<?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-6633035</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:07:04.535+08:00</updated><category term='401th post.'/><title type='text'>give me a chance to whine</title><subtitle type='html'>when there's simply too much to shine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>488</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7582107038143884929</id><published>2007-11-02T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:12:35.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna delete it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7582107038143884929?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7582107038143884929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7582107038143884929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7582107038143884929' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5359546329860924544</id><published>2007-10-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:08.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last time,&lt;br /&gt;be it a hour ago or a day ago. i really wanted to post some spastic photo i took because i wanted to vent all my stress out. maybe no one understand what i really wanted after so long. i've been listening to everyone for a long time, now i want to hear what i really want.&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES ABOUT HOW THE WORLD LOOKS AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so determined... SCREW O LEVELS! i'll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLVt1oOhI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wCznwLFmQsc/s1600-h/27-10-07_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126023637331622418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLVt1oOhI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wCznwLFmQsc/s200/27-10-07_2117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLkN1oOiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d21_jvC-iBo/s1600-h/27-10-07_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126023886439725602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLkN1oOiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d21_jvC-iBo/s200/27-10-07_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLkd1oOjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Rs3ruhyxwEY/s1600-h/26-10-07_1455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126023890734692914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLkd1oOjI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Rs3ruhyxwEY/s200/26-10-07_1455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNMAN1oOkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ynhk4ZDuvm4/s1600-h/27-10-07_2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126024367476062786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNMAN1oOkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ynhk4ZDuvm4/s200/27-10-07_2114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you may puke after looking at the above photos. *(#%&amp;amp;*#&amp;amp;*^@&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLVd1oOgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Rp28_kXvdaM/s1600-h/26-10-07_1444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126023633036655106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLVd1oOgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Rp28_kXvdaM/s200/26-10-07_1444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still a good girl, am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5359546329860924544?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5359546329860924544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5359546329860924544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5359546329860924544' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RyNLVt1oOhI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wCznwLFmQsc/s72-c/27-10-07_2117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1471561209323597055</id><published>2007-10-20T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:12:25.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. i think i'm freaking out cause o levels' just one day away.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still happily day dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;my mind's filled with ______ and ______ AND _________ _______.&lt;br /&gt;damn i couldn't get anything into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my parents are insane because they decided to head down to ikea at 1030 just when i was preparing to finish the last few parts of chemistry to get a new chair.&lt;br /&gt;i mean of all the time? TODAY?! WHEN MY O LEVELS' ON MONDAY?!&lt;br /&gt;it was a wasted trip. not that we haven't gotten anything, but i thought i could spend that hour wisely instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLAP ME PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;it's the last lap and what i've been studying for 3 years i suppose is put into one friggin examination.&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid i'll be banished to perth. OH PLEASEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BEAT GARRETT WONG( hahahaha motivation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side, o levels' ending.&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY 16TH JO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1471561209323597055?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1471561209323597055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1471561209323597055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1471561209323597055' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6496262672148077504</id><published>2007-10-17T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:11.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more photos(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to catch a cow to take photos? (HAHAH i'm kidding lahhh)&lt;br /&gt;step 1. GRAB TIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWZfVCF9HI/AAAAAAAAAXA/A-FzOm_FrG4/s1600-h/CIMG0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122168914704725106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWZfVCF9HI/AAAAAAAAAXA/A-FzOm_FrG4/s200/CIMG0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 2, keep grabbing until they stand still.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWaI1CF9II/AAAAAAAAAXI/cfTjI49oOfc/s1600-h/CIMG0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122169627669296258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWaI1CF9II/AAAAAAAAAXI/cfTjI49oOfc/s200/CIMG0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 3. take a nice photo :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWaJlCF9JI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pitUqYSq0aA/s1600-h/CIMG0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122169640554198162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWaJlCF9JI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pitUqYSq0aA/s200/CIMG0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICKY... younger than me by 1 week but taller and smarter by 1234567890.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWZD1CF9GI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rQ02DGJLoBo/s1600-h/CIMG0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122168442258322530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWZD1CF9GI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rQ02DGJLoBo/s200/CIMG0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my partner!!!! &lt;333333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWYOFCF9EI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1NNwtIrRCtI/s1600-h/CIMG0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122167518840353858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWYOFCF9EI/AAAAAAAAAWo/1NNwtIrRCtI/s200/CIMG0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUNCIL THE GREAT PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWYtFCF9FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aQPb8kw_9t8/s1600-h/CIMG0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122168051416298578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWYtFCF9FI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aQPb8kw_9t8/s200/CIMG0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWX91CF9DI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nrrOn9H3oc8/s1600-h/CIMG0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122167239667479602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWX91CF9DI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nrrOn9H3oc8/s200/CIMG0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122166904660030498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWXqVCF9CI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DE1PKizg6aU/s200/CIMG0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favourite bunch of kanas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWWolCF8_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/nTA--f4QHws/s1600-h/CIMG0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122165775083631602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWWolCF8_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/nTA--f4QHws/s200/CIMG0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, my girls(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWXT1CF9BI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_Zzl8i2-oMc/s1600-h/CIMG0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122166518112973842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWXT1CF9BI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_Zzl8i2-oMc/s200/CIMG0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWXA1CF9AI/AAAAAAAAAWI/yDtZve9KE8M/s1600-h/CIMG0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122166191695459330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWXA1CF9AI/AAAAAAAAAWI/yDtZve9KE8M/s200/CIMG0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6496262672148077504?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6496262672148077504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6496262672148077504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6496262672148077504' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxWZfVCF9HI/AAAAAAAAAXA/A-FzOm_FrG4/s72-c/CIMG0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3336530815865703813</id><published>2007-10-16T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:12.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRADUATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like finally....&lt;br /&gt;4 years have passed like that.&lt;br /&gt;though i met many many difficult situations, i've never regret coming to this school. probably if i come in now i may regret, but the people i met and the experiences, are really priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council's been a great part of my life. without council, i bet my life in beatty would be boring. thanks to council i met many many great people like the exco and all my wonderful seniors and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i first stepped in beatty, i had no friends. probably due to the sudden change of environment. but, i guess it held many wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt to grow up, had my bittersweet experiences there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many good and inspiring teachers are there for me like miss lim, mr amos and miss pua. they really motivate me. well, what we need is really people to believe in us and they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dancers! had a wonderful time performing with them in the drama and stuff. they are really nice people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there used to be many many question mark in our heads,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB4VCF81I/AAAAAAAAAU4/o3-36CJHnzU/s1600-h/CIMG4692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121861480945677138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB4VCF81I/AAAAAAAAAU4/o3-36CJHnzU/s200/CIMG4692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten years ago we didn't know we would get together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB91CF84I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8Ntym1aVKEs/s1600-h/CIMG0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121861575434957698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB91CF84I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8Ntym1aVKEs/s200/CIMG0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and smile like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB-lCF85I/AAAAAAAAAVY/VtGFnd23gCA/s1600-h/CIMG0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121861588319859602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB-lCF85I/AAAAAAAAAVY/VtGFnd23gCA/s200/CIMG0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_zFCF8wI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0j8b3TnBtLo/s1600-h/CIMG4677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121859191728108290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_zFCF8wI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0j8b3TnBtLo/s200/CIMG4677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many times, i didn't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_2FCF8yI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RHU_D_QmV0U/s1600-h/CIMG4682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121859243267715874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_2FCF8yI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RHU_D_QmV0U/s200/CIMG4682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i do(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_21CF8zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BA8zCb-OkEE/s1600-h/CIMG4687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121859256152617778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_21CF8zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BA8zCb-OkEE/s200/CIMG4687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with your company and support....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_6lCF80I/AAAAAAAAAUw/OvPsaPjdNkc/s1600-h/CIMG4691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121859320577127234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_6lCF80I/AAAAAAAAAUw/OvPsaPjdNkc/s200/CIMG4691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did many wonderful things beyond my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_1FCF8xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/S4CkTbtBCJQ/s1600-h/CIMG4681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121859226087846674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxR_1FCF8xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/S4CkTbtBCJQ/s200/CIMG4681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you rock, you know we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB8VCF83I/AAAAAAAAAVI/0BTadK1h5wo/s1600-h/CIMG4715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121861549665153906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB8VCF83I/AAAAAAAAAVI/0BTadK1h5wo/s200/CIMG4715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for putting a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB6VCF82I/AAAAAAAAAVA/SMdrRvJdRFI/s1600-h/CIMG4708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121861515305415522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB6VCF82I/AAAAAAAAAVA/SMdrRvJdRFI/s200/CIMG4708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really treasure the moments we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;p.s blogger's giving me problems i shall post the photos i took tomorrow hopefully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3336530815865703813?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3336530815865703813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3336530815865703813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3336530815865703813' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RxSB4VCF81I/AAAAAAAAAU4/o3-36CJHnzU/s72-c/CIMG4692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8609262235096745956</id><published>2007-10-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:07:25.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay here's a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shoutout&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KANANANANA&lt;/span&gt;- BELINDA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CHENG&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for tutoring me bio today! and GUESS WHAT! SURPRISINGLY I COULD DO THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MCQ&lt;/span&gt; OF ONE OF THE PAST YEAR PAPER AND I GOT 33 MARKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really wow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i couldn't even believe i could do bio.&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, maybe it was easy but i did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. we studied at the pool and saw some gay coach with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;urm&lt;/span&gt; weird proportional body and the kids weren't listening to him. poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;and we kept laughing at him. *WHOOPS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;njyc&lt;/span&gt; open house on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. quite disappointed that it wasn't as amazing as i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; graduating in 2 days time?&lt;br /&gt;time flies, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; glad i didn't regret my journey in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;beatty&lt;/span&gt; i guess.&lt;br /&gt;though it was a total different environment when i first stepped in for me, it kinda changed my perspective of life in someway. for the better of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, when the seven of us were practically just taking photos and it was real fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; miss the days i had in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;beatty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; shop for presents tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8609262235096745956?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8609262235096745956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8609262235096745956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8609262235096745956' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5068980991799011294</id><published>2007-10-11T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:33:13.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:#*@^!&amp;amp;#$B#*FDBY"&gt;#*@^!&amp;amp;#$B#*FDBY&lt;/a&gt;#*&amp;amp;#&amp;amp;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do think i need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the previous posts, i really seem quite down.&lt;br /&gt;oh TOOT. i'm now full of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;i quarrelled with my mom just now due to some small problems.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really hate myself from treating people this way!&lt;br /&gt;i better tell her i'll go tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stay normal. i've been having sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;my o levels' is in two weeks time! (alright. practical next week)&lt;br /&gt;i don't want history to repeat when i have sleepless nights during prelims and that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE MONTH. one more month till i can't do what i've always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay chillllllll......&lt;br /&gt;after oct and nov, everyone'll be chilling.&lt;br /&gt;p.s i want to learn secret's song!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5068980991799011294?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5068980991799011294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5068980991799011294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5068980991799011294' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4368918847602631418</id><published>2007-10-08T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:13.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sometimes, it just take a moment to understand what love is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised, age doesn't matter in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long long ago, you found someone that every girl is envy of because he's really handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are you really happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe not. he doesn't take you out for his company dinner and instead he brought other girls to parties instead of asking you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he tried to control your life and you were smart to end it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you regret and you've waited for a long long time till you found another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe not as perfect as the first, but you know you're going to be happy for the rest of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo7wVCF8tI/AAAAAAAAAT4/X8g71u4DDtI/s1600-h/06-10-07_2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118969627925672658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo7wVCF8tI/AAAAAAAAAT4/X8g71u4DDtI/s200/06-10-07_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on your wedding day, you share the joy with other couples around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even those old couples who aren't that mushy with each other, they did what you told them to do. to stand up and drink together with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo77VCF8uI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a6t6nyMWK0Q/s1600-h/06-10-07_2136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118969816904233698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo77VCF8uI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a6t6nyMWK0Q/s200/06-10-07_2136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may be poor. life may be tough for you, but that doesn't mean anything as long as you're sharing every moment with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo8HlCF8vI/AAAAAAAAAUI/us9kgyQ_2HA/s1600-h/06-10-07_2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118970027357631218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo8HlCF8vI/AAAAAAAAAUI/us9kgyQ_2HA/s200/06-10-07_2150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wedding's just a day but marriage's for a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, i understand why there's no reason for liking someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how bad he is or how many times he has hurt you, you can't explain why you like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe that's love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has made it very clear but i was only a tool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe if i learn how to let go and fly, i would realise there's someone better out there waiting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4368918847602631418?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4368918847602631418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4368918847602631418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4368918847602631418' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rwo7wVCF8tI/AAAAAAAAAT4/X8g71u4DDtI/s72-c/06-10-07_2033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2234286333687441275</id><published>2007-10-03T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:14.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RwOvAlCF8oI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sdXPJKQk13A/s1600-h/03-10-07_2259.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RwOvI1CF8pI/AAAAAAAAATY/a9qrIddsfoY/s1600-h/03-10-07_2301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117126167832687250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RwOvI1CF8pI/AAAAAAAAATY/a9qrIddsfoY/s200/03-10-07_2301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RwOu11CF8nI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZIcz21qR8cA/s1600-h/03-10-07_2257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117125841415172722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RwOu11CF8nI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZIcz21qR8cA/s200/03-10-07_2257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much for determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have you ever been amazed by yourself or by someone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you thought you didn't have the talent to do something but you did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or when you were surprised when someone suddenly soar up high into the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps this is what they always say, hidden talents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you discover something amazing about yourself, this is your gift from god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;usually in life, with a little luck and loads of determination, you would often succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, you should feel good about yourself always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, no one can ever bring you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during this long and tedious journey, you cry you breakdown sometimes you even forget why did you do all these. in the first place, what was your aim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this what you really want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes this really make me wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example, why do i want to go JC so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if all my cousins weren't so smart and my family's expectations wasn't as high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would i still want to achieve that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if it wasn't for _______________, would i still go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i think again, back to a decade ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was what i really want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a kind of strong desire you know, and i believe if you have found it you would know what i meant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to take up challenge, i want my life to be useful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore i chose this path without regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i start to walk this no-return journey, i know what obstacles i'm going to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if i try to enjoy every moment of it, would my life be more different? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you tend to be too engross in something, suddenly you feel your life's missing something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you've missed the opportunity to do something, maybe you have neglected all the care and concern on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but whatever happens, it happens for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life's never fair. when you gain something, you lose something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it wrong to pursue something with all your might?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2234286333687441275?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2234286333687441275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2234286333687441275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2234286333687441275' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RwOvI1CF8pI/AAAAAAAAATY/a9qrIddsfoY/s72-c/03-10-07_2301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8936166570332914760</id><published>2007-09-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:14.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RvZvY1CF8mI/AAAAAAAAATA/rTnScgsn3wY/s1600-h/24-02-07_2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113396899269177954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RvZvY1CF8mI/AAAAAAAAATA/rTnScgsn3wY/s200/24-02-07_2311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh sweetheart, you're so near yet so far.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we met in our dreams but you didn't take a glance at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe we'll have a chance to meet. time will tell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the day cause i'll be receiving most of my prelim results :S&lt;br /&gt;OH CAN ANYONE SAVE ME?&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to graduate in three weeks! which is pretty fast&lt;br /&gt;and o levels is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;i better get my feet up and start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway i'm so determined to _______#&amp;amp;%^T#^&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm going to do it.&lt;br /&gt;after so long, i finally found my motivation and that sentence that changed my way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;or else i'll be still whining now.&lt;br /&gt;pretty weird huh, i'm already making plans after my examinations instead of worrying.&lt;br /&gt;when i had my goals, i realised i fell even harder on the ground&lt;br /&gt;it made me think that the world was coming to an end for me but when i didn't expect much everything turn out pretty fine.&lt;br /&gt;finally made up my mind, to walk each step without thinking so much.&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY IT WILL WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我该如何让你明白我爱你?&lt;br /&gt;在那之前想对你说我愿意。&lt;br /&gt;你不必问，你也不必等。&lt;br /&gt;这一刻，就值得爱到永恒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，你会明白，等待也许是换取幸福的美好礼物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THIS JOLIN'S VIDEO IS SO DAMN COOL LAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAj44OJxXRU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAj44OJxXRU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="225" height="153"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8936166570332914760?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8936166570332914760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8936166570332914760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8936166570332914760' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RvZvY1CF8mI/AAAAAAAAATA/rTnScgsn3wY/s72-c/24-02-07_2311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8417174412201330372</id><published>2007-09-18T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:14.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru_lx33mJmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rd2ebUB7-gY/s1600-h/FHUA+FEOH+FUAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111556747062290018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru_lx33mJmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rd2ebUB7-gY/s200/FHUA+FEOH+FUAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a carefree day!&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i woke up at 1220pm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been motivating myself through all the blogposts and all the passages or novels you've read, are true.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i've been wondering if all the hard work really pays off.&lt;br /&gt;would i regret this decision and continue to move on?&lt;br /&gt;maybe time will tell, but now it's still a question mark in my head.&lt;br /&gt;all the terrible muggings and headaches, i still screwed my prelims.&lt;br /&gt;is it due to stress that i couldn't remember everything i've learnt?&lt;br /&gt;or it's because i didn't put in my 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me tomorrow'll be a better day. really?&lt;br /&gt;why do we have to go through all these stress man.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, i have all my friends who are going through all these with me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i get three months off after the cruel O level examinations that will determine my future.&lt;br /&gt;the crucial step, maybe for me.&lt;br /&gt;and my family doesn't want to go on a holiday together.&lt;br /&gt;i think we're not that close anymore.. that's pretty sad. we hardly exchange words of concern or rather even show it through out actions.&lt;br /&gt;despite all the scoldings and rejections i got last year when i wanted the whole family to go perth, i'm glad we had a good time together.&lt;br /&gt;but it's really sad. they blamed me for everything, why should we go last year, afraid that i wouldn't have a chance to go again. but, did they see the big picture i was trying to paint for them.&lt;br /&gt;they always look at the surface of everything. why wouldn't they go in deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather i admit, i think alot. too much actually.&lt;br /&gt;but, that's the least they can do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to face this every single day, or perhaps i'm used to it now.&lt;br /&gt;all the disputes that make me crazy last year, i tried again but well, no supporters.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll focus on my lessons :D and to look for a job since i've screwed my prelims up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to relax. after all these, go on a long holiday.&lt;br /&gt;and come back when it's time to.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;joey has been telling me christmas' coming every time she come for tuition!&lt;br /&gt;and it's coming real soon... time flies.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, what's the next step i'm going to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fWDoxNPPISo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fWDoxNPPISo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="200" height="153"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8417174412201330372?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8417174412201330372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8417174412201330372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8417174412201330372' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru_lx33mJmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rd2ebUB7-gY/s72-c/FHUA+FEOH+FUAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7555919947537283533</id><published>2007-09-17T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:15.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru4SE33mJlI/AAAAAAAAASw/JmPDYm-6C3o/s1600-h/16-09-07_1019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru4R0X3mJkI/AAAAAAAAASo/dKyl87MfYVs/s1600-h/16-09-07_1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111042218570163778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru4R0X3mJkI/AAAAAAAAASo/dKyl87MfYVs/s200/16-09-07_1022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven's fair.&lt;br /&gt;at least i think so for now.&lt;br /&gt;when one door closes for me, another one open.&lt;br /&gt;always with friends who are with me, welcoming me to start a new journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what future has for me.&lt;br /&gt;or what would be belong to me, but i know, if i give up now everything would be over.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, I MUST WORK HARD FOR O LEVELS!&lt;br /&gt;prelim is not everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must must must not give up hope.&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish someone would motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;actually the stress we're feeling is nothing compared to other stress we have out there in this world. maybe i should learn to see the real world and help those in need.&lt;br /&gt;maybe my life would be more fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims are finally over and the nightmare's here.&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7555919947537283533?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7555919947537283533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7555919947537283533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7555919947537283533' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Ru4R0X3mJkI/AAAAAAAAASo/dKyl87MfYVs/s72-c/16-09-07_1022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5235561900210020749</id><published>2007-09-16T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:15.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RuwJzn3mJjI/AAAAAAAAASg/NgF8OJR_SpU/s1600-h/07-06-07_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110470459638818354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RuwJzn3mJjI/AAAAAAAAASg/NgF8OJR_SpU/s200/07-06-07_1329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuxia's a lucky girl really&lt;br /&gt;i'll learn to face everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i have all my friends who are out there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL DO WELL FOR O LEVELS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5235561900210020749?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5235561900210020749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5235561900210020749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5235561900210020749' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RuwJzn3mJjI/AAAAAAAAASg/NgF8OJR_SpU/s72-c/07-06-07_1329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6779561684387354865</id><published>2007-09-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:23:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEN SHUXIA FINALLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got her ass down and start to study.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what will she achieve.&lt;br /&gt;i've sorted out my thinking, and i'm quite glad i know what i want now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think god gave me the answer i've wanted.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to those who are taking their prelims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6779561684387354865?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6779561684387354865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6779561684387354865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6779561684387354865' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-527598266527949107</id><published>2007-09-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:13:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh boy. i'm getting so bored and quite tired of my life.&lt;br /&gt;been mugging like all of the other people who are taking their examinations.&lt;br /&gt;don't remind me that my prelims' just NEXT WEEK? and my Os after that.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of leaving beatty for real, just make my heart feels sour i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the nice people i've met there, the chances.&lt;br /&gt;the truth of life. hahaha i guess it's a little exaggerating but.. that's how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still confused where to go after Os.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i've been quite strong but i guess after so long, i don't think i am.&lt;br /&gt;guess everyone's feeling the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC? POLY? PERTH?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;man. the decision's so hard to make.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i kinda agree that it's too young for me to go perth cause i'm still kinda underaged and i'll probably be restricted to do alot of things like making decisions for myself.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i could go overseas for uni for new experiences(:&lt;br /&gt;but definitely, if i had a choice, not now.&lt;br /&gt;THEN i'm left with JC or poly.&lt;br /&gt;what if i can't survive well in JC? and i can't find a suitable course in poly besides tourism.&lt;br /&gt;with the new IR coming up, more and more people are taking tourism courses everywhere which makes the competition higher and the chances of ME getting a job compared to others who have graduated and have more experiences is like slim.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'm up for business haha nor accounting( my tutor actually asked me not to :/)&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN, if i qualify for JC, why not?&lt;br /&gt;if i don't? is tourism the course or i'll probably end up in perth?&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like screaming when the above three appears in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's my future gona be like.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm quite excited to know. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda sad that my family doesn't want to go on a holiday together this december.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I FINALLY HAVE 3 MONTHS OF HOLIDAYS WITHOUT ANY TEXTBOOK HORRORS... they actually couldn't find time.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh how sad. thought of asking joey with me but seem like she's occupied with her work ):&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably find a job or something i guess and nevertheless ______________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO OVERSEAS FOR HOLIDAY LAHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;sigh wait for all the endless muggings to be over first i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but for now i'm gona go dating with my textbook.&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-527598266527949107?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/527598266527949107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/527598266527949107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#527598266527949107' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1296651612503339295</id><published>2007-09-03T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T11:58:30.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO GET RID OF THOSE QUESTION MARKS IN MY HEAD?!?!?!?!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1296651612503339295?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1296651612503339295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1296651612503339295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1296651612503339295' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1982098447108030148</id><published>2007-08-26T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:16.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RtEkyz2tUbI/AAAAAAAAASY/wS44Qofdqzc/s1600-h/26-08-07_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102900308119212466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RtEkyz2tUbI/AAAAAAAAASY/wS44Qofdqzc/s200/26-08-07_1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RtEkoT2tUaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LDik2puGQKE/s1600-h/26-08-07_1141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102900127730586018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RtEkoT2tUaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LDik2puGQKE/s200/26-08-07_1141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你心里有个人,但谁是那个人?&lt;br /&gt;你总是笑着不承认.&lt;br /&gt;有时候真的很想问, 想从你的眼神知道我有没有份?&lt;br /&gt;是不是你心里的人, 当然你不用明白承认,&lt;br /&gt;只要用你的眼神默认, 我就可以再往前多近个几分&lt;strong&gt;找个理由来等你从朋友变情人&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当你微笑看着我,那时候世界突然间静止一分多钟.&lt;br /&gt;那一个moment怎么去形容..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people don't know in love, there's only win or lose.&lt;br /&gt;many cry because they want to win.&lt;br /&gt;but the ultimate winner is those who learn how to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while revising for my chinese prelim, i came across this passage.&lt;br /&gt;the important lesson i learnt is, how to turn dream into reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1982098447108030148?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1982098447108030148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101554132224659858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RsxcdD2tUZI/AAAAAAAAASI/xMs8aJ34sA8/s320/photo_taipei_200505_ferrywheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;why did you feel so near when you're pretty far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T GIVE UP NO MATTER WHAT, because it's the first time i want to really achieve something on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1316090294568030461?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1316090294568030461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1316090294568030461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1316090294568030461' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RsxcdD2tUZI/AAAAAAAAASI/xMs8aJ34sA8/s72-c/photo_taipei_200505_ferrywheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7787457162902837817</id><published>2007-08-18T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T01:12:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHEEMOLOGY PART 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unexpected happiness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life, you realise you're living in a world of sadness with lots of question mark to certain questions you've been asking for almost half of your life.&lt;br /&gt;life's beautiful, if only you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;love's surrounding us yet we take every single bit of it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;till the very last moment, you're still living in happiness.&lt;br /&gt;you live for yourself, not for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english oral was okay except for the picture i guess,&lt;br /&gt;i got b3 for my chinese but i'm going to retake for a distinction.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll do better.&lt;br /&gt;from tomorrow onwards, my life will be busy busy busy with tests and preparation for prelims.&lt;br /&gt;i need to do well for prelims and O levels!&lt;br /&gt;till now i'm still wondering why i'm still pretty affected that instant i saw B3?&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for Os to be over and start my first step to _____.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want november to come partly because my relatives want me to go china with them and i don't want to after that hongkong incident.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, i don't want to give up on my lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really blessed because i have a thousand and one good friends who loves me and support me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;the twins, the 6 girls, my council people, the KANAs, TG, aaron, wongggggggg&lt;br /&gt;and i really want to thank chris and waiteng for cheering me up!&lt;br /&gt;yes chris, you said it'll be fine cause YOU SAY SO(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! and don't ask me if i have a boyfriend the next time you talk to me okay!&lt;br /&gt;i'll find one someday when the time comes and show you luh.&lt;br /&gt;STAY HAPPY WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND, MUST SHOW ME NEXT TIME EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7787457162902837817?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7787457162902837817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7787457162902837817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7787457162902837817' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3408232078227825567</id><published>2007-08-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:34:38.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what happens when the world decide to fall on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3408232078227825567?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3408232078227825567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3408232078227825567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3408232078227825567' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5355880003854467330</id><published>2007-08-06T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:17.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rrcq41JyY9I/AAAAAAAAASA/zkq4h8lTeCo/s1600-h/05-08-07_1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RrcquVJyY8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/YMEaj2jZXHQ/s1600-h/05-08-07_1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095588478833550274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RrcquVJyY8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/YMEaj2jZXHQ/s200/05-08-07_1109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP. i still can't believe prelims are just three weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVEN'T STARTED REVISING, okay actually i did. but only a little and my prelim results determine what i should do during the first three months.&lt;br /&gt;i've ready got plans. yay and my mom agreed on i&amp;tg-know-what :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is seriously no joke. i need 995 by my side and probably someone to remind me O levels' in 2 months time. TWO OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't do well *CHOY CHOY CHOY TOUCH WOOD TOUCHWOOD AH! * i may have to go overseas as my last option, i'll be like leaving in march next year or something which is so fast. but of course i don't want to go cause i have some more important things to do ( if you noticed, i've been saying this for many many times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-country was held at bishan park this year, a little different from the previous years.&lt;br /&gt;i really underestimated the park. it's darn huge and i had to walk around 30 minutes before finding the assemble place. after that i went to suntec with huiling and yihui and bought DOUGHNUTS! i was super high when i see those funky doughnuts on display. bought half a dozen and i've decided to munch on all these during the long holiday for mugging purposes. you know, we need to reward and motivates ourselves. so i think tg and garrett should get me two dozens :P but their ears will hurt when i complain that i've gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get an A for chinese! that's my only confident subject now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, there's emath and amath test tomorrow, kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5355880003854467330?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5355880003854467330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5355880003854467330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5355880003854467330' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RrcquVJyY8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/YMEaj2jZXHQ/s72-c/05-08-07_1109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-9175633837330474778</id><published>2007-08-02T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:33:51.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's getting crazy lately with all the mock examination and endless tests.&lt;br /&gt;i've been rather slack and this isn't a good sign. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO ON A LONG HOLIDAY, AND JUST RELAX YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;i mean doing stuffs that i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the cool weather overseas and be healthy !!!!&lt;br /&gt;my nose's falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i must be the dumbest girl on earth falling for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你的手放不开，宁愿没出息求我别离开。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AARON ! STAY HAPPY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and not forgetting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my twin&lt;/span&gt; whose birthday was yesterday ! :D I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU TWIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-9175633837330474778?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/9175633837330474778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/9175633837330474778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#9175633837330474778' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5190173866869387700</id><published>2007-07-28T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:18.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rqrr0lJyY2I/AAAAAAAAARI/e0wJNX-N7q0/s1600-h/28-07-07_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092141617254654818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rqrr0lJyY2I/AAAAAAAAARI/e0wJNX-N7q0/s200/28-07-07_1503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rqrr6VJyY3I/AAAAAAAAARQ/xWBFlcuaMwU/s1600-h/28-07-07_1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092141716038902642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rqrr6VJyY3I/AAAAAAAAARQ/xWBFlcuaMwU/s200/28-07-07_1504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsAlJyY4I/AAAAAAAAARY/sdNuHhhOT-0/s1600-h/28-07-07_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092141823413085058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsAlJyY4I/AAAAAAAAARY/sdNuHhhOT-0/s200/28-07-07_1505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsHlJyY5I/AAAAAAAAARg/LXC55OCQklQ/s1600-h/28-07-07_1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092141943672169362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsHlJyY5I/AAAAAAAAARg/LXC55OCQklQ/s200/28-07-07_1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsNlJyY6I/AAAAAAAAARo/MhovUCv83y8/s1600-h/28-07-07_1507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092142046751384482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsNlJyY6I/AAAAAAAAARo/MhovUCv83y8/s200/28-07-07_1507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsWlJyY7I/AAAAAAAAARw/UPbVuTZ1Dg4/s1600-h/28-07-07_1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092142201370207154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqrsWlJyY7I/AAAAAAAAARw/UPbVuTZ1Dg4/s200/28-07-07_1508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there ! the posters i promised the girls i'll post up. thank you very much really !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought seekee should win because she was so good ! plus she had a good tempo and her voice's really sweet. i was impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've a thousand and one tests next week and there are mock "prelims" coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, i better get studying soon. i must really do well in my studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get it done, AND I CAN GO CHASE MY DREAMS (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't believe O levels is like 3 months away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i haven't revise last year's work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to study, real hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED MY MOTIVATION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5190173866869387700?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5190173866869387700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5190173866869387700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5190173866869387700' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rqrr0lJyY2I/AAAAAAAAARI/e0wJNX-N7q0/s72-c/28-07-07_1503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5476363039844771794</id><published>2007-07-27T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:48:34.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one short post before i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY WANT TO THANK THOSE WHO SUPPORTED ME,&lt;br /&gt;ESP HUIHUI, HUILING, AMANDA, WEILING, YIHUI, WEETHENG FOR THE POSTERS AND CHLOE !&lt;br /&gt;there i've stuck it on my wall, i shall take a picture tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to parry who got first, kristine and vivian got 2nd for the group category! and those who didn't win, you did great, really !&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone did very well, esp the solo ones. i think everyone was nervous, but they gave their best.&lt;br /&gt;oh and shunli came back too. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this competition to me, isn't about winning at all.&lt;br /&gt;it's when i see all my friends supporting me, giving me support and being there when i need them, it's enough. even if i didn't win, it's okay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the experiences, the heartbreaks are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;priceless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5476363039844771794?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5476363039844771794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5476363039844771794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5476363039844771794' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4149493182866646660</id><published>2007-07-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:18.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqTDWVJyY1I/AAAAAAAAARA/SYMqk3qnN-4/s1600-h/13-06-07_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090408267238237010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqTDWVJyY1I/AAAAAAAAARA/SYMqk3qnN-4/s200/13-06-07_2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was laughing out loud when my name was annouced.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i laughed as well, i guess that was very unexpected, i went to audition for fun !&lt;br /&gt;finals' this friday which is so soon !&lt;br /&gt;AND ONLY KRISTINE KNOWS WHAT SONG I SANG DURING THE AUDITION(:&lt;br /&gt;you guys may be wondering, it's the song currently playing in my blog, i really like the song.&lt;br /&gt;it brings so much happy memories back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm going to put it in my blog to share the happy memories with you.&lt;br /&gt;i went to collect my blood test results today, and NO ONE BELIEVES I'M O+&lt;br /&gt;man, my mom's A+, my dad and my sis are B+&lt;br /&gt;and ME?!?!?! O+&lt;br /&gt;okay, it was just unexpected i guess. all three of them can receive my blood but i can't receive theirs !&lt;br /&gt;this week's going to be crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4149493182866646660?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4149493182866646660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4149493182866646660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4149493182866646660' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RqTDWVJyY1I/AAAAAAAAARA/SYMqk3qnN-4/s72-c/13-06-07_2355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1640227631317585311</id><published>2007-07-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:20.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp9-c1Tkl8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/urmLEWBVyBw/s1600-h/04-06-07_2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088925137762555842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp9-c1Tkl8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/urmLEWBVyBw/s200/04-06-07_2111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was racial harmony and i came in faezah's kebaya :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks alot fizzieeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my hair, i do. i think i'll never cut it short again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's NAPFA and amath test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's going to be seven tests next week. oh man, we can feel the stress now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm getting really tired lately and i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss council days! i miss the days we crap and slack together, how we work together as a team,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staying back everyday. i'm glad we're still close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have this year's racial harmony photo nor be yourself day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore i'm going to post last year's with all the council people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-ARVTkl9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/bq5AMJIl7Hw/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088927139217315794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-ARVTkl9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/bq5AMJIl7Hw/s200/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-AsVTkl-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/w_ICq8D7ELU/s1600-h/PICTURE+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088927603073783778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-AsVTkl-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/w_ICq8D7ELU/s200/PICTURE+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-A0lTkl_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/JIGHtZQ_AxQ/s1600-h/safwan+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088927744807704562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-A0lTkl_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/JIGHtZQ_AxQ/s200/safwan+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-BRlTkmAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/VJtV--LWCuI/s1600-h/PICTURE+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-BgVTkmBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Q0zqHYtfFX0/s1600-h/Presentation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088928496426981394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-BgVTkmBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Q0zqHYtfFX0/s200/Presentation2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-Bt1TkmCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qcYkLX8u-0Y/s1600-h/council+camp+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088928728355215394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-Bt1TkmCI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qcYkLX8u-0Y/s200/council+camp+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-CrVTkmDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/vd92bcMkeDE/s1600-h/PICTURE+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088929784917170226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp-CrVTkmDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/vd92bcMkeDE/s200/PICTURE+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1640227631317585311?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1640227631317585311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1640227631317585311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1640227631317585311' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rp9-c1Tkl8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/urmLEWBVyBw/s72-c/04-06-07_2111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7422277007062010386</id><published>2007-07-10T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:02:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, no one said chasing dreams is gona be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTIVATION, YES I NEED SOME MOTIVATION.&lt;br /&gt;i need to make my brain work now, it's been on a holiday for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;i have a thousand and one things to do after O levels which i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;be yourself day was quite okay i guess, esp all the photo-taking !&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to get those pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endless muggings.&lt;br /&gt;missed the good old days i had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what's life like after all of us graduate. i may lost contact with some people who are going overseas.&lt;br /&gt;or me, myself may end up overseas too.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my parents believe it's good experience. yeah i agree, i used to desire to go overseas to study, but not now anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i have more important things to complete (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD GO TO BED NOW BEFORE I FALL ASLEEP IN CLASS TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7422277007062010386?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7422277007062010386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7422277007062010386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7422277007062010386' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5723902772143843723</id><published>2007-07-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:20.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RopyzLRnpvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C6eHu2xQ88w/s1600-h/black2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083001352966612722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RopyzLRnpvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C6eHu2xQ88w/s320/black2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS BAD. OH-SO-BAD.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be sleeping you see, and somehow i couldn't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;school's been pretty bad lately. all the orals and extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;my chinese oral was terrible. i had the worse examiners you can ever imagine !&lt;br /&gt;one old man and woman. when the man was asking the question, he was closing his eyes and as if he was telling me a secret or simply whispering as if the rest of the candidates were in the same room.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH i had to asked him twice to repeat the question because i really couldn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;this is bad. i guess i'll have to depend on my listening and paper for an A !&lt;br /&gt;mr ng showed our results today and mine's depressing thanks to an E8 for my biology.&lt;br /&gt;i can never do biology, really.&lt;br /&gt;OH BELINDA CHENG YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO HELP ! if i get a B for my bio, i wouldn't hit 30 !&lt;br /&gt;but that would really be a miricle if get it :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but school's fun with friends i guess. we should treasure all the times we're spending together now.&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA is like this/next week? and i think i'm so going to screw it.&lt;br /&gt;listening is on the 16th. health appointment on the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i should really collect my contact lense now, it should have been collected yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5723902772143843723?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5723902772143843723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5723902772143843723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5723902772143843723' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RopyzLRnpvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C6eHu2xQ88w/s72-c/black2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3297895040567166756</id><published>2007-06-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:20.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RoJ2r7RnpsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sc-pNUnbELc/s1600-h/13-06-07_2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080753826645386946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RoJ2r7RnpsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sc-pNUnbELc/s200/13-06-07_2358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first week of school's quite okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except for the insomnia nights i've been experiencing which's awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm glad to see my friends !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still can't believe chinese O levels starts this week and i'm suppose to have my oral this friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how depressing, what's more my SPA file was one of the "lucky" five to be check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OF ALL, BIOLOGY, MY WORSE SUBJECT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should go buy lottery, who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time really flies, and i mean it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;117 more days to o levels? which is really fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have already started revision for some of the subjects, hopefully we all can do well in O levels. regarding where to go after O levels, i haven't really decided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i hope i can stay in sg and not go overseas for foundation, because it ain't good to go overseas at such a young age, maybe 18 due to all the restrictions and who knows, stern house parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know many of my friends want to work and probably move out. maybe after O levels is the time and it's time to chase my dreams after Os ! counting down, 4 more months !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think i misplaced my five year series for english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss loo is going to chant at me tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i can sleep tonight. GOOD LUCK TO THOSE SENIORS WHO ARE TAKING THEIR CTs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3297895040567166756?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3297895040567166756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3297895040567166756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3297895040567166756' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RoJ2r7RnpsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sc-pNUnbELc/s72-c/13-06-07_2358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7321349028178411841</id><published>2007-06-22T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:21.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rnt1LCbqdZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/earrfXHYNog/s1600-h/29-05-07_2120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078781837282276754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rnt1LCbqdZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/earrfXHYNog/s200/29-05-07_2120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this june holidays' coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;i told myself, it's time to mug really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, this june holidays' really meaningful, to me maybe.&lt;br /&gt;the only regret is that i've been slacking too much and didn't really revise all my schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;well, this is the last time i'm really gona slack so much.&lt;br /&gt;i did plenty of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come what may.&lt;br /&gt;who knows what future brings.&lt;br /&gt;been reading a couple of blogs recently, and found out that we mug because we need to mug and&lt;br /&gt;not exactly for our interests.&lt;br /&gt;many of us work so hard for good results, to get a good job etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the question is, while mugging are you really happy?&lt;br /&gt;many people give up their good jobs for volunteering services, for charity.&lt;br /&gt;because that makes both them and others who are less fortunate happy.&lt;br /&gt;that's what happiness comes about right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess self-reflection is needed badly.&lt;br /&gt;we live for our dreams (:&lt;br /&gt;i realised, i've been deceiving myself in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;for example, i told myself to lose weight and visit the gym for many many weeks !&lt;br /&gt;only until today, i went to the gym and ran for 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, when you say it, make sure you do it.&lt;br /&gt;and when you do it, you feel a sense of accomplishment,&lt;br /&gt;like you're the biggest in the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you realise, you've been deceiving yourself all along but when you make things happen,&lt;br /&gt;you feel so great.&lt;br /&gt;time's passing very fast, when you lose something, you gain something.&lt;br /&gt;this year is going to be tough, so will be the following 3 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;people often wait till they regret, before they learn how to treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;regret is like kite-flying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you hold on to the strings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you get to engross and forget the surroundings, you grab on to the strings even harder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when it break, the kite has already flown away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you cry, when you wished it never happened, it's already too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rnt01CbqdYI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jgFVNzTscFE/s1600-h/29-05-07_2118.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rnt0aibqdWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-NN0kblvFWI/s1600-h/smirks.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7321349028178411841?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7321349028178411841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7321349028178411841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7321349028178411841' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rnt1LCbqdZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/earrfXHYNog/s72-c/29-05-07_2120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1911703090348469158</id><published>2007-06-16T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:00:32.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blood test was awful, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my arm looked as if it has been bitten by some animal or something.&lt;br /&gt;well, not that bad, i'm just merely exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, it's raining now ):&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE IT DOESN'T RAIN LATER !&lt;br /&gt;please, we're having bbq.&lt;br /&gt;sunny weather after 3pm please !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start &lt;strong&gt;losing weight&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;start mugging&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;dare to dream big&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1911703090348469158?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1911703090348469158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1911703090348469158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1911703090348469158' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3232110313270169451</id><published>2007-06-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:42:40.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO, i went for the school's dental appointment&lt;br /&gt;and i happen to meet miss chan on my way out and we went to orchard together :D&lt;br /&gt;she was meeting her friends and i was going for my own ortho. dental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really nice chat with her, AND SHE MADE ME FEEL SO GOOD WITH THE NEW HAIRCUT.&lt;br /&gt;yay ! i kinda feel enlightened after talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;i guess she did made me feel alot better seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i think her fiance's so lucky to have her please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, my hair doesn't seem that bad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i won't cut it for a long time and yes i hope my hair would grow in time for prom ( if there's any)&lt;br /&gt;1 week of holidays left, i guess this holidays isn't much wasted anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i get to fulfill quite a number of TO-DOs in my list.&lt;br /&gt;summary's half done and i'm left with bio essays and 2 1/2 amath paper.&lt;br /&gt;save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY FOR BEING M.I.A SO LONG DRA,JO AND TINA!&lt;br /&gt;have been busy for the couple of days ! yes, i do miss the times we laughed REALLY loud at jo's comment. (remember that particular incident?) it was so funny ! and the tutor just stared at us and kept asking us to go forward on to the whiteboard to answer the questions practically because we were talking and giggling, passing our handphones around.  but we still managed to solve it anyway ! yay us(: those were the happy times ! I STILL KEEP THOSE NOTES !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3232110313270169451?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3232110313270169451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3232110313270169451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3232110313270169451' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6900150973057612477</id><published>2007-06-11T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:21.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rm1YsybqdUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/t-AaG5xYrsc/s1600-h/11-06-07_2200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074809881591706946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rm1YsybqdUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/t-AaG5xYrsc/s320/11-06-07_2200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LONG AWAITED SHORT HAIR PICTURE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6900150973057612477?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6900150973057612477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6900150973057612477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6900150973057612477' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rm1YsybqdUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/t-AaG5xYrsc/s72-c/11-06-07_2200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1918948009274492094</id><published>2007-06-10T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:21.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rmv3iCbqdTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pNTk1j-zbDk/s1600-h/07-06-07_1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074421569303508274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rmv3iCbqdTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pNTk1j-zbDk/s200/07-06-07_1220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN, my BEAUTIFUL BROWN/MATURE/LADY-LIKE/NICE HAIR IS GONE&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i think cutting short hair may be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;1. my head feels so light now.&lt;br /&gt;2. i may grow taller :D&lt;br /&gt;3. i've been experiencing headaches recently, probably due to my balding parting?&lt;br /&gt;4. now my parting has changed, THERE ISN'T ANY OBVIOUS BALDING PATCHES ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think it looks a little better if i stare at the mirror for 1minute,&lt;br /&gt;after 1 minute i'll burst out screaming.&lt;br /&gt;judge for yourselves when you see me !&lt;br /&gt;i don't even dare to camwhore now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, LEE SHU XIA, PROMISE NOT TO CUT MY HAIR OR DO ANYTHING ELSE TO IT UNTIL GRADUATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, and weewee told me they bought me a shirt from new zeland ! and if i wear it the whole world will know me or something !&lt;br /&gt;how thrilling ! haha THANK YOU GUYS &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;THOSE WHO ARE GOING FOR THE SCA GATHERING, KINDLY INFORM YOUR RESPECTIVES HEADS OR MESSAGE GLENDA AND ME.&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU VERY MUCH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i think i can kiss my colourful rubberbands goodbye and say hello to funky hairbands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1918948009274492094?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1918948009274492094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1918948009274492094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1918948009274492094' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rmv3iCbqdTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pNTk1j-zbDk/s72-c/07-06-07_1220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5720276269355047120</id><published>2007-06-10T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:21.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmrUZibqdSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TGsuzZdJ4gU/s1600-h/07-06-07_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074101465390937378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmrUZibqdSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TGsuzZdJ4gU/s200/07-06-07_1329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmrTAibqdRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dY5cm1AlfCg/s1600-h/07-06-07_1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i woke up at 915 due to tg's faithful morning sms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mind was still drifting and before i knew it, i went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was then, GLENDA'S sms came and woke me up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i had to go for our first SCA meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met glenda at the interchange and i floated to the CC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting was quite good though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and somehow i think i got a new nickname, "shushu" or "xiuxiu"(tg's way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or whatever, i'm not clear either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DID NOT LAUGH AT TG !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is a extremly good news you see, or else i think i'll embarass myself there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S tg it's not claimed mature. I'M 16 ALREADY. a mature lady :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shopping with my mom at orchard was fruitful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THE GREAT NEWS IS, I VISITED ______________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so glad ! well, i'm so going to do well for Os and hopefully i can stay in sg and excel in _________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUR SCA WEBSITE IS LAUNCHED !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://studentcouncilalumni.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://studentcouncilalumni.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://studentcouncilalumini.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please visit !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND TO DEAREST SCA MEMBERS YOU'RE INVITED TO MY HOUSE ON THE 16TH FOR A SCA GATHERING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OLEANDER TOWERS AT 5PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE SEE THE WEBSITE FOR MORE DETAILS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5720276269355047120?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5720276269355047120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5720276269355047120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5720276269355047120' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmrUZibqdSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TGsuzZdJ4gU/s72-c/07-06-07_1329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4388366783850275014</id><published>2007-06-08T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:22.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmlrLibqdQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/p07i9MszvYc/s1600-h/08-06-07_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073704301175141634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmlrLibqdQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/p07i9MszvYc/s200/08-06-07_1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late for chemistry cause my alarm didn't ring.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe that's fated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/strong&gt;, i was quite surprised at the number of people who went for biology lessons.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i went to school ! though i told huiling i wont be going&lt;br /&gt;still, and i went to meet chrysan and MY QUEEN!&lt;br /&gt;my queen's still the best luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch with chrysan !&lt;br /&gt;what a good talk we had, like after so long you know. those days are badly missed.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to study but ended up me doing 2 math questions and trying to solve chrysan's questions and camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;those people were giving us the wth look. but we were happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope i wake up in time for the SCA meeting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning call anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4388366783850275014?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4388366783850275014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4388366783850275014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4388366783850275014' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmlrLibqdQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/p07i9MszvYc/s72-c/08-06-07_1621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8082434877663711704</id><published>2007-06-07T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:22.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeL3ybqdPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ktP5vRmk3TA/s1600-h/07-06-07_1227.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLeibqdMI/AAAAAAAAANw/VrkAI3APao0/s1600-h/07-06-07_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073176862011323586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLeibqdMI/AAAAAAAAANw/VrkAI3APao0/s200/07-06-07_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLsCbqdOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VFXjSUvVGy4/s1600-h/07-06-07_1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073177093939557602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLsCbqdOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/VFXjSUvVGy4/s200/07-06-07_1225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLkSbqdNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pud48-XD_DM/s1600-h/07-06-07_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073176960795571410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLkSbqdNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pud48-XD_DM/s200/07-06-07_1224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LONG HAIR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or long hair no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skipped school today !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i had great company with HUIHUI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luckily she was there with me, or else i have no idea how am i going to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i really need to lose weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my face's getting rounder and rounder each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO OVERSEAS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or just get out of here probably and do the things i want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes and mugging time with wong next week will probably force myself to study and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i promised to visit _____ sometime next week probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what's the point when i dont even have some support from my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLYCbqdLI/AAAAAAAAANo/qcmL-FbbFtw/s1600-h/07-06-07_1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8082434877663711704?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8082434877663711704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8082434877663711704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8082434877663711704' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmeLeibqdMI/AAAAAAAAANw/VrkAI3APao0/s72-c/07-06-07_1223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2333635251757874707</id><published>2007-06-05T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:22.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmV5mybqdII/AAAAAAAAANQ/aK3UhDYB02k/s1600-h/04-06-07_2218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072594262582523010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmV5mybqdII/AAAAAAAAANQ/aK3UhDYB02k/s200/04-06-07_2218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was late for emath lessons cause i missed the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i wasn't the latest :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luckily huihui and weiling was there !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were practically having picnic or something during the whole lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess class would be darn boring without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOLA! i need to get a haircut soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, i think my holidays are really boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that explains the boring post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need something to spice up my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2333635251757874707?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2333635251757874707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2333635251757874707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2333635251757874707' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmV5mybqdII/AAAAAAAAANQ/aK3UhDYB02k/s72-c/04-06-07_2218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8332164766286884289</id><published>2007-06-04T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:23.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmLqAGoqIMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Lnn8PgT5sf8/s1600-h/JUMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071873417874645186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmLqAGoqIMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Lnn8PgT5sf8/s200/JUMP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, a new skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't really like the previous one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, math tomorrow is going to be boring :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the four girls are off to new zeland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and math's like 5 WHOLE hours tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this holidays better be fruitful, i thought i had left only 2 weeks of holiday until &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom told me it's 3 weeks !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nearly completed all my homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now it's time for revision, i'm waiting for my mighty tutors to mug with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO-DO LIST FOR THIS HOLIDAYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.more mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.mug mug mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. mug mug mug mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.mug mug mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.just mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.do some serious shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.get a haircut (urgent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.go to airport with the other 3 girls :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. visit _______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. slack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8332164766286884289?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8332164766286884289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8332164766286884289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8332164766286884289' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RmLqAGoqIMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Lnn8PgT5sf8/s72-c/JUMP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4721681644283839193</id><published>2007-06-01T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:56:57.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAFE TRIP TO ALL THOSE WHO ARE GOING NEW ZELAND TOMORROW !&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4721681644283839193?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4721681644283839193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4721681644283839193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4721681644283839193' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6566829847965127918</id><published>2007-05-26T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RlezwIGIDNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/of1BQ2kzBNY/s1600-h/25-05-07_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068717545017052370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RlezwIGIDNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/of1BQ2kzBNY/s320/25-05-07_1949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember my senior telling me, "shuxia, sweet 16 ain't sweet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think i had a taste of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but A MILLION THANKS TO THOSE WHO WISHED ME :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and aaron! FOR THE BELOVED TANK CD.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not forgetting BESTFRIEND ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so old suddenly. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i nearly died last night ON MY BIRTHDAY, when there wasn't any internet !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my phoneline got cut off due to the lightning i think, it got short circuit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I ONLY GET TO GO ONLINE TODAY AT 1130PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awwwwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6566829847965127918?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6566829847965127918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6566829847965127918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6566829847965127918' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RlezwIGIDNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/of1BQ2kzBNY/s72-c/25-05-07_1949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5669000406052469966</id><published>2007-05-24T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:23.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RlWW64GIDMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/e_j0a7YFrkQ/s1600-h/ROAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068122893910019266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RlWW64GIDMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/e_j0a7YFrkQ/s320/ROAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't been blogging lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so i've screwed up my midyears and school's boring recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, i should have skipped lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised we're living in a really small world when i happened to see two people that i haven't seen or spoken for a really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's sweet 16/REGIONAL XIAOMEIMEI DAY (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I CAN FINALLY WATCH NC 16 MOVIES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO MORE SMALL KID :D which is a really good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GSS happens to fall on my birthday, which means if i can i'm going for a shopping spree tomorrow ! HOPEFULLY, i'll manage to get the greatest deals i can get during this sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been resisting the temptation for a really long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DSA registeration starts this week. should i apply?&lt;br /&gt;MY RETAINERS HURT and i can't believe im doing chinese examination papers now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5669000406052469966?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5669000406052469966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5669000406052469966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5669000406052469966' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RlWW64GIDMI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/e_j0a7YFrkQ/s72-c/ROAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5989902178437509068</id><published>2007-05-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:12:57.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god gave me an answer that i've been asking for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;this time, i know what i should do next.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to give up in whatever i do now, therefore.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5989902178437509068?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5989902178437509068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5989902178437509068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5989902178437509068' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7054733993131286781</id><published>2007-05-13T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:41:46.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think there's something wrong with my blogger seriously.&lt;br /&gt;okay so time check : what have i done for the past few weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day dreaming while studying&lt;br /&gt;-didn't plug in extra hard disk into my brain&lt;br /&gt;-resulted in loss of memory during exam&lt;br /&gt;which eventually leads to, screwing up for mid years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now what. luckily this isn't o levels or else i'll seriously just jump off the building. oh no wait, i still have my dreams to chase. well, i guess i'll have to face up to reality seeing my results like that. i haven't really spoken much these few days at home and my mom was kinda worried. since today's mothers day, i decided to just put off everything and be nice. so as i was mentioning some stuffs she told me about SELF-CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;yes wow. she expects me to study everyday during the june holidays so i could catch up which whatever stuffs i have. well, i rather i do that cause the consequences of my midyear results is really depressing and i promise i'll study damn hard during the june holidays, i think i need an appointment with the mighty tutors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one good news to tg and belinda, I MIGHT PASS BIOLOGY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;isn't that a wonderful news?! okay if i really dont screw up my written paper and MCQ. if i really do get a f9 for bio, both of them can go bang the wall. esp tg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i didn't do well for this midyears, SO WHAT. this isn't O levels and i wont screw up like i did for this examination. prelims and o levels ! i'll try to ace everything.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7054733993131286781?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7054733993131286781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7054733993131286781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7054733993131286781' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6707156719397719738</id><published>2007-05-11T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:19:40.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if there's two words that can describe how i've done for midyears, it is........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAME OVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6707156719397719738?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6707156719397719738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6707156719397719738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6707156719397719738' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4760811660081148279</id><published>2007-05-07T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:23.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALL HAIL MUGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8CEA5CHRI/AAAAAAAAALk/oo61ezxKJ3g/s1600-h/07-05-07_1743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061766774169672978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8CEA5CHRI/AAAAAAAAALk/oo61ezxKJ3g/s200/07-05-07_1743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mug to live or live to mug?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if that is, i went to MUG with garrett and tg (mighty tutors :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmm. and tg and garrett have a good chat on mugging and the i-don't-know-what maths stuffs and their "ZAI" calculator that tg wrote tank heart shuxia. thanks tg! but it's still depressing.. it's the second time ! i can't believe it. really 有缘无份。 yes waiteng and welcome to the cruel world of mugging-to-survive. i think i totally screwed up my chem paper. man, and both of them were saying if i got 6A1s it will neutralise my f9. imagine, " WOAH 6A1s seh ! f9, nevermind LAH." and im so gona get A1s for my language. another sakae treat from wongggg if i get it. &lt;div&gt;and tg yes you'll be my godbrother(ahpek) ! haha NJC leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8C8A5CHSI/AAAAAAAAALs/sPSkhFTA2Fs/s1600-h/07-05-07_1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061767736242347298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8C8A5CHSI/AAAAAAAAALs/sPSkhFTA2Fs/s200/07-05-07_1747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tg LOVES my ipod ! hahaha, he was commenting how nice the songs were. heh ! my NANO and his NANO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8DBg5CHTI/AAAAAAAAAL0/nt5TALoKwVE/s1600-h/07-05-07_1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061767830731627826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8DBg5CHTI/AAAAAAAAAL0/nt5TALoKwVE/s200/07-05-07_1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes and the chao ah beng that made tg and i burst out laughing ! hahahahaha. awww, he's just shy in the picture (like real ! ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay anyway a thousand thanks to garrett and teohguan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my life's so miserable. i want to runaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4760811660081148279?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4760811660081148279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4760811660081148279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4760811660081148279' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rj8CEA5CHRI/AAAAAAAAALk/oo61ezxKJ3g/s72-c/07-05-07_1743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8759453736455763656</id><published>2007-05-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:22:41.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T.T i can't believe midyears' like NEXT WEEK? and i've got so little time to prepare for all those papers ! it's 24/7 mugging everyday. sometimes i wonder, do we all people live to mug? in the past, time was never a problem. seems like now, time's a huge problem. there's always not enough time to do these and that. Therefore, it's important that we treasure each moments of our lives. yes, and chasing your dreams is important here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WTHHHH, I'M SO DEVASTATED. why why why do fate have to play such a game on us?&lt;br /&gt;你和我之间，隔这一条界线不曾有改变。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8759453736455763656?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8759453736455763656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8759453736455763656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8759453736455763656' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3007979987388629862</id><published>2007-05-04T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:21:05.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mIV6fFYLJ9Y" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3007979987388629862?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3007979987388629862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3007979987388629862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3007979987388629862' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2276329123165083027</id><published>2007-05-03T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAH. STUDYING SEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9Nw5CHLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JB_7pS66GI4/s1600-h/03-05-07_2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060354069231705266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9Nw5CHLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JB_7pS66GI4/s200/03-05-07_2139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's take a closer look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9bg5CHMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hn7HhfV9-RU/s1600-h/03-05-07_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060354305454906562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9bg5CHMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/hn7HhfV9-RU/s200/03-05-07_2142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9rQ5CHNI/AAAAAAAAALE/Vvb-HRp5w40/s1600-h/03-05-07_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060354576037846226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9rQ5CHNI/AAAAAAAAALE/Vvb-HRp5w40/s200/03-05-07_2143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHATT.. never see people study until too engrossed ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn-LA5CHPI/AAAAAAAAALU/k6S7J8-VPlI/s1600-h/03-05-07_2145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060355121498692850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn-LA5CHPI/AAAAAAAAALU/k6S7J8-VPlI/s200/03-05-07_2145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the angel points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn97w5CHOI/AAAAAAAAALM/2eH504DMs60/s1600-h/03-05-07_2144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060354859505687778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn97w5CHOI/AAAAAAAAALM/2eH504DMs60/s200/03-05-07_2144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one hour later.. "ZZZZZZZZZZZ...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA okay enough of crap. but i really studied. it was until weewee who messaged me and told me tank was on radio ! that was when i really jumped out of my studying chair and just listen to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i don't think many of my friends know the real reason of me liking tank so much. and i think only i can know that reason very well. imagine being brokenhearted when the world just crashed so suddenly on you, and there's this tune singing, telling you everything's gona be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all of a sudden, you stand up and started walking again. i'm not really good at explaning this, but still.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RjoBUw5CHQI/AAAAAAAAALc/CUvBxQy_820/s1600-h/16-04-07_2152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060358587537300738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RjoBUw5CHQI/AAAAAAAAALc/CUvBxQy_820/s200/16-04-07_2152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M A HAPPY GIRL (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think this is going to be the second time i'm missing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2276329123165083027?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2276329123165083027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2276329123165083027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2276329123165083027' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rjn9Nw5CHLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JB_7pS66GI4/s72-c/03-05-07_2139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4335922775859698324</id><published>2007-04-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:45:04.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JONETTE'S TO-DO LIST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. start getting some super good glue so that i can get my ass stucked to get to studying.&lt;br /&gt;2. learn to love school more and more.&lt;br /&gt;3. swim 20 laps and run for half an hour at gym.&lt;br /&gt;4. go to the library and borrow LOTS of books.&lt;br /&gt;5. start wearing my retainers for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;6. get to revision for O levels&lt;br /&gt;7. TRY NOT TO EAT SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;8. NOT TO GET SICK FOR 3 WHOLE MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;9. try to protect my eyes so that it will not crack when i meet melvin or glenda :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10. make belinda admit that she's "nice."&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. PASS MY BIOLOGY.&lt;br /&gt;12. improve my results.&lt;br /&gt;13.GO ON A SHOPPING SPREE WITH REBECCA AND MELISSA.&lt;br /&gt;14.go out and have a nice date with waiteng.&lt;br /&gt;15.TRAIN MYSELF FOR THE MAHJONG SHOWDOWN AT THE END OF THE YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;16.try to inspire tg.&lt;br /&gt;17.clear some space from my brain so that i can stuff some more information inside.&lt;br /&gt;18. TAKE NEOPRINT WITH SHIXUAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;19.love tank more :D&lt;br /&gt;20.SLEEP MORE.&lt;br /&gt;21.WATCH HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;22.catch up with aaron(:&lt;br /&gt;23.GET THE DAMN HAIRCUT ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;24.BE MORE GLAM THAN GLENDA AND BELINDA.&lt;br /&gt;25. GET INTO THE PERFECT JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4335922775859698324?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4335922775859698324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4335922775859698324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4335922775859698324' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7523789220020506176</id><published>2007-04-26T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:25.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RjC8tA5CHKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/m3LZ2YuGR44/s1600-h/idris+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057749863056415906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RjC8tA5CHKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/m3LZ2YuGR44/s200/idris+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SAVE ME. IT'S THE MID YEAR EXAMINATIONS TOMORROW! &lt;div&gt;and chinese o levels around the corner, which means intensive chinese lessons everyday :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think idris look like some barbie doll in the picture and i look darn yellow. i do not know why either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck waiteng ! i don't know if you'll ever read this but bestfriend, you can make it into dsa. i have confidence in you dear and who knows ! we'll study beside each other one day :D i'll be looking forward to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THOSE WHO ARE OVERSEAS ! DO COME BACK SOON !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i better get good results for this mid years or else i'll be in deep shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s i'm nice and belinda's "NICER".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7523789220020506176?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7523789220020506176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7523789220020506176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7523789220020506176' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RjC8tA5CHKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/m3LZ2YuGR44/s72-c/idris+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4951168184155180428</id><published>2007-04-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:25.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RizP0JRz3CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/NVZM4oLhJ_0/s1600-h/31-03-07_2359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056644976380992546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RizP0JRz3CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/NVZM4oLhJ_0/s200/31-03-07_2359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pain i'm feeling now on my teeth due to the retainers, is nothing compared to other types of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet i'm here complaining away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realised how lucky i am here in sg, not lacking of anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a beautiful day, i realised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe sometimes, we should actually stop and count our blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SHALL GO STUDY NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4951168184155180428?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4951168184155180428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4951168184155180428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4951168184155180428' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RizP0JRz3CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/NVZM4oLhJ_0/s72-c/31-03-07_2359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-26205167269863651</id><published>2007-04-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:35:28.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;phantom of the opera = LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind watching it again man !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe midyears' this friday. i've started revising already, i hope i'll get good results.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona collecting my retainers tomorrow, which means 3 months of intensive wearing before my next appointment.&lt;br /&gt;3 more days till FREEDOM.&lt;br /&gt;i'll survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-26205167269863651?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/26205167269863651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/26205167269863651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#26205167269863651' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1098536544702529598</id><published>2007-04-18T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:26.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiYQ0wJwbFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2SL0Lcxm9jI/s1600-h/18-04-07_2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054746130235026514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiYQ0wJwbFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2SL0Lcxm9jI/s200/18-04-07_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFTER 123456789YEARS.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M FINALLY BRACESLESS !!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the taking out part's like SO PAINFUL. i wanted to die so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look weird, BUT I HOPE I DO LOOK BETTER NOW, with straighter teeth !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor amanda! i'll still be your twin no worries. i feel like i have some kind of megawatt smile now, like my teeth's finally out of jail. a big thank you to all my friends who have given me moral support for the last few months. i feel so good now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SHALL SMILE MORE AND BLIND TG&amp;amp;ZW WITH MY MEGAWATT SMILE. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1098536544702529598?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1098536544702529598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1098536544702529598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1098536544702529598' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiYQ0wJwbFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2SL0Lcxm9jI/s72-c/18-04-07_2033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2479108384901814263</id><published>2007-04-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:26.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiOZdV3Uh2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jXHvYdwir7A/s1600-h/16-04-07_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054051936204261218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiOZdV3Uh2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jXHvYdwir7A/s200/16-04-07_2127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;could someone be nice and tell me i'll survive all my upcoming examinations and dance trainings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS BAD. where's my motivation !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want my braces to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REMOVED, like SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2479108384901814263?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2479108384901814263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2479108384901814263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2479108384901814263' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiOZdV3Uh2I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jXHvYdwir7A/s72-c/16-04-07_2127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3016632370587995176</id><published>2007-04-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:27.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was annual awards and here i am !&lt;br /&gt;i was darn nervous when i had to pin the corsage for the guests. the first few attempts was terribly horrible. but thanks to weekeat and arnold whom i've experiment on, i finally pinned straight for the guests ! but it was so embarassing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD4cF3UhtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oBNCVg4mq9Q/s1600-h/annualawards+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053311943403931346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD4cF3UhtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oBNCVg4mq9Q/s320/annualawards+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT OF THE YEAR ! CHUA TEOH GUAN. look at his cert man. i'm so jealous. tg ! i'll be your junior next year luh ! and his speech was well written, just like one teacher said, from the bottom of his heart. (p.s tg you better thank me cause i screamed my lungs out ytd ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD48l3UhuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/uMEmOMbSeEw/s1600-h/annualawards+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053312501749679842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD48l3UhuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/uMEmOMbSeEw/s320/annualawards+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stage setting this year's pretty pretty ! with all the cool balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD5SV3UhvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/C8GOMd8J_gU/s1600-h/annualawards+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053312875411834610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD5SV3UhvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/C8GOMd8J_gU/s320/annualawards+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our group photo with our beloved ex principal, MRS GOH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD5nl3UhwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TZleSKbXUco/s1600-h/annualawards+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053313240484054786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD5nl3UhwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TZleSKbXUco/s320/annualawards+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved KANAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD6eV3UhzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lai_NmORwvM/s1600-h/annualawards+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053314181081892658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD6eV3UhzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lai_NmORwvM/s320/annualawards+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANA ANT and i on the way to meet that KANAPINK which i've spent alot of saliva on trying to pursuade her to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD55V3UhxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1ZRAMaplb44/s1600-h/annualawards+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053313545426732818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD55V3UhxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1ZRAMaplb44/s320/annualawards+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUMBS DOWN TO MELVIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD6JV3UhyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UPH2sp6GuWo/s1600-h/annualawards+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053313820304639778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD6JV3UhyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/UPH2sp6GuWo/s320/annualawards+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo as we were the last ones to be in the bus. common peeps, it's friday the 13th !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD7SV3Uh1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/Q2AKUMiJpqQ/s1600-h/pointatbean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053315074435090258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD7SV3Uh1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/Q2AKUMiJpqQ/s320/pointatbean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD6313Uh0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/2OuQl7VGJ6Q/s1600-h/annualawards+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053314619168556866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD6313Uh0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/2OuQl7VGJ6Q/s320/annualawards+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was bad. and i shall not blog too much about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3016632370587995176?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3016632370587995176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3016632370587995176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3016632370587995176' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RiD4cF3UhtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oBNCVg4mq9Q/s72-c/annualawards+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2848615344492944212</id><published>2007-04-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:27.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rh5XCV3UhqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V2prrY7-1XA/s1600-h/Night329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052571529696806562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rh5XCV3UhqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V2prrY7-1XA/s200/Night329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i thought this picture's pretty cool :D&lt;br /&gt;and that STUPID BELINDA CHENG IS DARN EVIL. hmmmphhh i shall butcher her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rh5WeV3UhpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pJA_KufhzGA/s1600-h/Night095.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2848615344492944212?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2848615344492944212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2848615344492944212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2848615344492944212' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rh5XCV3UhqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V2prrY7-1XA/s72-c/Night329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2643547313185455861</id><published>2007-04-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:42:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so sinful switching on the aircon, happily indulging when there are so many reports on global warming recently. the weather in sg now is so unpredictable and mad. one moment there's rain and the next moment it's darn hot and all of us will be sweating like mad.&lt;br /&gt;man what has mother earth become. during geog lesson today, miss chan was mentioning about how much heat the CFCs can trap and i was super amazed. i mean i never knew greenhouse gases could trap that much heat ! that explains the recent weather. one or two degrees definately matter!&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand. tomorrow'll be our first assembly without all those duties after step down. and i'm rather sad about it. but what can we do ! i was so excited when i saw glenda and chrysan this morning during the CCA leaders meeting ! school's definately weird without council. and i miss those days when we councillors sit at the back and gather together. those were the days. ayeeeeee, i miss all my excos and sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;and without the KANAs i feel weird too. like how glenda and i used to tease belinda everytime we see her and she would give us &lt;em&gt;that look&lt;/em&gt; :P i realise how much i dread school now and that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;exams are just in three weeks and what am i doing everyday. dance practices are practically screwing up my schedule for studying and we hardly get any rest. i better start revising this weekend, i need to do well. i can't wait for piano lessons to end every monday. it's killing me, i don't have enough time to practice and i'm only torturing myself each lessons with all the scoldings from her. but it's a pity that i've to stop at 6 ): i really want to do a 8 ! well, probably after Os. i already have one whole list of what lessons to take up after Os and i'm really excited about it ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been missing someone lately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2643547313185455861?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2643547313185455861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2643547313185455861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2643547313185455861' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-126177746818777557</id><published>2007-04-04T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:28.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO_vVKxMlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fbAz_epKzL4/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049590427069526610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO_vVKxMlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fbAz_epKzL4/s320/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO9iVKxMjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vW_vdWdLjI0/s1600-h/investiture07+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049588004707971634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO9iVKxMjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vW_vdWdLjI0/s320/investiture07+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO-rlKxMkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0uF27blC3E8/s1600-h/DSC02761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049589263133389378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO-rlKxMkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0uF27blC3E8/s320/DSC02761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhPAJVKxMmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DEgSP_gnndk/s1600-h/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049590873746125410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhPAJVKxMmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DEgSP_gnndk/s320/DSC02758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was filled with tears of joy and sadness. esp between the excos. we've come so far, so close, so bonded. the graduating councillors will be missed many. the video's touching and how i wished we never have to step down. but people come, people go. it's time for the new batch to lead. all the best to the 5th student council. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you for flying with us, the 4th student council.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                          with plenty of love, the mighty 14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-126177746818777557?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/126177746818777557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/126177746818777557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#126177746818777557' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhO_vVKxMlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fbAz_epKzL4/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3968778278001660531</id><published>2007-04-02T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:29.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhEJsaxkr_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FkA5OdZynk8/s1600-h/council+camp+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048827315965177842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhEJsaxkr_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FkA5OdZynk8/s320/council+camp+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're the best i ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you guys &lt;strong&gt;damn much&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;un-describe-able.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3968778278001660531?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3968778278001660531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3968778278001660531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3968778278001660531' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RhEJsaxkr_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FkA5OdZynk8/s72-c/council+camp+06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4444932231017650945</id><published>2007-03-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:25:37.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FONETTEFEETHEMODERNDANCERLOVELYSMARTYSHORTSKIRTSUP&lt;br /&gt;ERHIGHTANKSONGLOVER.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;tg! it's longer than yours :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so busy with all the tests and homework that i barely have time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;time flies and today marks the 4th student council one year anniversary ! i remember how happy and sad i was this day. well, but come to think of it, everything's worth it yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i have around 8 more months till i graduate from beatty and around a month's time till midyear exams :S in term 3 we'll be flooded with all the past year papers, oral examinations and practicals. doing last minute revisions of all the sec 3 work and stuffs. what a killer.&lt;br /&gt;still, i have to beat garrett wong's six distinctions. i hope i survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他，&lt;br /&gt;喜欢的镜子破了，只要可以拼回去，他都不见意曾经破了的事实，觉得镜子很完美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她，&lt;br /&gt;不知道镜子破了，是否应该去在接受，还是丢弃。 但一直忘不了那曾经最爱的镜子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，&lt;br /&gt;一旦镜子破了，就无法再拼回去从前了。。只有接受它已经破了的事实在寻找下一个镜子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾以为你是全世界，但那已经好遥远。&lt;br /&gt;我们都没错，只是不适合。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4444932231017650945?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4444932231017650945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4444932231017650945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4444932231017650945' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6226778200907956516</id><published>2007-03-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:29.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RgaKjEpFzQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9JCO3i6jDf0/s1600-h/14-03-07_1510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045872767661362434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RgaKjEpFzQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9JCO3i6jDf0/s320/14-03-07_1510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can be better than this -----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mind-free of disturbing and irritating thoughts of more tomorrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to my mom's office today and it was hell cool. but sadly, i do not hold a passion for biology.. how wasted. i totally loved the lab equipment and i helped my mom with one of the machines that she was using for some experiment on a certain brand of coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so proud of myself cause i've managed to finish my homework schedule on time so i wouldn't be rushing like mad today and i've got plenty of time to slack around and daydream. one more week till i step down from council, i'm gona miss all my happy moments with the rest of my 13 excos and those sec 4 councillors ! i've definately enjoyed my 1 year of being exco though there were ups and downs. ahh, but still it's priceless you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;three tests this week. i hope i survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6226778200907956516?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6226778200907956516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6226778200907956516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6226778200907956516' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RgaKjEpFzQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/9JCO3i6jDf0/s72-c/14-03-07_1510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-218527813580579821</id><published>2007-03-20T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:29.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rf_6NkpFzMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8x_ERGKHE_o/s1600-h/PB070185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044025218759511234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rf_6NkpFzMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8x_ERGKHE_o/s200/PB070185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this week is probably the best week in my entire upper sec year. okay lets see. dance's cancelled for THE WHOLE WEEK. there's no PE and i get to go home early :D got our JAE booklets today and i was frowning over the types of JC i could enter with my current results. how depressing. but it's not the final O level results anyway. maybe i should really consider going to perth. it would be a good experience, different kind of environment in sg i guess.  my cousin was commenting the other time that it was super relaxing in australia but australia or perth is not my kind of environment. i mean the shops are so depressing to close so early and it's boring at night ! i want to go to the states and chris told me during a casual chat a long time ago that he's going to the states for uni. and speaking of that, there's a seminar coming up to study in america. i'll probably bring my parents along. enough about that, i better buck up now before it's too late !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-218527813580579821?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/218527813580579821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/218527813580579821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#218527813580579821' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rf_6NkpFzMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8x_ERGKHE_o/s72-c/PB070185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7163924560197363580</id><published>2007-03-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:28:04.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn. i don't know what did i ate wrongly yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly spent my night in the toliet luh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7163924560197363580?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7163924560197363580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7163924560197363580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7163924560197363580' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8919637554202767426</id><published>2007-03-18T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:48:12.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's full of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;if i had told you earlier, or i had took the chance&lt;br /&gt;would things be different?&lt;br /&gt;if i could turn back time, would i make my studies right this time?&lt;br /&gt;missed all the chances that came to me.&lt;br /&gt;if i could run now, to somewhere far away.&lt;br /&gt;like some place with pretty clouds and green grass.&lt;br /&gt;or a world with no more night.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, things would be different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8919637554202767426?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8919637554202767426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8919637554202767426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8919637554202767426' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-7896119278331556745</id><published>2007-03-14T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:30.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgOeoOjsyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JLdE0xZBQME/s1600-h/13-03-07_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041795702198612770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgOeoOjsyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JLdE0xZBQME/s200/13-03-07_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALRIGHT. back for the 2nd wedding. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my nose was so screwed that i have to keep going to the ladies. awwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay wayyyyy back to sat the day i left for hk. went to my cousin's house for tea ceremony. and i had to eat my breakfast there, which i got really hungry later on plane. i first spotted the bridal car when it's coming. AND MY UNCLE WAS LIKE. HOR HOR SHUXIA ! NEXT TIME IS YOU ALREADY. -.- for the two weddings i've attended. my relatives were like, shuxia ! you must see, cause you'll have to learn ! only a few years more. save me please. i didn't even have the mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgOeoOjsyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JLdE0xZBQME/s1600-h/13-03-07_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgNUYOjsxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1eo5u-b9bqo/s1600-h/13-03-07_2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041794426593325842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgNUYOjsxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1eo5u-b9bqo/s200/13-03-07_2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgM5YOjswI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZlFN4cYZZwY/s1600-h/10-03-07_1155.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly, the dinner was lousy. the services was bad. what's the point when you have such nice background yet the service and&lt;br /&gt;food were like ewww? i mean the waiter didn't even bother to top up our drinks or something. and the noodles touched his hand luh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor hygiene. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgPSIOjszI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JwgExp1kyB4/s1600-h/13-03-07_2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041796586961875762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgPSIOjszI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JwgExp1kyB4/s200/13-03-07_2022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loved the effect though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgQQoOjs0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dq40Rzrq9Sc/s1600-h/13-03-07_1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041797660703699778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgQQoOjs0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dq40Rzrq9Sc/s200/13-03-07_1849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041798073020560210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgQooOjs1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/eo6aOKhQowQ/s200/13-03-07_2255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YAY ! FORMAL DRESS. and what's so surprising huh garrett wong. i should have saved the dress for another upcoming wedding ! darnnnnnnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-7896119278331556745?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7896119278331556745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/7896119278331556745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7896119278331556745' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfgOeoOjsyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JLdE0xZBQME/s72-c/13-03-07_2021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2578758242198835509</id><published>2007-03-13T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:31.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the long awaited post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how did i survive in my 3 days in hongkong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was undescribe-able. you know i thought of many stuffs in the plane. and all my relatives knows that i didn't want to go. thanks to some bigmouths in my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my nose and my throat were against me during the whole trip. which explains why i'm sick now, with fever. the temperature there was good, except for the air conditions which was DARN BAD. smokers everywhere and i keep having to sneeze into the tissue the whole trip. when i reached the hotel, my uncle and my cousin, yuzhi was there. that was when, the older generation decided to go and have some dessert as they are pretty tired. so, they asked yuzhi to takecare of me like his gf! alamak, and he really did. he was so nice luh ! kinda different from the way he is in sg. i know why, but i shan't say. poor guy. so he brought me around and intro me to all the stuffs in hk. so we sat the ferry to see the skylines of hk and cross over to hongkong island to get his stuffs. pretty nice heh. we took a long walk to his apartment. and he showed me the new madonna's label shop wher people are queuing up even at 12am. oh my. we wanted to enter but it was too crowded luh. so we went to his apartment, and he showed me the rooftop. it was pretty nice with comfy chairs to relax. love it, if only i have such stuffs in sg. his apartment is darn small ! but for one person it's okay i guess. and the toliet doesn't have any door. it's his cupboard that makes the door. his appartment is neat for a guy flodded with thousand and one newspaper and magazines. we went to have banana smoothie after that. it was good, we walked around but the exciting shops are closed cause it was already 1am by the time. the pubs were flooded with people, probably cause it's saturday night he says. and we took the MTR back to our hotel. hohohohoho. AND I SAW JEAN BAPTISTE MAUNIER'S CHOIR GROUP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WAS SO EXCITED LUHHHHH. okay.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY5NoOjssI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7HJOZxm3phA/s1600-h/11-03-07_1635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041279739187409602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY5NoOjssI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7HJOZxm3phA/s320/11-03-07_1635.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so next day we woke up darn early to go to shu kuen's hotel, my cousin who's getting married. and she was darn pretty ;D and i have to serve tea to her. this is my first time serving tea to someone. heh, and i got ANGBAOS! two somemore okay. 4o bucks in sg currency. went to eat dimsum and it was good. then we went to the hotel to rest and be prepared to go for the dinner.we went so early like 5 and the dinner started at 830. i practically rotted there. time was wasted when the taxidriver took us to the wrong place and we wasted 15minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i saw my other cousins who went hk to work. my relatives caught &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up with their childhood ex neighbour? while yuzhi and another&lt;br /&gt;cousins were at another table which my cousin purposely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY5uYOjstI/AAAAAAAAAFg/G5_4fpafnvw/s1600-h/11-03-07_1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041280301828125394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY5uYOjstI/AAAAAAAAAFg/G5_4fpafnvw/s200/11-03-07_1739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;put to introduce them to girls. -.- and i was pretty tired when all the food are finally served finish. there was 13 dishes. FATTTTT. in hk, they have lucky draw in their wedding. hmmm. weird huh. it was already past midnight when we finally went back to the hotel. last day was spent with my uncle and going around places to eat. i didn't even get to shop okay. i came back empty handed. how wasted. but the stuffs that i learnt from my hk trip is already enough. it was tough cause i was sick as well. ayeeeee, finally the day i've been waiting. time to go home ! 3 days just &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY7K4OjsuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7Re0k3fquTE/s1600-h/12-03-07_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041281890966024930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY7K4OjsuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7Re0k3fquTE/s200/12-03-07_1915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;flew away like that. pretty sad huh. but still, i'm glad to go home(: another wedding dinner tonight. more photos to be uploaded. end conclusion - hongkong is the place where all the single brokenhearted cousins stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY7gYOjsvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LnWXsXl8T5Q/s1600-h/12-03-07_1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041282260333212402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY7gYOjsvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/LnWXsXl8T5Q/s200/12-03-07_1916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2578758242198835509?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2578758242198835509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2578758242198835509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2578758242198835509' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY5NoOjssI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7HJOZxm3phA/s72-c/11-03-07_1635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4123016828005712320</id><published>2007-03-13T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:31.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY1jIOjsrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ux78fW6ZAx4/s1600-h/12-03-07_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041275710508085938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY1jIOjsrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ux78fW6ZAx4/s320/12-03-07_1912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last kiss tasted like cigratte&lt;br /&gt;It had a bitter and painful fragrance&lt;br /&gt;Around this time tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be?&lt;br /&gt;And who will you be thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;You are always gonna be my love&lt;br /&gt;Even if I fall in love with somebody else again someday&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember to love&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how&lt;br /&gt;You are always gonna be the one&lt;br /&gt;This will remain a melancholy love song&lt;br /&gt;Until my heart can sing a new one&lt;br /&gt;Time that once stood still&lt;br /&gt;Is about to move again&lt;br /&gt;All those things that I don’t want to forget about&lt;br /&gt;Around this time tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be crying&lt;br /&gt;Because I’ll probably be thnking of you&lt;br /&gt;You will always be inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a plasce in my heart just for you&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I’ll have a place in your heart too&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever you are still the one&lt;br /&gt;This will remain a melancholy love song&lt;br /&gt;Until my heart can sing a new one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4123016828005712320?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4123016828005712320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4123016828005712320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4123016828005712320' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfY1jIOjsrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ux78fW6ZAx4/s72-c/12-03-07_1912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6722218318073652295</id><published>2007-03-09T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:31.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfFXe4OjsqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jFFyN6-IT8U/s1600-h/TANK6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039905646005432994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfFXe4OjsqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jFFyN6-IT8U/s320/TANK6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone's busy packing their stuffs. &lt;div&gt;my mom complained that this is the 100th time she's hearing me complaining that i don't want to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really don't ! when everyone went like, "WHY DON'T WANT TO GO? can shop leh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, it's not the shop or not shop part. is everything. i'm alone and i do not have company. i don't wana sour things there later. fortunate or unfortunately, it's only three days. i shall survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be missing many lessons and i have to go for makeup classes. i'll be missing the campfire too ! ): see, understand why i don't want to go now? ahhhh, on the brighter side, i'll take it as a long break an excuse to skip my lessons instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went to shop for clothes with my mom this afternoon and my feet hurts. got two top from mango which i LOVE. and i'll be wearing them tomorrow i guess. I DON'T WANT TO GO.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chrysan ! save me! i'll probably have a quiet time on the plane and seeing my cousin. well, i'll try to enjoy(: i know i will survive, right FEBECCA. hahahaahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wana apologise to someone. really, if only you know how i felt. i want to make things clear to you, but i can't. i don't wana sour things, but i know when you found out. you must have developed hatred for me.. i'm so sorry. i didn't mean it. if i didnt take that step, i guess we'll still be hurting. i know you'll be reading this somehow, i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you gave me the chance i wanted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but now, why doesn't time take pity on me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and kept racing against me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i could have the courage to run back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would pretty autumn leaves fall beautifully like they used to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would you take a step back and return to my side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby, love can be so beautiful.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if only i can forget about the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause i know i've you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when someday, love decides to knock my door.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's the day, you'll be leaving by the backgate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without a trace of where you used to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6722218318073652295?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6722218318073652295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6722218318073652295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6722218318073652295' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RfFXe4OjsqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jFFyN6-IT8U/s72-c/TANK6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1622014751660963328</id><published>2007-03-05T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:31.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rew0IDbj_bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vrrDntpPWoQ/s1600-h/05-03-07_2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038459396085251506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rew0IDbj_bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vrrDntpPWoQ/s200/05-03-07_2129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I DON'T CARE LUH.&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO MARRY TANK !&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;everyone in council : ahh yah ! TANK TANK TANK! (whistles) -.-&lt;br /&gt;tg : OH NO. sx's &lt;strong&gt;incureable obsession&lt;/strong&gt; is acting up again.&lt;br /&gt;see tg, it's INCUREABLE you know !&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to take up strum and sing/ composing lessons. either one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally going to end my piano journey in two months. after 5 years, it's time to take a break i guess. but i'll still be playing piano, it won't be rusty. HEH ! i wana do composing ! i have a thousand and one lyrics to fill up with melodies that are just so perfect. CAN'T WAIT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TANK&lt;333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1622014751660963328?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1622014751660963328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1622014751660963328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1622014751660963328' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rew0IDbj_bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vrrDntpPWoQ/s72-c/05-03-07_2129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-4879033621112354417</id><published>2007-03-04T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:31.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RermHzbj_aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VUUX_HaB4r0/s1600-h/PB050100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038092154906607010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RermHzbj_aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VUUX_HaB4r0/s200/PB050100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i still don't see the thrill to go hk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is probably the first time i'm so reluctant to go on a holiday, probably cause i've been there before but still, it's my cousin's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGHHHH&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RerjQjbj_XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/hu_64lIV1aQ/s1600-h/lying.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's school tomorrow. one more week and that's it ! holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet after the holidays we'll be darn busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shout your name across the middle of two oceans.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-4879033621112354417?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4879033621112354417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/4879033621112354417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4879033621112354417' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RermHzbj_aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VUUX_HaB4r0/s72-c/PB050100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6354602046855767592</id><published>2007-03-03T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T12:12:47.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it wasn't so easy, we had it all but it was all in vain&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't give it more,&lt;br /&gt;when it used to be so magical.&lt;br /&gt;all the roles i played in, never happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;i remember the first time you took me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;you said it was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;but you're inside of me&lt;br /&gt;let me holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matter in my heart cause you'll come running to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets give us a chance.&lt;br /&gt;let me know this time if you wana stay.&lt;br /&gt;oh baby come to me i'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;let me hold you tight don't let go.&lt;br /&gt;bring it back when love's so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6354602046855767592?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6354602046855767592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6354602046855767592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6354602046855767592' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-236225718895399241</id><published>2007-03-03T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:32.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RehV8zbj_UI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yIjuqLzvHu8/s1600-h/24-02-07_2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037370686300224834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RehV8zbj_UI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yIjuqLzvHu8/s200/24-02-07_2320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm so gona open my satay stall.&lt;br /&gt;okay kidding. anyway it has been raining non-stop for the past few days and it's freezing cold please. to think i've been getting drenched for the past three days and my school shoes WET. tough luck.&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, everyone's darn tired and hungry in school.&lt;br /&gt;probably due to the cold weather. i wanted to go to the gym on wednesday, but i was darn lazy and i got drenched anyway. so heh, there goes my slimming plans ! ):&lt;br /&gt;SPA NEXT WEEK. and 16 days till investiture ! excluding march holidays and weekends. time flies ! mannnn. i don't wana step down. i remember the time when i step up as exco. like what people use to say, when you gain something, you'll lose something. true enough, that happened.&lt;br /&gt;i wana make this year a meaningful one ! i wana study hard and get into a good JC ! i don't wana go overseas for foundation. MAN, i seriously need to buck up. so toodles, i'm going to have my beauty sleep :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-236225718895399241?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/236225718895399241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/236225718895399241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#236225718895399241' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RehV8zbj_UI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yIjuqLzvHu8/s72-c/24-02-07_2320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-258259457867366527</id><published>2007-03-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:32.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rebw80NcytI/AAAAAAAAADs/6FZWcQxqhJo/s1600-h/03-01-07_2146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036978160858352338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rebw80NcytI/AAAAAAAAADs/6FZWcQxqhJo/s200/03-01-07_2146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sometimes i wonder, will you shed a tear for me. &lt;p&gt;i'm running on the eleventh avenue, just to get the air of nostalgia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;while we part our ways, forget me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;try hard to forget me, cause i've reached the end of my limits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你的快乐除了它还有，我永远守候。你心中那份美丽，怎么找都不会再有。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nN_6aaV0xz/aus=" width="150" height="60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-258259457867366527?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/258259457867366527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/258259457867366527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#258259457867366527' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rebw80NcytI/AAAAAAAAADs/6FZWcQxqhJo/s72-c/03-01-07_2146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8088807614079141281</id><published>2007-02-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:32.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/ReQ81ENcyqI/AAAAAAAAADM/eTeoGxDOZ5E/s1600-h/DSCN0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036217165667945122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/ReQ81ENcyqI/AAAAAAAAADM/eTeoGxDOZ5E/s200/DSCN0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was pretty random yesterday. i wanted to go to the gym at 12am instead of sleeping -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you see, this is when you want to lose weight desperately. kidding. things haven't been going quite smoothly for me. OH WELL, i hope i can do better for all tests next time ! esp emath and bio): OH NO BIO ! TG YOU SEE THIS! hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND I WANT TO HAVE A BIG SHOUTOUT TO CHRYSAN CHANNNNNN ! thanks for listening to all my complains for the past few months ! (: loveeeeeee ! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/ReQ9x0NcyrI/AAAAAAAAADU/0pJNkBLvxqE/s1600-h/DSCN0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036218209344998066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/ReQ9x0NcyrI/AAAAAAAAADU/0pJNkBLvxqE/s200/DSCN0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOOK FUNNY ! it was a random shot my steph !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHRYSAN CHAN AND I :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8088807614079141281?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8088807614079141281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8088807614079141281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8088807614079141281' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/ReQ81ENcyqI/AAAAAAAAADM/eTeoGxDOZ5E/s72-c/DSCN0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2605660782073635541</id><published>2007-02-22T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:32.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rd22Yho98cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZB3sYaHNljE/s1600-h/22-02-07_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034380490933400002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rd22Yho98cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZB3sYaHNljE/s200/22-02-07_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i regretted not taking photos of the cousins playing articulate! &lt;div&gt;it was sooooo fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the game's for interesting people like US. haha kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life's getting busier and busier. i only can find time to blog at 11 plus after studying and homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND GUESS WHAT. THIS IS MY FIRST NEW YEAR WHEN I CAN BITE, NOT EATING BA KUA ! &lt;strong&gt;(everybody : GASP GASP GASP.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one in my family seems to have the ba kua mood this year. fineeeeee. and tg's so evil ! he doesn't want to perform despite my inspirational words! OH WELL, the ultimate choice is up to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we annouced the new excos today. shall i say, i'm disappointed or felt sorry for the three of them. shall not mention names. still, i told them, it's a chance. either you accept it or reject it. but at the end of the day, the stuffs you get is priceless. there are bound to be obstacles on the way, it's how you manage it. the 14 of you guys need to work real hard together. on the journey, you cry, you complain, you cheer together. after all the hard work it gives you a kind of good experience, you mature along the way. but you know all that you have put in is worth it ! i can assure you, you won't regret ! since you're given the chance, come on and try. see what magic you can make to your lives yeah? so give it a try, if you really decided to reject, we can't do anything either(: so cheers ! don't be so stress my sec3s!&lt;br /&gt;AND SORRY BALA ! i'll put the archives soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2605660782073635541?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2605660782073635541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2605660782073635541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2605660782073635541' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rd22Yho98cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZB3sYaHNljE/s72-c/22-02-07_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-3050079456068088173</id><published>2007-02-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:50:00.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was on the way home from the twin's house and i came across this scene.&lt;br /&gt;a secondary school couple was riding a bicycle home.&lt;br /&gt;and the girl was standing behind him, holding his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;as they ride through with endless happiness, the wind was brushing against their face.&lt;br /&gt;and all i saw was smile, and &lt;em&gt;happiness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you know, happiness can come with such small happening.&lt;br /&gt;you need not let the whole world know, small actions can make someone's day.&lt;br /&gt;and those memories, are priceless.&lt;br /&gt;on the radio a moment ago, they said love is like kite flying.&lt;br /&gt;you must know when to release, when to let go.&lt;br /&gt;when you pull the strings too hard, the string will snap and break.&lt;br /&gt;days will go, so please !&lt;br /&gt;a smile a day can do wonders.&lt;br /&gt;SO, don't feel sad to all ! learn to count your blessings instead, it does magic (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-3050079456068088173?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3050079456068088173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/3050079456068088173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3050079456068088173' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8044013028904856999</id><published>2007-02-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rdm53xo98aI/AAAAAAAAACo/7vYTWAMBp_A/s1600-h/TANK0206.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033258426432352674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rdm53xo98aI/AAAAAAAAACo/7vYTWAMBp_A/s200/TANK0206.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I STILL LOVE TANK !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CNY TO ALL :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love playing articulate! with my cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8044013028904856999?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8044013028904856999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8044013028904856999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8044013028904856999' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rdm53xo98aI/AAAAAAAAACo/7vYTWAMBp_A/s72-c/TANK0206.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6506445111599046796</id><published>2007-02-17T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:06:03.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6506445111599046796?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6506445111599046796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6506445111599046796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6506445111599046796' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5484550188502631282</id><published>2007-02-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:33.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RdRy2Ro98ZI/AAAAAAAAACY/-nYnCR3EjOU/s1600-h/18-12-06_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031772960453423506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RdRy2Ro98ZI/AAAAAAAAACY/-nYnCR3EjOU/s200/18-12-06_2123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you know sometimes, somethings are always changing consistantly. &lt;div&gt;well, it may be good or bad. just the way you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may feel like you've lost something precious, yet someone may think they've gained something that they have always wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weird huh? but still, my point is, just treasure whatever you have now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in case you regret later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've worked beyond my limits recently and i feel so screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday's passing so fast and i hardly have time for myself !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh, luckily cny's coming ! i can sleep for as long as i want ! but after that it'll be hell preparing for midyears and o levels for mother tongue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; so little time yet so many things to do. I THOUGHT MR BOO'S TALK &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                        WAS QUITE MOTIVATIVE. i don't know. seems like what he said made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                       sense. kinda different to see another side of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i better get back to bio. i've got a test tmr. what a cny celebration !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you can't look back, look in front and walk forward. many more things are awaiting you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;so don't look back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5484550188502631282?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5484550188502631282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5484550188502631282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5484550188502631282' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RdRy2Ro98ZI/AAAAAAAAACY/-nYnCR3EjOU/s72-c/18-12-06_2123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5417182303059598692</id><published>2007-02-14T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:22:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES TO ALL ! &lt;3333333333&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFrZ5zRYX9U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你给我一段很美丽的爱情。&lt;br /&gt;你是曾经的永远，它会改变，变成过去。&lt;br /&gt;在等待遇见未来的我，会慢慢地走。&lt;br /&gt;在那十字路口你选择了远走高飞&lt;br /&gt;飞到很远很远，到我模糊的双眼看不见。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5417182303059598692?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5417182303059598692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5417182303059598692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5417182303059598692' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-494967251852915460</id><published>2007-02-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:34.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcyMQRo98XI/AAAAAAAAACE/Rbb3aNOSz1s/s1600-h/z74684585.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029549095107031410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcyMQRo98XI/AAAAAAAAACE/Rbb3aNOSz1s/s320/z74684585.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'M SO PROUD OF THESE PEOPLE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GARRETT, CHAR AND QUEEN FOR SIX DISTINCTIONS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DEAREST CHUA TEOH GUAN WITH EIGHT DISTINCTIONS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SX&amp;amp;ZW FOR THEIR GOOD RESULTS ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many people were very happy ! yes congrats ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;including cindy ! yay !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so happy for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesss and im so gona WIN garrett's six distinctions ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-494967251852915460?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/494967251852915460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/494967251852915460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#494967251852915460' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcyMQRo98XI/AAAAAAAAACE/Rbb3aNOSz1s/s72-c/z74684585.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-6024674319713163932</id><published>2007-02-08T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:34.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rcr1Oxo98WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Wv1YNPX-Ldc/s1600-h/06-02-07_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029101568104722786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rcr1Oxo98WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Wv1YNPX-Ldc/s320/06-02-07_2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVING SOMETHING TOO MUCH MEANS LETTING GO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH BRACES, I'M LETTING YOU GO CAUSE I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;YOU &lt;strong&gt;TOO MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO NOW, WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh fineeeeee. i'll learn to treasure the things around me. anyway, it's a good chance to lose weight right safwan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesssss. think of the bright side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the graduating batch are getting back their o levels !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best, i'll be there to witnesss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't got much time for myself. this is not good, i haven't got my new year clothes while my mom and my sister happily went shopping today. OHWELL, probably no new clothes for new year ! booo. i want my beauty sleep, there are already breakouts on my faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I FORGOT TO BRING MY SS WORKBOOK BACK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-6024674319713163932?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6024674319713163932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/6024674319713163932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6024674319713163932' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rcr1Oxo98WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Wv1YNPX-Ldc/s72-c/06-02-07_2312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-9045587342304233646</id><published>2007-02-07T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:17:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i can't take out my braces now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;or i may not even take out in june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't ask why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-9045587342304233646?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/9045587342304233646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/9045587342304233646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#9045587342304233646' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-5655733535434035752</id><published>2007-02-05T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcbPEGs_CrI/AAAAAAAAABg/XrQnTOH1mbM/s1600-h/03-02-07_1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027933703431457458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcbPEGs_CrI/AAAAAAAAABg/XrQnTOH1mbM/s200/03-02-07_1223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think &lt;strong&gt;diya&lt;/strong&gt; has already won the hearts of many(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway i don't like being sick ! i miss out all the lessons and fun !&lt;br /&gt;those times complaning and teasing huiling. man ! i want to return to school !&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to catch up for and there's council for upcoming events !&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOT MISS SCHOOL FOR THE NEXT THREE MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; stay alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*BLOW AWAY ALL THOSE BACTERIA. HMMPHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-5655733535434035752?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5655733535434035752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/5655733535434035752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5655733535434035752' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcbPEGs_CrI/AAAAAAAAABg/XrQnTOH1mbM/s72-c/03-02-07_1223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-30729442366189675</id><published>2007-02-04T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:36.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027344133270735506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcS22ms_CpI/AAAAAAAAABI/2OBQo1vemhI/s200/03-02-07_1849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-sis points towards mr chew-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : OH HI MR CHEW :D&lt;br /&gt;mr chew : hi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : remember me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr chew : -shows the confused look-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : haha, i graduated 4 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr chew : no wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr chew was nanyang's music teacher as well as choir conductor. and apparently, my aunt's inside the nygh choir or sth. and almost everytime i see him for my auntie's event, he'll tell me the same thing. HAHA OHWELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i attended my uncle and aunty's 40th wedding aniversary. kinda cool huh. his powerpoint slides were amazing. hmmm, still so loving after 40 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcS3y2s_CqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ooL5G137LDA/s1600-h/03-02-07_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027345168357853858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcS3y2s_CqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ooL5G137LDA/s200/03-02-07_2048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there, the couple's loving song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had time to catch up with the cousins. i bet everyone did. and i did some geography worksheet for my younger cousin with an older cousin. and practically me and cousin were screwing our brains up. and the math, even my sister was clueless. hmm RI standard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm having a terrible stomach ache again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-30729442366189675?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/30729442366189675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/30729442366189675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#30729442366189675' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcS22ms_CpI/AAAAAAAAABI/2OBQo1vemhI/s72-c/03-02-07_1849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2592729849398847540</id><published>2007-02-02T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:36.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RcMU6ms_CoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4TRRcL_jCME/s1600-h/01-02-07_2317.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yadadaahh.&lt;/strong&gt; i fell sick once again, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks to the ever changing weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall not fall sick for the next two months at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but the chinese new year goodies are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really tempting me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O level results are coming really soon for the sec 4s '06 batch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;good luck to you guys ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'M TAKING OUT MY BRACES SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i can't wait to see how i look without braces for nearly 1/2 of my life in Beatty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and short hair after SYF. yes, i'm so gona try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if you should ever know, we kept driving just to make things worse.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2592729849398847540?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2592729849398847540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2592729849398847540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2592729849398847540' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-8122618726421139824</id><published>2007-02-01T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:12:22.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who knows what future brings.&lt;br /&gt;for the courage of one more chance, just me &amp;amp;you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-8122618726421139824?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8122618726421139824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/8122618726421139824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8122618726421139824' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-341654346115839487</id><published>2007-01-31T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:34:26.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='401th post.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hey it was my 400th post yesterday and i didn't realise at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;i started to blog when i was p4 i think and waiteng helped me with my first skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;ohhhhhh. all the good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;anyway i had a very unlucky day today and don't ask why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;AND i've got flu and a very serious tummy ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;i hope i'll be well enough to go school tomorrow ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;i'll probably sneeze nonstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, valentine's and chinese new year are coming up ! yessssss, i get my well-deserved holidays finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i should seriously stop eating so much for once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-341654346115839487?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/341654346115839487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/341654346115839487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#341654346115839487' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-2429723358126521140</id><published>2007-01-30T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T20:55:18.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST BOOTS AND FIZZIEEE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s i love the jelly drops ! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-2429723358126521140?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2429723358126521140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/2429723358126521140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2429723358126521140' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-95967059079275798</id><published>2007-01-29T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:36.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rb3-zms_CnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dqyQsLIryBU/s1600-h/random1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025452921731353202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rb3-zms_CnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dqyQsLIryBU/s400/random1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today wasn't that bad afterall i guess. i think tomorrow'll be worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm like getting my biology reassessment paper tomorrow ! ahh, doom day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss lim was very motivative indeed. and i wished she could be our form teacher or something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i need bio lessons with tg right? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, nick zhiwei shixuan liying and garrett came over after piano. and we had fun playing taidi and some bridge thing. i pampered them with chocolates and garrett was complaning that i was gona make them fat -.- HAVEN HAVE SUCH GOOD TIME SINCE SCHOOL REOPENED. man, i miss the graduating batch, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-95967059079275798?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/95967059079275798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/95967059079275798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#95967059079275798' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/Rb3-zms_CnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dqyQsLIryBU/s72-c/random1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-322826903690155309</id><published>2007-01-28T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:37.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELLO THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think went a little mad tellling mark all the weird ideas on what to do during valentines :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and it started to rain again ! i hope it rains tomorrow so we don't have to do the PD thing. it's a TOTAL waste of time please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH, i told safwan i was hungry at around 1am yesterday and guess what. i had a horrible dream of eating trays of beehoon and carrot cake without feeling full ! THIS IS SO WRONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i better go swim later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RbxXM2s_ClI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iRWp_d6DdHE/s1600-h/28-01-07_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024987162592873042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RbxXM2s_ClI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iRWp_d6DdHE/s200/28-01-07_1552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i swear i wasn't greedy, i was just hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-322826903690155309?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/322826903690155309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/322826903690155309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#322826903690155309' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RbxXM2s_ClI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iRWp_d6DdHE/s72-c/28-01-07_1552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-9076205510927071733</id><published>2007-01-27T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:50:37.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RbtiY2s_CkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a5z7uLB7PNU/s1600-h/PB040056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024717988402498114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RbtiY2s_CkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a5z7uLB7PNU/s200/PB040056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HMPH, I WANT TO GO WINE TASTING LIKE MY SISTER TOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay that was totally so random. i think i slacked around today and i've been eating alot recently. i have no idea why. MAN, this is so wrong please. i was suppose to be on my diet-plan and yet i'm eating back ! HELP. i'm down with three more tests and more to come in the future. I'M SO GONA WORK HARD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i realised my life have changed pretty much throughout the years. and tg started this biology theory thing like the outer and inner skin for love life. still, I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE FUTURE ! i bet i'll be really excited if i go overseas or something. but now, it's back to the textbooks and upcoming tests to study for. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-9076205510927071733?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/9076205510927071733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/9076205510927071733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#9076205510927071733' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_guclZ9jgOSI/RbtiY2s_CkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a5z7uLB7PNU/s72-c/PB040056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-1294633108422042527</id><published>2007-01-27T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:21:57.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;曾经我有也同样的故事，守护着一个男孩。&lt;br /&gt;一直到现在，都没有改变。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会安静的走开。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p5nkA096PGk" width="250" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-1294633108422042527?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1294633108422042527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/1294633108422042527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1294633108422042527' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-116972978606167091</id><published>2007-01-25T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:22:18.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;一天，我对你说 ；&lt;br /&gt;感情一旦闪失了希望，可能，再也会不来了。&lt;br /&gt;以前的我们，不懂得怎么珍惜，才失去了机会。&lt;br /&gt;也许，以前的我们今日再也会不来，&lt;br /&gt;但记忆，却是最美好的。&lt;br /&gt;也许，这一切的一切都是错误，对你的认识残生了那么深的绝望。&lt;br /&gt;自己知道是不可能却要握住。。&lt;br /&gt;如果时间能倒流，可能自己就希望，对你的爱没有那么美丽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你转过身，深深地看着我的咪咪眼。&lt;br /&gt;你告诉我；&lt;br /&gt;如果时间真的能倒流，我会写一首歌，一首属于你的歌。&lt;br /&gt;属于悲伤，开心的种种故事。 然后大声地唱给全世界听。&lt;br /&gt;希望有一天，天使能够为我们流泪。&lt;br /&gt;得到我们应属于自己的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day has began. someone said, we should face difficulties with a smile(:&lt;br /&gt;so there i am ! a smile does wonder.&lt;br /&gt;had interview with the secondary 2s today. after talking to some, i think i'm closer to them now.&lt;br /&gt;probably, had a rough idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was pretty miserable but enjoyable i guess.&lt;br /&gt;again i wonder, what will it be like if i leave beatty, what would happen when all of us go to university.&lt;br /&gt;how would our life differ.&lt;br /&gt;10 more years, i believe some friends would get married already.&lt;br /&gt;how would life be different; and by then will we want to go back to the school days, where we had fun and not as much trouble to face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be greedy. i'm contented with what i have(:&lt;br /&gt;and you should too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gona study hard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you probably wouldn't know; so much for my happy ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-116972978606167091?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116972978606167091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116972978606167091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116972978606167091' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-116965085385985901</id><published>2007-01-24T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:05:01.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so now i understand, why i could never be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TJiScZ4Snw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TJiScZ4Snw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="200" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-116965085385985901?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116965085385985901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116965085385985901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116965085385985901' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-116964713327237603</id><published>2007-01-24T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:23:11.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i totally screwed my biology reassessment up.&lt;br /&gt;i need to apologise to tg and all those people who put their hopes on me.&lt;br /&gt;really a million thanks.&lt;br /&gt;i'll work harder if i have the chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS TIME, i must get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole week have been really busy with studying.&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a break soon, it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i tell myself, &lt;em&gt;what could be worse than today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, BUT I WILL SURVIVE.&lt;br /&gt;will i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the path that i would walk in the future?&lt;br /&gt;and who knows what future brings.&lt;br /&gt;i just need a little of sugar and thrill to spice up my life :D&lt;br /&gt;school was enjoyable. thank god for blessing me throughout.&lt;br /&gt;at least, i have friends who would stand by me ! esp, like crucial times like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally today, i could take a break.&lt;br /&gt;came home, didn't feel like doing anything. i just wana sit and relax and just stare at the teevee.&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long since i had the chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;now i just want to finish my homework and indulge in my sweet dreams ! i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a little magic is all i need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i... need some icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/1600/613727/11-09-06_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/200/732846/11-09-06_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-116964713327237603?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116964713327237603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116964713327237603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116964713327237603' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-116936174924261656</id><published>2007-01-21T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:23:33.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 17th ZHIWEI :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiwei ! you're all grown up now. must learn to make certain decisions in life that are crucial to you. yes, and don't ever change cause you are who you are. hahahaha. i guess this year may be a different year for you with more tough days to come. so, be prepared to face all these ! and i believe one day you'll suceed ! (:&lt;br /&gt;have a blessed birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND HAPPY 16TH TO STEPHANIE TOO !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-116936174924261656?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116936174924261656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116936174924261656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116936174924261656' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-116930393085477778</id><published>2007-01-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:38:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/1600/381373/20-01-07_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/200/705231/20-01-07_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16TH TO JIAYAN ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-116930393085477778?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116930393085477778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116930393085477778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116930393085477778' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633035.post-116930384202965680</id><published>2007-01-20T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:37:22.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/1600/224942/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/200/446898/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS STEPHANIE AND JIAYAN'S BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, it's time to get back to biology please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/412/368/1600/797954/20-01-07_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633035-116930384202965680?l=bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116930384202965680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633035/posts/default/116930384202965680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsofmyself-.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116930384202965680' title=''/><author><name>JONETTE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
