/memory-lane-im-back-in-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116902806734338612</id><published>2007-01-17T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:01:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hit the RoadI'm halfway through my road trip and I popped into an internet cafe to come online and make my presence felt int he online community. HALLOOOOO! I'M STILL HERE!Currently in Byron. Been surfing and kiting and checking out the beautiful beaches and lakes all along the coast. We drove up from Sydney, but the long drive wasn't too bad. Saw Seal Rocks and Lennox Head, Nimbin and Ballina.Oh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116902806734338612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116902806734338612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116902806734338612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116902806734338612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/01/hit-road-im-halfway-through-my-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116879427605709545</id><published>2007-01-14T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:19:50.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breeding BroodingFirstly, Happy Birthday Mr E! Hope you had a great one. More pics when I have the time and energy to upload them.So how's everyone been? I haven't updated in a while cos I've been so busy (as usual). Well, it is my last few weeks in Australia after all, so I'm really fully utilizing my time. Plans have changed many times so that's kinda shitty, but life never goes the way you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116879427605709545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116879427605709545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116879427605709545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116879427605709545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/01/breeding-brooding-firstly-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116768370810764858</id><published>2007-01-02T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:53:28.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2006...Happy New Year everyone! Yeah yeah, so I'm a little late, big deal. It's a new year yet again. I don't feel any different. It's still little ol' me here thinking crazy and self-deprecating thoughts. Fresh beginnings, clean slates? I don't think so. A little recap anyhow for my sieve-like mind.In 2006, there were many goodbyes; too many for me to list. It was also the time my room at 805/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116768370810764858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116768370810764858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116768370810764858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116768370810764858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2007/01/2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116714323683923220</id><published>2006-12-26T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:54:51.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Eye Spysa little birdy... Haha.. Well, I just wanted to record and observation I made today at Maroubra Beach. There was a flock of seagulls just hanging out at the beach, kinda like teenage pimply kids at a mall. Annoying as fuck.So there I was, just chilling out and reading in the sun when I heard, above the raucous screeches the seagulls made, a high pitched trilling clear as a bell. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116714323683923220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116714323683923220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116714323683923220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116714323683923220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-eye-spys-little-birdy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116688383631504421</id><published>2006-12-23T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T22:27:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kinky Xmas PartyEren had a kinky Xmas Party last night and boy, was it wild or was it wild? Danni and I drew up a list of punishments to be meted out to people who did not adhere to the dresscode. As the Punishers, we could whip, spank, paddle, tickled, restrain, gag, blindfold, drip candlewax on, drizzle chocolate sauce or whipped cream all over our victims.I was very obliging. Hurhurhur.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116688383631504421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116688383631504421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116688383631504421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116688383631504421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/kinky-xmas-party-eren-had-kinky-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116672539261694751</id><published>2006-12-22T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:23:13.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zit Fit Another late night for me. But just as I had predicted in my previous dreary post, today was brighter, though I didn't get to see much of it. I only managed to fall asleep at about 12pm and only woke around 7pm. Now for frivolity as promised.I shopped today. It made me happy because I like new things. What I don't like is having THE MOTHER OF ALL ZITS on my chin and she seems to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116672539261694751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116672539261694751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116672539261694751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116672539261694751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/zit-fit-another-late-night-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116663582067684583</id><published>2006-12-21T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T07:04:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Black Bile A restlessness confounds me - I can't sleep again. I started thinking about the person I am now and the past, so either way, there's no going back I suppose.The past doesn't exist anymore, I exist now. Every word I utter exists and that passes away without ceremony until resurrected when I need the word again. Is it the same word or a new one that is seemingly like the deceased word? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116663582067684583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116663582067684583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116663582067684583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116663582067684583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/black-bile-restlessness-confounds-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116645026782762329</id><published>2006-12-18T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:16:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zenn PeeksSo I've left Melbourne on my round Australia trip, though Perth isn't happening anymore. It's a shame cos I really wanted to go for that Pendulum gig on NYE. I can't believe I missed out on so many great parties this year. I must be getting old. Oh wait, I am.*insert lugubrious sigh*Yes. Met up wth Sid here in Syd. Haha... We had a great chat over Jaggerbombs and fantastic artwork. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116645026782762329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116645026782762329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116645026782762329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116645026782762329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/zenn-peeks-so-ive-left-melbourne-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116611739396070915</id><published>2006-12-15T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T06:54:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ode to Nemo Last night, he lay sprawled across my stomach contentedly. A lugubrious sigh, heartbeats in unison. A white whisker tickled my face and my breath made him flick his ears. He blinked at me with sleep in his lazy, slitty eyes. His soft fur warmed us and aggravated my abused nose. Oh how I miss Nemo.Love in flesh and furNo hateful human judgmentI see you see meUnconditionalA pure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116611739396070915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116611739396070915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116611739396070915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116611739396070915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/ode-to-nemo-last-night-he-lay-sprawled.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116605434156575303</id><published>2006-12-14T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T08:15:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pics/RamblingsI went to bed at 5ish just as dawn’s pink glow kissed the horizon and illuminated the low clouds from behind with a faint touch of purple and yellow. I woke up around 7.30am with the sun shining brightly in my face and I haven’t been able to sleep since. It also doesn’t help that I seem to develop some kind of wheezing asthmatic breathing every time I try to sleep.I don’t have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116605434156575303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116605434156575303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116605434156575303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116605434156575303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/picsramblings-i-went-to-bed-at-5ish.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116577396642340533</id><published>2006-12-11T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:20:41.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UpdateSo lots of stuff has happened since the last entry. I've officially moved out of my apartment and am staying with JC. I survived on minimal sleep and went for a roadtrip to Ninety Mile Beach about 3 hours away from Melbourne and I just got back today.The stars were amazing last night. Saw a few shooting stars too. Binoculars actually give you a really good view of the stars, you should try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116577396642340533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116577396642340533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116577396642340533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116577396642340533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/update-so-lots-of-stuff-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116530831422108246</id><published>2006-12-06T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T03:40:04.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It Came In A Dreamone step forwardtwo steps backthere's no reprieveno eye of stormmy footsteps fadebefore they formno stars to guide mecompass to pointthe right way outi want to run buti'm beaten backwardsround and roundno one offers a smilesome kindness or ahelping hand i falldown hard and grazemy knees but no onehelps or stops to lookfor no one's herein this closed bookwho knows who cares who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116530831422108246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116530831422108246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116530831422108246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116530831422108246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-came-in-dream-one-step-forward-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116522017451203140</id><published>2006-12-04T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:58:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What School? FUCKING WOOHOO! Pardon my French but I'm a geeenius and geniuses are allowed to cuss and swear as they please. I ACED THIS SEMESTER. HAH! In your face! I gotta admit, there were many many times I didn't think I'd pull through, but I did, so my luck is sure to run out sooner or later. Dang.I haven’t been antisocial or anything. It’s just that there’s something wrong with my IE and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116522017451203140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116522017451203140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116522017451203140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116522017451203140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-school-fucking-woohoo-pardon-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116479756727095798</id><published>2006-11-29T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:52:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DecadenceSome photos comin up. :) Mama Teresa was down in Melbourne last month or so. I managed to meet up with her. We played drinking games and drank and drank and drank. I was pretty smashed but hey, I was at home so no worries. Besides, charm took good care of me. Thanks doll!Yeah. I was drunk. Then there were the birthdays. Joan's bday was extravagant. Justin oudid himself and cooked a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116479756727095798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116479756727095798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116479756727095798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116479756727095798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/11/decadence-some-photos-comin-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116435138522764602</id><published>2006-11-24T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T14:58:44.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(Non)BeingI should write something. Lots happened, but I'm too lazy to write anything now. My short film was screened at the RMIT showcase thingamajig on Wednesday and it was alright I suppose. The afterparty, now that was when the fun started. :) My camera's busted. Old age I suppose, coupled with some knocks around the edges but oh well. It's served me well. I still have loads of pics to upload</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116435138522764602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116435138522764602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116435138522764602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116435138522764602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/11/nonbeing-i-should-write-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116399135952274596</id><published>2006-11-20T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:55:59.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some Me Time It's finally over. Handed everything in last Friday and I've been recuperating ever since. Having slept only 2 hours a day for the past week has taken it's toll on me. I haven't been drinking enough water nor getting enough rest, so you can imagine how shit I look and feel.Somehow, I was not totally reclusive during that busy period. There were some birthday parties I attended and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116399135952274596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116399135952274596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116399135952274596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116399135952274596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-me-time-its-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116273544969400324</id><published>2006-11-05T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:07:14.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exile a heartbeat, then anotherthese eyelids that flutterthis corpse continues tokeep drawing breaththat does not mist glassor windows or mirrorsthe effluvia of life goesalmost unnoticedjust as how foolish loveis mutinously ousted fromthe cold, frozen heart no longer deceived by that naive human faithscorn the chimerassuppress the paroxysmof emotion and tearsdisarticulated murmursand soliloquies </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116273544969400324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116273544969400324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116273544969400324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116273544969400324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/11/exile-heartbeat-then-another-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116190511532073648</id><published>2006-10-27T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T07:40:59.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just A Thought Neither religion nor science can provide answers. All they do is put a fradulent lens over our eyes that leads us to oblique answers or endless circles. Aporias are beautiful. Life is absurb. There are no answers, there is no point.Little Fly,Thy summer's playMy thoughtless handHas brushed away.Am not IA fly like thee?Or art not thouA man like me?For I danceAnd drink, and sing,Till</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116190511532073648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116190511532073648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116190511532073648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116190511532073648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-thought-neither-religion-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116184566469241455</id><published>2006-10-26T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:54:24.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IV: That’s All Folks Right, I actually woke at 8.30am today. HAH. I slept early last night, but that’s only cos I didn’t sleep the night before. I had a presentation I didn’t know about so I finished and handed it in today. But enough about my now-boring life. Let’s have a peek at the not-so-boring bits in this final photo installment (for now).From AdelaideOn Roy &amp; Mark's last day in Melbourne (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116184566469241455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116184566469241455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116184566469241455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116184566469241455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/iv-thats-all-folks-right-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116172894739791101</id><published>2006-10-25T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T06:29:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>III: Melbourne SpringHere’s the next installation of photos. You can expect another 1 or 2 before I disappear for a while. I’ve been up all night trying to complete my assignments. Oh such JOY. But looking at pics make me a little happier. :) Good ol memories. Blogs are useful that way.Albert Park Despite my 1.5 year stay in Melbourne, I’d never been to Albert until E brought me. There were swans</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116172894739791101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116172894739791101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116172894739791101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116172894739791101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/iii-melbourne-spring-heres-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116166362320541408</id><published>2006-10-24T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:20:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ache I've been busy with the assignments piling up once again. Roy and Mark flew down from Adelaide for the weekend so no work was done, but they were a welcome distraction. I've been putting off the putting up of photos, but it will be done soon. In between sleepless nights of slogging for assignments. Oh joy.In another one of those moods. Oh, don't you hate feeling sometimes? I am a rock, I do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116166362320541408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116166362320541408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116166362320541408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116166362320541408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/ache-ive-been-busy-with-assignments.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116050556852766034</id><published>2006-10-11T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T03:09:37.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Write about IFirstly, HAPPY BIRTDAY MY DARLING JERMAINE. I love you my queen, my wife, my ray of light. :) See you soon yes? Now to take a break from the photos, here’s something a little more thoughtful cos I can't sleep. More pics soon in Part III of Photogalore.I love writing. It's therapeutic and it helps organize my thoughts and feelings when I'm not very sure of them. I didn't always like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116050556852766034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116050556852766034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116050556852766034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116050556852766034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/write-about-i-firstly-happy-birtday-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116038724474114621</id><published>2006-10-09T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:54:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>II: Smoggy ol’ SGYou could say that my time in sg was fully utilized. I was busy busy busy but I’m glad I got to meet up with most of my friends. It was a lovely time even if the weather was shit. Here are the pics for Part II, Back in Singapore.I can't be arsed to put the pics in order so, here goes...Upon arriving back in sg, I went to meet my fave grandma and ate a vast quantity of food. Then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116038724474114621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116038724474114621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116038724474114621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116038724474114621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/ii-smoggy-ol-sg-you-could-say-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-116020421990352773</id><published>2006-10-07T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:56:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I: Before S’pore Man, I have so much work to do but I'm so out of it I need to do something else, like update my blog, so here’s a massive overload of photographs. I didn’t get to upload them cos I lost my bloody card reader ages ago, but I got a new one in Sim Lim. Yay! Haha… Presenting Part I of the photogalore trilogy: Before Singapore.Day out with Danny and Charm before I went back to sg for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/116020421990352773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=116020421990352773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116020421990352773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/116020421990352773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-before-spore-man-i-have-so-much-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115984938505144532</id><published>2006-10-03T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:01:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home To HomeWell, I'm back in Melbourne again and I have somewhat recovered from the lack of sleep I suffered from in Singapore. It was good to be back and catching up with old friends, even if Singapore was SO HOT and SO SMOGGY. The fucking haze sucks. I was hoping to get a tan but I didn't even get to see the sun.I arrived yesterday morning and crashed all the way till dinner time before coming</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115984938505144532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115984938505144532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115984938505144532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115984938505144532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/10/home-to-home-well-im-back-in-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115909226109443437</id><published>2006-09-24T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:04:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in SGMan, it so hot and muggy. Balmy my ass. It's hot and muggy. I feel so hot and muggy-ed. A blast of stale, warm air enveloped me when I got of the plane and has stayed with me ever since. Wonderful. And there's so much smog in the air it kinda looks like HongKong. And the beaches are filthy - I was just there with Ailin today - and infested with people and roaches.But it sure is great to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115909226109443437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115909226109443437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115909226109443437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115909226109443437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-in-sg-man-it-so-hot-and-muggy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115838419004226812</id><published>2006-09-16T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T01:48:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birth DayAnd so, yet another year goes by. It's funny how things you feel so acutely and keenly now, become blurry, nondescript memories of yesteryear. Sometimes, I'm lucky enough to remember the details in absolute clarity, but usually, they're like dreams receding into the dark recesses of my mind.Last year this day, I was getting a tattoo in Blackburn with Jerms, Daryl and Tayen. Now, Daryl is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115838419004226812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115838419004226812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115838419004226812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115838419004226812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/09/birth-day-and-so-yet-another-year-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115755441437757202</id><published>2006-09-07T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:27:50.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fatigue I’m so tired all the time. However, as Ailin once noticed, that’s when I push myself hardest. So today, I met Kev for gyu tan and drinks before heading home to scrub and clean both my toilet and kitchen, vacuumed my entire placed and sorted my laundry. Whee. I also intend to start on my Tempest essay tonight and kill myself tomorrow. Hah.Anyway, in this productive spirit, I have also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115755441437757202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115755441437757202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115755441437757202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115755441437757202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/09/fatigue-im-so-tired-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115746881564916098</id><published>2006-09-05T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:13:55.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Such Joy.I finally ventured out into the big wide world after more than 50 hours of isolation and mind-numbing books &amp; tv. It was an interesting experience, I suppose. I haven't slept, I can't seem to focus or think. I've been eating chocolate for the entire day. It's a nice change from cereal. I went out to go to the bank but it was closed, so I went home. That was fun. Yeah. I couldn't really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115746881564916098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115746881564916098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115746881564916098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115746881564916098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/09/such-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115736112700625086</id><published>2006-09-04T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:17:08.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Plath to FollowMad Girl's Love SongI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again.(I think I made you up inside my head.)The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,And arbitrary blackness gallops in:I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.I dreamed that you bewitched me into bedAnd sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.(I think I made you up inside my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115736112700625086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115736112700625086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115736112700625086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115736112700625086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/09/plath-to-follow-mad-girls-love-song-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115712118915596927</id><published>2006-09-01T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:53:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Lucky CharmI feel so disaffected, and that is my lucky charm. What do memories count for? I can't account for the black holes in my memory. What happened to them? Did they just disappear? Are they in someone else's head because there was no room in mine? Perhaps memories are recycled - the same script for a different cast.Why is time seemingly linear, but our thoughts aren't? Why is it I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115712118915596927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115712118915596927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115712118915596927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115712118915596927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-lucky-charm-i-feel-so-disaffected.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115695933449403142</id><published>2006-08-31T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:38:16.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHE LIVES!Yes I have a life, which explains my lack of updates. Haha… Here’s a whole buncha photos since my adoring public has been deprived of my wonderful pictures for the past coupla weeks. (yeah right) I still can't find my fucking card reader. FARK.More stupid faces to come. I should start a website called stupidfaces.com for me and all my fellow retards. So we’ll start with the most recent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115695933449403142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115695933449403142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115695933449403142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115695933449403142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/08/she-lives-yes-i-have-life-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115626133131085968</id><published>2006-08-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:47:52.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodbye, HelloGoodbyes suck. At least it ain't forever. For now. Debs left Melbourne today I think. We also said farewell to Rach &amp; Mr E. I'm really sad that they left cos they feed me. :( They left (on separate flights) after a whirlwind of activities in little ol' Melbourne. It's so cold here, but last year was worse I reckon.We partied at a cheap cheap party with good music at Bass Station on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115626133131085968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115626133131085968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115626133131085968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115626133131085968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/08/goodbye-hello-goodbyes-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115566379674038861</id><published>2006-08-16T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T06:33:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What A Mess the hours came, the hours wentthey left me mostly ambivalentwithout rue, without regretthey left me strangely circumspect.- taken from the wall of a toilet at Pony,   courtesy of Alime too. I think it's sad. Blame it on power? Greed? Or perhaps just ourselves.Politics. Religion. The Media. All the big self-important people in the world are involved in them. Unfortunately, they're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115566379674038861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115566379674038861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115566379674038861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115566379674038861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-mess-hours-came-hours-went-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334739.post-115555310776024360</id><published>2006-08-14T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:04:25.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GymMy throat's still hurting and I still can't find my card reader. I feel somewhat inspired to gym after watching this.Thank goodness it was only a passing fancy. I reckon I'd have fallen asleep if I ever attempted running on treadmills for longer than 10 minutes. And I don't think I would've been allowed to do any of that in any of the gyms. Hah.I hope I get well soon. :( How dismal is this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/feeds/115555310776024360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6334739&amp;postID=115555310776024360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115555310776024360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6334739/posts/default/115555310776024360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokentian.blogspot.com/2006/08/gym-my-throats-still-hurting-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08198288378633101787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ph4zZEQKwM8/SPx0670oFOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/el_HMr92EYY/S220/manson9a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
